Seeing that Chen Qiye was really walking away, the seven or eight students stopped discussing and were stunned.

They are all Jin Xin's followers, and they are classmates. Now that the boss has something to do, he has no idea for a moment.

"Do you want to tell Teacher Shen about Brother Xin?" Ma Pengxiang said worriedly.

"Ma Pengxiang, are you fucking sick? Tell Chen Qiye what to do? Can he understand a bird egg? He understands society?" Liu Zhuang said disdainfully.

Ma Pengxiang said weakly, "But Brother Xin's affairs are a bit tricky."

"No matter how difficult it is, it is not something that a life teacher can manage. We are so afraid of so many balls." Liu Zhuang greeted the security guard at the access control and rushed out first.

He has the best relationship with Jin Xin. When something happened to Jin Xin, he was more anxious than everyone else.

Look at the rest of the people, you don’t want to gain a reputation of being unfaithful, otherwise you will not be able to get into a mess at Wuhua Middle School in the future.

Ma Pengxiang gritted his teeth and followed, but when he passed by the security booth, he silently recited Chen Qiye's number in case of any need.

Shangyi Street, the old street in Wuhua in the 1950s, is about a thousand meters away from the school. This area is full of old houses waiting to be demolished. It has been emptied. It is already night now, and there is not even a ghost in this area, but Liu Zhuang and others plunged in.

Liu Zhuang first entered Guan Gong Temple. When he saw Jin Xin's appearance, he immediately shouted: "Brother Xin, why are you beaten like this?"

When Ma Pengxiang and others saw Jin Xin's miserable nose and swollen face, they also glared at the big men opposite Jin Xin.

"Brother Hua, did you beat us boss like this?"

"Damn it, you didn't come to Brother Xin to ask for money. We are your financial backers. This is how you treat God."

"Yes, how much does it cost? Just say it, what does it mean to do it."

Liu Zhuang and Ma Pengxiang, seven or eight boys, stood in a row, looking directly at the four people in the room. Now waiting for demolition, it has become the point where Wuhua rich second generation contacts the new party.

Jin Xin answered a call and went out, saying that the people from the new door had to settle the previous accounts, but who knew that they were actually against Jin Xin's opponent.

They were all mingled with Jin Xin. The boss was beaten, how could they swallow this?

"A group of little bastards are quite loyal to the world."

Brother Hua is the man who surrounded Chen Qiye. He is the little leader of the new door and is specialized in the business of bars and schools. He is nicknamed Brother Hua.

Brother Hua sneered: "Okay, as long as you pay all the money, I will apologize to Brother Xin. Is this the whole thing?"

Liu Zhuang and Ma Pengxiang looked at each other. They were Jin Xin's left and right hands. Now that the boss is being beaten, they should have made a standout. Moreover, among these people, their family is also a few million, and they are most qualified to negotiate with the flower-armed man.

Liu Zhuang looked directly at the flower-armed man and said, "Brother Hua, tell me a number."

"Five hundred thousand." Brother Hua said sneered.

"Five hundred thousand?"

Everyone screamed in dismay. No wonder Jin Xin was beaten. 500,000 yuan was not afforded by their students.

Although Jin Xin is known as the second generation of rich people, his family has assets of tens of millions, but if he spends tens of millions of miles, his fixed assets will only be millions after deducting loans. It is impossible for their family to give them hundreds of thousands of living expenses every month.

Jin Xin turned his back and said that such a thing would damage his eldest brother's image.

Ma Pengxiang looked at Brother Hua and said, "Brother Hua, your asking price is too high. We just let you teach the next life teacher a lesson. You can buy a BMW 5 Series for 500,000 yuan."

With a puff, the three big men with dragon-patterned bones burst into laughter.

"How much money can that life teacher be worth? It can be considered a fraction of the 500,000 yuan."

"You Brother Xin, it's natural for us to borrow money and pay back the money if we owe debts."

"Aren't you all called rich second generations? Now you have eight people here, 500,000. For the eight of you, it's just a little bit. Just get it together."

"Yes, if you don't give this money today, don't think you can leave Guan Gong Temple."

Brother Hua looked down on them too highly. Except for Jin Xin, who is a rich second generation, the remaining students are poor students, and the only ones who are truly rich are Liu Zhuang and Ma Pengxiang.

