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Chapter 475

The alley where Yang Xiaolan’s family is located is a slum in the imperial capital.

It's remote and public security is not good.

Although it may be a little difficult for Yang Xiaolan's family.

But Gu Qiqi and the others never expected that it would be difficult to be like this.

From afar, I saw the dilapidated small yard deep in the alley, and the fences were surrounded by broken wood.

Even the thing called the "gate" was just a broken wooden board split in half by an axe, falling crookedly to one side.

It was a bungalow, and the tiles on the house were all broken.

The window glass was also broken several places.

There was a small stove in the yard, but the fire inside had not yet been extinguished, and it was obviously stewing the soup, but the casserole of the soup was kicked over to the ground, and the pork ribs and kelp soup inside sprinkled all over the floor.

See here.

Gu Qiqi and Xiao Ning looked at each other.

I think this situation is no longer the four words "family difficulties" and can be explained.

really.

Take a few more steps.

I heard a series of unusual sounds coming.

Very violent!

Very fierce!

"A man surnamed Yang, how dare you say you don't have money to pay it back? What is this?"

"Take the things in your hands and you will be exempted from your interest today!"

"Hmph, you are so happy when you borrow money, and you will be your grandson after paying it back? Let me tell you, there is no free lunch in the world! If you don't pay it back, just spit it out for me!"

"Don't spit out money? You'll spit out until you spit out!"

The threatening voices quickly came to the door from far to near, from the room.

I heard a "bang" sound!

The door of the room was kicked over and broke into two like the gate of the yard.

In a piece of dust.

Several burly men pushed and shoved an old man and pushed and kicked him to the middle of the yard.

"Dad! Don't hit my dad! That's not his thing, it's the guest's, so I can't give it to you. Can you make some sense?... We owe money, but your interest rate is too high..."

Yang Xiaolan rushed out immediately and looked at Yang's father with great concern.

The latter held a small package tightly in his hand and never let go of his hand.

He let the fists of those burly men fall on his back, and he still stubbornly without saying a word.

"Xiaolan, go quickly! Don't worry about dad! The money was borrowed by dad and it has nothing to do with you."

Yang Xiaolan was covered in tears: "Dad, this money... you borrowed it from you, it was obviously borrowed by Yang Xiaoqing! Yang Xiaoqing's ungrateful bastard! Why don't you ask him for money? He stole all the most valuable assets of Qingyuxuan and sold it to outsiders. Now that he has made a fortune, why don't you ask for it!"

The leading man snorted coldly: "The IOU is your father's signature, so of course we will look for him!"

As he said that, he suddenly smiled obscenely: "Little sister, you feel sorry for your dad so much, why would you use your body to pay back the money?"

As soon as this is said.

Several burly men immediately smiled evilly and looked at Yang Xiaolan's figure.

Yang Xiaolan is petite and thin.

It seems that there is a kind of impulse to make men want to bully.

"I think it's OK! Why not just play once and offset the interest rate for the day!"

"How can it be that valuable? The chicken outside is only 200 yuan at a time. Can she be worth paying his father a 20,000 yuan interest a day?"

"Tsk tsk, it takes 100 times to pay the interest for a day... Oh, don't we brothers work hard to make you earn enough money to save your father?"

"Tsk tsk, this father-daughter love is so touching. Why don't we do it for the sake of success?"
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