Aunt San was both angry and distressed.

At this time, she looked at Guan Zu and others,

"Is it Mr. Guan?"

"It's me, Aunt San, hello..."

"Thank you Mr. Guan for helping my son..."

"You're welcome... Aunt San, I think your house is very dilapidated. You can apply for a Hong Kong residence." Guan Zu looked at the dilapidated house and said.

"Hong Kong residents' residence? How easy is it? Wait for 10 years or 20 years?"

"And, this house was built by my husband, and I will live here all my life."

"But it's too old. You find it difficult to live in Hong Kong residents. You can apply for government low-rent houses, which are very cheap now."

Aunt San: "Ha... the government knows how to protect those rich people. We do some small business on the street to make a living, and we will be arrested by those annoying police officers at all times. It's really, let them get shit!"

Guan Zu: “…………”

Fei Peng, someone called you to go and slap!

(Fei Peng: "…………” I've been there for a few months.)

Guan Zu: "How about this, we five-star group, you should know too... When you have time to go to the five-star charity foundation, apply, report my name, approve 20,000 yuan to you, and improve the living environment, how about it?"

Then look at the fat cat.

"Aqiu..."

"Brother Zu."

Gao Qiu came over.

Guan Zu: "Our foundation, why don't we set up a "Sunshine World Workshop" in Lantau Island to recruit some elderly people, as well as disabled people like Fat Cat, do some handicrafts for them. How much can they do? It doesn't matter if you lose money, it can be considered as giving poor citizens a way out..."

Gao Qiu nodded: "Okay, I'll do it when I go back."

Guan Zu thought about whether to send Feimao’s mother to the hospital for a physical examination? He remembered Feimao’s mother, Aunt San, now she should have advanced cervical cancer... After thinking about it, it seemed that the physical examination was meaningless and it was too late.

Sighed and gave up.

In the future, just take good care of the fat cat and give him a shelter.

...

That night,

At Young Master Ji’s house, two gangsters were watching TV at home “Bao Qingtian”.

Young Master Ji has been in a coma until now and has finally woken up.

"Where am I?"

He covered his head, had a headache and dizziness.

"Boss, are you awake?"

"You've been in a coma for so long."

Young Master Ji: "Why am I in a coma? Did you two fuck you? "

He looked at the two little brothers fiercely.

Two younger brothers: "I..."

At this time, the roar of the car engine came from outside.

"Who is here?"

"I don't know..."

Then, a group of senior gangsters kicked open the door and the fierce spirit broke in.

"Who is Mr. Ji?"

Zi Jian looked at the three of them coldly. (The movie "Zhazhi")

"he!"

The two little brothers pointed their fingers at Master Ji together.

Young Master Ji: “…………”

Soon, Young Master Ji and the other two were beaten.

"I heard you like to hit people with nails, right?"

"Come on~~~~~"

Zijian looked at the three of them with a hammer and nails.

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no,"

"I was wrong!"

"Give me aside."

The three of them are just little gangsters, how can they be more cruel than the authentic gangsters?

"beg for mercy?"

"That's God's business, I'm only responsible for teaching you a lesson!"

"Catch their hands!"

"No, no!"

After a turmoil, the three were subdued.

Then Young Master Ji's hand was pressed on the table.

Zi Jian pressed the rusty nails against Master Ji's palm, raised the hammer high, and smashed it at Master Ji's palm without hesitation.

"don't want……"

With a "puff~~~", the nail instantly sank into the palm of Young Master Ji's right hand, and blood gushed out along the nail.

"ah--"

Young Master Ji let out a heart-wrenching scream, his body trembled violently due to the severe pain, and beads of sweat as big as beans on his forehead rolled down.

He struggled desperately, but was pressed and unable to move by the two young and dandy beside him.

"Don't you like this very much? Now it's your turn, what's the name!"

Zi Jian sneered repeatedly and kicked Master Ji.

"When you used nails to deal with others, did you ever think that today would be there?"

Seeing this, the other two younger brothers were so scared that their faces turned pale and their bodies were shaking like sieves.

One of the younger brothers knelt down with a "splash" and cried: "Brother, we were wrong, we never dared to do it again, let us go!"

However, Zijian, the younger brothers turned a deaf ear to him.

"No, don't nail me!" The little brother shrank back in horror, kicking his feet around, but was still grabbed by the young and dandy and pressed on the table.

Another scream, and the nail ruthlessly nailed into his palm.

"ah--"

Then it was replaced by another younger brother.

Continue to nail the palm!

"ah----"

Screaming.

"Now it hurts?"

Zijian smashed the hammer hard on the table and looked at the three of them sneered.

"You use this trick to hurt a low-intelligent person. Today is the lesson you will teach you!"

Young Master Ji and his two younger brothers were sweating profusely in pain and did not dare to speak.

Because the knife stroked their necks in a straight line.

Zijian snorted coldly and waved his hand: "Take all three of them away."

"If you are injured, you have to go to treat the disease!"

Mingxin Hospital is one-stop, walk.

Zijian's younger brothers dragged Master Ji and the other two out of the house and pushed them into the car.

Young Master Ji and the other two were confused.

You hurt us and now you are taking us to the hospital?

What's the picture?
To be continued...