Instead, he smiled and said, "Don't tell me, my tone of voice is exactly the same as your mother's. I really doubt that you are her."
Zhang Xiaolou became even more disgusted.
A middle-aged man in his forties or fifties actually asked an eighteen-year-old girl to marry him.
Crazy?
Furthermore, Zhang Xiaolou has no material pursuits at all.
She gritted her teeth and said, "You only make me feel sick. No wonder my mother looked down on you at first, because you are not worthy to compare with my father."
Wei Deyang's eyes narrowed and he seemed a little angry.
Wei Qinglong was afraid that his father would be angry, so he quickly scolded Zhang Xiaolou and asked Zhang Xiaolou to apologize to Wei Deyang for what he had just said.
Zhang Xiaolou hasn't spoken yet.
Instead, Wei Deyang began to scold his son, "You have no right to speak here, so shut up."
Wei Qinglong shut up angrily.
Wei Deyang looked at Zhang Xiaolou again, his tone obviously colder than before, "I asked you to marry me, not to ask for your opinion, but to tell you what I want to do. If you insist on not obeying, don't blame me for using
Zhang Qianhe was killed by various means."
"You can't do this, it's a crime!" Zhang Xiaolou said angrily.
Wei Deyang burst out laughing when he saw this.
He liked to see Zhang Xiaolou like this.
"Then make your own choice, either marry me or watch Zhang Qianhe die." Wei Deyang said with a smile.
The words just fell.
Another figure appeared next to Zhang Xiaolou.
Wei Deyang looked up and saw that this was a strange young man, at least he didn't recognize him.
Wei Qinglong whispered: "Dad, this is the Chen Jianghe I told you. He is Zhang Qianhe's assistant. The specific origin is not clear."
Wei Deyang looked at Chen Jianghe with a very contemptuous expression.
Chen Jianghe said in a deep voice: "Put away those dirty thoughts of yours and don't bother Xiaolou again, otherwise I won't let you go."
"Is it your turn to tell me what I do?" Wei Deyang sneered.
"Of course it's none of my business what you do, but if you make Xiaolou unhappy, it will naturally be my business." Chen Jianghe's attitude was very tough, which made Wei Deyang feel uncomfortable. Of course, Wei Deyang still did not treat Chen Jianghe
Treat it as one thing.
He smiled lightly and said: "Young man, don't be too arrogant, do you understand?"
Put down these words.
Wei Deyang and Wei Qinglong left the hospital.
After getting in the car, Wei Qinglong finally asked the doubts in his heart, "Dad, what should we do now? Zhang Qianhe made it clear that he has found a solution. Our previous method has failed."
"Didn't I tell you that no matter what happens, you can't be impatient?" Wei Deyang snorted coldly.
"Where is this?"
Wei Qinglong sat up straight and listened to Wei Deyang's teachings.
Wei Deyang's eyes flashed with coldness and he whispered: "So what if Zhang Qianhe finds a grandmaster for help? Is the grandmaster he finds comparable to ours? Ours was the number one person in the world back then. What Zhang Qianhe said
The grandmaster you are looking for is definitely no match for this master."
"But if we let the master deal with another grandmaster, is the master willing to do this? After all, the master is an ordinary ancient warrior, but the top being among the ancient warriors." Wei Qinglong was still puzzled.
"You don't understand this." Wei Deyang sneered.
"At first, this master was chased by people in the world and was seriously injured. Later, I accidentally rescued him, and he promised to help me several times in the future. However, no matter how strong the enemy was, he would not frown. So.
Said, in addition to dealing with our enemies, we need to be kind to others."
Wei Qinglong suddenly realized.
In this way, Zhang Qianhe is really doomed, so the Wei family can sit back and relax.
In the hospital corridor.
Before Zhang Xiaolou could recover from the nausea just now, Chen Jianghe said to her: "Xiaolou, you don't have to think too much about what just happened. I won't let anyone hurt you."
"Brother Chen, I'm actually not worried about myself, I'm just worried about my dad." Zhang Xiaolou said.
Just now, Wei Deyang dropped his harsh words and told Zhang Xiaolou to either marry him or let Zhang Qianhe die. This made Zhang Xiaolou very worried.
I always feel like I'm dragging my father down.
Chen Jianghe understood Zhang Xiaolou's worries, so he said again: "Don't worry about Uncle Zhang. As long as I am still here, Wei Deyang's conspiracy will not succeed."
Zhang Xiaolou shook his head.
He said with some frustration: "Brother Chen, I know you are very powerful. But I think it is not a good thing to bother you all the time. After all, you are only one person. You have to take care of Sister Jiang, and also protect my father and me."
Safe. I really don’t know how to repay you."
Chen Jianghe touched Zhang Xiaolou's head and said, "Some efforts do not require reward, do you understand?"
Zhang Xiaolou hesitated to speak.
"You are still young now, you will understand later." Chen Jianghe said.
Zhang Qianhe regards him as a relative, and Chen Jianghe will treat Zhang Qianhe and Zhang Xiaolou in the same way, so it is not a problem for him.
On the contrary, it is your own obligation.
Zhang Xiaolou wanted to ask something else, but Chen Jianghe had already entered the ward.
She pursed her lips and followed in.
At the same time, the Han family compound.
Han Wenzhe and Han Wenzhong were standing next to Han Songzheng, and the three of them looked at a middle-aged man standing in front of them.
When Han Wenzhe saw that the other party was not good-looking, he couldn't help but frown and said to Han Songzheng: "Father, is this really possible?"
"Why do I feel a little hung up?"
Han Wenzhong thinks so too.
Because the man in front of me seems to be a little stronger than ordinary people, but not too much.
I can't feel the absolute crushing power from him.
Han Songzheng frowned and said, "What do you two know? This is Yang Zhuofei, a disciple of Grandmaster Yuan. He is extremely powerful."
Grandmaster Yuan?
When the two heard this, they were both quite shocked.
The Grandmaster Han Songzheng refers to is Han Songzheng's old friend Yuan Changhe, who is a martial arts master-level existence.
The two of them had thought that the old man would invite Grandmaster Yuan here, so they were inevitably a little disappointed when they saw Yang Zhuofei.
"Hello, Master Yang. Nice to meet you." Han Wenzhe said.
When Yang Zhuofei saw Han Wenzhe's outstretched hand, he did not choose to shake hands with him. Instead, he snorted coldly and said: "There is no need to shake hands. Anyway, the two masters don't look down on a martial artist like me. I am here to serve as my master."
Come here and help the Han family get rid of the serious troubles in their heart."
This made Han Wenzhe very embarrassed.
Upon seeing this, Han Wenzhong immediately stepped forward and said to Yang Zhuofei: "Master Yang, do you really have the confidence to deal with that Chen Jianghe? As far as I know, Chen Jianghe is also very strong, at least a B-level master. In your words
In other words, it’s second-class.”
Yang Zhuofei laughed heartily.
"A mere second-class warrior can't even get into my eyes."
The voice fell.
Yang Zhuofei kicked a stone away from his feet.
The piece of rubble flew backwards instantly, punching a fist-sized hole in a wall in the backyard.