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Chapter 8 Fist is the last word

"Ah? Son, you...what are you doing?"

The sudden situation shocked Jiang Zhengqiang!

Didn’t you agree to reason? Why did you hit someone?

"What are you doing? Of course...reasonable!"

Jiang He grinned, and kicked Lao Liu again at the fallen old Liu, kicking him directly into the corner with a "bang".

Turning back, raising his fist to signal to his father, Jiang He smiled and said, "Dad, have you never heard of it? Fists are the hard truth!"

"But...but...son, beating people is illegal!"

Jiang Zhengqiang suddenly felt that his son's "mania" seemed to be getting worse and worse.

I have such a good temper, why is my son so popular? Well, it must be the cause of "mania"!

"Dad, you're right! Beating someone is illegal! But... that's what I have to do!"

Jiang He walked to Lao Liu, stepped on Lao Liu's chest, swung his fist and pointed it at Lao Liu's head, making a gesture to hit him!

"Stop! Stop! Xiao Jiang, you have something to say! You have something to say!"

When Lao Liu saw Jiang He pretending to beat him, he was so scared that his face turned pale and he begged for mercy!

"Male Gobi, Xiao Jiang is also called by you? Who are you?"

Jiang He bulged his eyes and slammed his fist hard!

"Bang!"

The fist rubbed Lao Liu's cheek and slammed heavily on the ground, causing a muffled sound.

The floor tiles on the ground burst with a "click" and the splashed debris hit Lao Liu's face, causing a faint pain!

"Grass! Not hitting? Come again!"

Jiang He cursed angrily and raised his fist again.

"Little...oh no! Brother Jiang! Master Jiang! Please spare your life! Please spare your life!"

Old Liu was already frightened and begged for mercy in his mouth!

The punch that just now slashed the head and even the floor tiles were broken, which shows how powerful Jiang He's punch is!

If you hit it, you may even have brains!

I heard that the son of the old Jiang family had a strange disease and his mind was a little abnormal. Maybe he was still a "mental illness"!

These days, it’s not illegal to kill people with mental illness! If he is beaten to death, it will be in vain!

"Give me your life?"

Jiang He compared his fists and grinned at Old Liu, "Why... Uncle Liu! Actually, I came here this time to ask you about the situation! Tell me! Why did you cheat my dad?"

"It's Mr. Kun! Mr. Kun asked me to do this!"

Under the threat of the "Iron Fist of Justice", Lao Liu explained the matter without hesitation, "Mr. Kun asked me to take Lao Jiang to play cards and win Lao Jiang's money in the game! Afterwards, Mr. Kun distributed me 10,000 yuan!"

"Ah? Old Liu, you...you...really you are really cheating me?"

Hearing Lao Liu's explanation, Jiang Zhengqiang was a little unbelievable, "Old Liu, how many years have we been in love? You... how can you do this?"

"Friendship? What a fuck! They sold you for ten thousand yuan!"

Jiang He glanced at his father, shook his head and sighed, "Old man, you treat others as friends, but others don't take you seriously! This is why honest people often suffer losses!"

"Master Jiang! It's me wrong! It's me who deserves to die! I've explained it all! You can give it your best and let me go!"

Old Liu was a little afraid to face Jiang Zhengqiang, but just begged for mercy to Jiang He.

"Well! I will definitely let you go! Be honest and lenient!"

Jiang He smiled and nodded seriously.

"Come on! Come on! Someone is here to smash the ground!"

The gold chain that fell to the ground was so painful that it couldn't straighten its waist, so it could only shout at someone at the top of its throat.

"Who dares to smash Mr. Kun's place?"

A dense sound of footsteps sounded at the entrance of the stairs.
Chapter completed!
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