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Chapter 3885 old grudges

Since he was not followed, he did not leave any flaws, and something special allowed the other party to find traces. How could Meng Xinian find this place?

And it comes so fast?

When he saw Meng Xinian, the man actually knew that he was going to be finished. After he screamed out Meng Xinian's voice, he wanted to make a last move. When Meng Xinian was looking at the very old-fashioned bed, he suddenly picked up a chair and flew heavily at him. He immediately turned around and rushed out the door.

But what he had never expected was that such a heavy chair was smashed over. Meng Xinian did not dodge or avoid it, but instead kicked the chair and kicked the chair backwards at him.

Bang.

The chair slammed heavily on his back, knocking him to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

He wanted to get up, but his back hurt so much that he couldn't get up.

Meng Xinian had already come over, squatted in front of him, put one hand on his knee, and his voice was extremely cold, "Who is the owner of the house?"

House owner?

"Or, who is the head of the household? Whose house belongs to?" he asked again.

"Me, my..." The man felt his mouth full of blood as soon as he opened his mouth.

But this place can only be said to be his.

"your?"

Meng Xinian sneered, "It's always yours? Are you Gui Geng?"

This man looks like he is in his forties. It is possible that this house is his, but if it is his, why did Nian Che frame him as a small winery back then?

So can he also hold this person accountable?

There is a large window in front of this table, and there is an open-air shop outside. At that time, the customers were sitting outside, so if they were tired, they could come in to rest?

What if it was this man who helped Nian Che back then?

"No, it wasn't mine at the beginning, I bought it." The man changed his words again.

"In which year did I buy it? Who bought it?"

"I can't remember it very clearly. More than ten years ago? I don't know who the original owner was. I just bought his store. I live in this house myself..."

"Then how did you know me?" Meng Xinian suddenly interrupted him.

He couldn't hear it. The man was thinking about starting to excuse himself, but it was unlikely that he would have called out his name at once and it would be impossible to completely argue that he had nothing to do with him.

"Major General Meng is so famous in the capital, it is normal for him to know you, right?"

As soon as his voice fell, Meng Xinian punched him.

The man was so painful that his facial features were all stuck together, and he couldn't recover for a while.

"You can talk a little more, I promise you can say something, I'll punch you, to see if your mouth is hard or my fist is hard."

"You...what do you want me to say? I really don't know anything!" the man hummed in pain.

Meng Xinian's fist was too terrible. He really didn't want to get another punch.

"I don't know anything? The Caitou couple don't know each other?"

The man was shocked and felt a little desperate.

It turned out that Meng Xinian really knew that he did this.

Before he could answer, he heard Meng Xinian ask in a cold voice: "Do you know Nian Che? Do you know Nian Che more than 20 years ago?"

Hearing this question, the man's face changed drastically.

Meng Xinian saw his face change and instantly understood.

He stood up, clenched his fists tightly, and slowly raised his foot.

I really want to stomp his head hard.
Chapter completed!
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