Jin Xin was beaten up, which means that he couldn't afford to pay back the money, which means that the remaining money was all up to the two of them, which made the pressure on them sharply increase.

Ma Pengxiang looked at Jin Xin and asked, "Brother Xin, how much did you borrow from Brother Hua?"

Jin Xin said in his eyes with fire: "100,000."

Liu Zhuang swears directly: "Brother Hua, our Brother Xin just took care of you for 100,000 yuan. You fuckingly asked us for 500,000 yuan, you are blackmailing!"

Brother Hua winked at a small flat head next to him. He rushed over, punched Liu Zhuang in the lower abdomen, and knocked him to kneel on the spot.

Brother Hua shook his head and sneered, "You can eat food randomly, but you can't talk randomly. It's natural to pay back the money if you owe debts. But you didn't know that your eyes saw me blackmailing."

Ma Pengxiang and others' eyes shrank suddenly. They were preparing to rob him. He secretly reached behind his back.

Although their number is twice that of the other party, Liu Zhuang is the one who is the best at hitting the group of people. He can't stand someone else's punch. How dare these people be tough?

After all, they are just young people, and the flower-armed man is a mixed society, and the right and wrong are judged immediately.

Just one punch scared all of them.

"Brother Hua, if you have anything to do, I borrowed the money, no matter what my brother's business." Jin Xin recovered and stood in front of Liu Zhuang and said.

"Hahaha, brother? How much is it worth today?"

"You ask Brother Hua, if he has no money, how many of our brothers will be with them?"

"If you know the truth, please pay back the money quickly, otherwise you will all be wanted to leave."

The three gangsters laughed despicably, the little flat-headed person who could beat the most, and even stepped forward and patted Jin Xin on the face. He looked like he was very good. If you don’t pay back the money, I really dare to kill you.

Brother Hua looked at Jin Xin and said, "Brother Xin, it's only 500,000 yuan. Your family is a millionaire. Don't make it difficult for brothers to do it."

Jin Xin took a deep breath and said, "Brother Hua, give me some time. I will take some time to get the 500,000 yuan."

Brother Hua asked, “How long?”

Jin Xin thought for a while and said, "One month."

Five hundred thousand, an ordinary family may not be able to save for ten years, but Jin Xin only said one month, which shows that his family is favored.

"good!"

A strange arc rose from the corner of Brother Hua's mouth: "I'll give you a month, but I'll calculate your interest this month's price of 300,000, that is to say, in a month, I will receive 800,000."

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Jin Xin, Liu Zhuang, Ma Pengxiang and others were almost exploding.

Although they are still young, their families are all doing business and are very sensitive to money. They immediately settled the accounts, which is a pure blackmail.

"Cao, Brother Xin, they are eating us."

"Yes, you must not agree to this."

"At worst, I'll fight with them. There are only four of them, and we have eight of them. I'm afraid they'll be fucked."

Whose youth is not passionate? The flower-armed man is so cruel that everyone is suddenly passionate and ready to fight.

Jin Xin's forehead was bulging with blue veins, his fists were clenched, and he was preparing to fight desperately.

With a few swishes, the three little brothers behind the flower-armed man took out a one-meter-long watermelon knife from behind, and they were about to see blood!

Liu Zhuang was cowardly, Ma Pengxiang was cowardly, and Jin Xin's fist clenched tightly suddenly relaxed.

"Fight with me? Jin Xin, you are too young."

Brother Hua tilted his head and slashed Jin Xin on the thigh with a knife. A group of boys suddenly screamed.

"Ahhhhh, it's dead."

"Don't cut me off, don't care about my business."

"Yes, my family runs a small supermarket. I don't have any money at all, so don't cut me."

Eight boys were scared and four of them were pissed, but Jin Xin was completely frightened and stood there blankly. He thought his legs were gone, but when he looked down, he was stunned.

Because of his legs, there is nothing wrong with them.

"A bunch of cowards, how dare you call yourself brother?"

Brother Hua slapped the back of the knife on Jin Xin's face and said hilariously: "Jin Xin, this knife has never been opened, but next month, if I don't receive 800,000, I want your leg just now."

"Let's go!"

With a wave of his hand, the man with flower arm led the three little brothers and strode outside. However, a black shadow walked in from outside at the door, directly blocking the way of the group of people.
Chapter completed!