The man called "Master Feng" waved his hand slightly.

Stand up and walk outside.

His follower Luo Yang quickly followed.

Du Huanhuan casually picked up a plastic bag, put the 300,000 yuan in exchange, hung the plastic bag on the spigot of the broken bicycle, crossed his legs, and rode towards home in a hurry.

Du Huanhuan rode her bike in a hurry and rushed towards her home. Along the way, she attracted a lot of attention. She stuffed the money in a transparent plastic bag in such a high-profile manner. It was clearly written on her face:

Come and rob, come and rob, anyone who doesn't rob me is a fool.

However, the strange thing is that no one took action along the way.

Slum District 12.

Du Beibei huddled at home, and outside the door were thugs hired by his creditors, who were banging on the door desperately.

Bang bang bang, the wooden door that was not strong and had this gap was about to be smashed.

Du Qianqian looked at the ax hitting the wooden door and felt that his heart was about to jump out of his chest.

"Huanhuan, if you don't come back, you won't be able to see your father anymore." Du Qianqian cried, looking at the ax that was about to come in and almost burst into tears.

Bang, with the last sound, the broken wooden door finally came.

Several tough men in black vests with axes in their hands rushed in and picked up Du Guanquan like a chicken.

"Where's the money, Du Gambling?!" One of the men with a scarred face raised his ax at Du Gambling.

"No...hasn't the time not come yet?" Du Qianqian stuttered when he spoke.

"Look at the fucking calendar." Scarface poked a calendar in front of Du Gambling's eyes, almost plugging it into his eyes, "Today is May 18th, look at the date you signed to pay off the debt.

Ah, is it today, isn't it!" The scarred man roared, and the roar shook the dust in Du Beibei's shabby little house, causing it to fall down.

Du Beibei was so frightened by him that he kept trembling.

"But, but it's only...it's only twelve o'clock at noon, the 18th, isn't it over yet?" Du Qianqian was still arrogant.

Bang, the scarred man was very angry at Du Gamble's logic and threw Du Gamble to the ground.

"Go and find his house deed." The scarred man shouted to his men.

Suddenly, several men swarmed up and turned the already untidy house into a mess.

"What are you doing?" A young boy was carrying rice noodles. Seeing the situation inside the house, he ran towards the house and accurately hit the scarred man's face with the two bowls of rice noodles in his hand.

Suddenly, the scarred man's face was covered with spicy rice noodles.

"Fafa, go away quickly, go away quickly." Seeing this scene, Du Beibei knew something was wrong, and quickly told his son Du Fafa to run for his life.

With a roar, the scarred man rushed towards Du Fafa, and was about to pick up Du Fafa. Du Fafa turned around quickly and avoided the scarred man's attack, but it didn't matter, he retreated to another person's side, so

, they surrounded him and beat him until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.

"Boss, I found it, I found it." One of the men in black with an axe, holding Du Beibei's only valuable real estate certificate, rushed in front of the boss as if seeking credit.

The scarred man took off his clothes from Du Qianqian's body and wiped the rice noodles on his body. After wiping, the spicy rice noodle soup splashed into his eyes. Now his eyes were so red that he wanted to shed tears and couldn't open them at all.
Chapter completed!