"Boy, are you okay? You see, we are also from outside. It is not easy to contract this basement here. Please take pity on my aunt and move out. You are affecting our business like this."
The landlady walked over timidly at this moment, looked at Luo Tian who was sitting blankly, and said in her heart, she never thought that so many black friends would be beaten away by him alone.
"Well, aunt, don't worry. Well, I will move it out tomorrow. By the way, can I give you these steel pipes? You can also buy them with money." Luo Tian said with a grin. The aunt nodded awkwardly, "Then these few steel pipes"
I don’t have to pay the rent for the day, and the two hundred yuan will be refunded to you.”
Feeling irritable, Luo Tian returned to his room in the basement. At this time, the fast shooter next door started to exercise again. He didn't know why he was so addicted. The woman screamed happily, not caring about Luo Tian's mood at all.
When Luo Tian took out his mobile phone and called up Sister Rong's number, the person next to him stopped.
"Sister Rong"
Luo Tian recounted what had just happened.
"What? Nan Chunhua, that bastard again?"
The sleepy Sister Rong suddenly sat up from the bed when she heard Luo Tian's words. The smooth silk quilt slipped off her body, revealing her smoother shoulders. Her face was full of anger. She knew that today in the nightclub, Nan Chunhua was considered the best.
The bastard is offended.
"Yes, it was them, but they were beaten away by me. It's a pity that I didn't catch this bastard," Luo Tian said unwillingly.
"Are you okay?"
"fine."
"Well, that's good. We have established a relationship with that Nan Chunhua. After all, you are a migrant worker. They are too powerful and you can't control them. In this way, you don't have to worry about the rest.
Let me handle it." Sister Rong thought for a moment and then hung up the phone.
Putting down the phone, Luo Tian smiled bitterly. He was originally here to protect this woman, but now he has caused trouble for her. It was still early, but Luo Tian couldn't sleep. He was thinking about the Tianchen BMW. I'm afraid those
The bastard comes back.
Luo Tian put on his clothes, took a pack of cigarettes, went out of the basement, found a curb, sat there, and looked at the car. It was impossible not to be depressed at all. The couple who returned late at night looked at Luo Tian
Tian seemed to be looking at a fool and felt even more depressed.
"It's useless and it's not good to mess with anyone. Why do you have to go to that woman's place to cause trouble? Don't you know she is Huang San's person?"
In a luxurious villa in the South Block, a man in his fifties, with a square face and big ears, wearing a gray suit, was sitting there scolding a young man.
The young man is Nan Chunhua, and this man in his fifties is Nan Chunhua's father, Nan Huolong, the chairman of Nantian Group. He just came back from the company when he heard about his son and saw what happened to him.
The men with bruised noses and faces couldn't help but get angry, "Pei Rong, Pei Rong, you know clearly that he is my son, but you still do such a heavy hand. Do you really think that Huang San is protecting you and you don't dare to touch you?"
Pei Rong is exactly the name of Sister Rong.
"Dad, we can't just let this matter go. This bitch asked someone to beat me in the hotel. That would be a slap in your face. Our Nantian Group has never suffered such a big loss in Dongchang. Come on, you don't have to mess around."
Now, if you can't do it anymore, tell the police and arrest this couple." Nan Chunhua hated and feared Luo Tian, so of course he blamed all this incident on Sister Rong. After all, Sister Rong was
A person with status, and Luo Tian is just her younger brother at best.
"What the hell, do you think the public security bureau is run by our family? Do you think favors are so easy to owe? You bastards do all sorts of things in my name all day long!" Nan Huolong looked at his frustrated son and scolded him coldly.
road.
"You are my father." Nan Chunhua muttered dissatisfiedly.
"You." Nan Huolong stared, and Nan Chunhua was so frightened that he didn't dare to complain. He knew my temper. Every time he caused trouble, he would scold himself, but he would still wipe his ass afterward.
Who calls himself his son?
Sure enough, Nan Huolong took a deep breath, stood up from the sofa, and took two steps back and forth.
"Don't worry about this matter, don't make a fuss. Huang San is the boss of the South Street District. All religions and professions should give him some face. After all, we are doing business, and harmony is the most important thing. Don't worry about it. Let me take care of it."
Let's deal with it, I believe Huang San still gives face."
Nan Huolong hammered the final note. Although Nan Chunhua felt a little willing, he didn't dare to do anything. After all, he did something wrong at Qunying Nightclub and insulted Sister Rong. Today, he led others to smash other people's cars, just twice.
He didn't even take advantage. He was chased by someone and ran away like a lost dog. This made Nan Chunhua unable to swallow this breath. However, due to the majesty of his father, he did not dare to object. After all, he left his father.
, he is not even a fart.
After dismissing his subordinates, Nan Chunhua went upstairs, making phone calls as he walked. He didn't know which woman he was calling, and his words were as obscene as they were, and his expressions were as obscene as they were.
Looking at this bastard, Nan Huolong in the living room downstairs sat down on the sofa with a black face. Nan Chunhua didn't know the strength of Huang San. Did he know that he was the boss of the underground forces in the Dinan neighborhood?
, the king, is also a guy who eats people without spitting out their bones, and he is black.
Of course, Nan Huolong is not a fuel-efficient lamp. The dignified chairman of Nantian Group also knows many people, and he still has a backer behind him. This backer is Jia Qibei, the director of the Public Security Bureau. Relying on this relationship, Nan Huolong
There was a lot of trouble here, and it was precisely because of this that his son Nan Chunhua dared to act so unscrupulously, causing trouble for himself.
At the door of the rich man's basement, Luo Tian finished smoking the last cigarette in his cigarette case. It was already dawn. He stood up and twisted his aching waist. The morning dew wetted his hair, making him look more stylish.
In the morning, the landlady got up to clean the door, and Luo Tian walked by.
"Auntie!" Luo Tian called politely.
"Oh, you scared me to death. You got up so early. Is something okay?" The landlady was startled. She spoke with a strong northern accent and scolded her, then looked at Lin Feng with a smile.
"Well, I'm going out to have breakfast. Could you please help me take a look at the car?"
"Oh, what about this? I thought you were going to check out. The car is in this state, why are they still here to smash it?" Auntie thought to herself, but she still smiled and happily agreed. She couldn't afford to offend Heisehui, this bastard.
I can't afford to offend him, he's so capable of beating me.