What?

The whole audience was quiet.

The Zhao family, including the old man, were crowded outside and listening to the noise, widened their eyes!

"You, you, are you sure?" The representative of the Zhao family stuttered: "One million hurts one?"

Chen Qingzhi revealed his account again: "Plus that hurt my wife beat me, I keep my word!"

Hey!

The Zhao family is ready to go, and now it is very developed.

"What are you afraid of? This kid is locked up here anyway. Will he dare to repent?"

"Yes, then let's go and test the injury!"

They returned to the main house excitedly, and several people couldn't wait to lift Zhao Laoqi out of bed!

Zhao Laoqi screamed in pain.

"Uncle Seven, please bear it, it's for the whole family!"

"Start with the teeth, aren't it all broken?"

So an old man took out paper and pen, and the other man held his cell phone to take pictures.

Count on broken teeth.

32 teeth!

The whole audience was beating faster.

"A tooth is considered a wound, how much is this?"

"Hey, I, I'll do it!"

"Grass, do you count it? It's too simple, 320,000!"

"Get out, you're idiot, it's 3.2 million!"

The Zhao family's mother screamed: "Everyone is ready, let our family calculate the only literacy!"

An old man with a goatee took out his abacus tremblingly, and then made a crackling operation, and finally slapped his thigh hard: "32 million!"

Grass, developed!

Really developed!

"Don't worry, there are still people who are injured by that stupid wife here!"

"Well, this is one."

“It’s 33 million!”

This money is too fast and too good.

The Zhao family still hasn't fulfilled their wishes.

The room was muttering.

Finally, the goatee winked, and a few young people on both sides pressed Zhao Laoqi hard.

Mrs. Zhao Laoqi was shocked: "What is this?"

"Auntie, you didn't notice it? No one knows how much injuries our seventh uncle has suffered, and that idiot doesn't know!"

"so……"

"So let Uncle Qi drink some wine and bear it. Let's secretly get a few more wounds here and make up 50 million, okay?"

That's of course good!

Except for Zhao Laoqi himself, everyone else applauded!

Soon, Zhao Laoqi's scream came from the room.

A sad cry.

He added 17 injuries to the Zhao family forcibly acted!

But human greed is so terrible.

Several Zhao family members were still staring at the dying Zhao Laoqi, wanting to add a few more injuries.

This injury is one million. Where can I encounter such a good thing again?

"You can't beat me anymore, you're really deadly when you hit me again!"

Zhao Laoqi's women knelt down and cried and begged.

"Add 10 more wounds and make up 60 million, so you can share the money then!"

So Zhao Laoqi screamed again.

At this time, these shameless people didn't notice it at all, and a drone outside was shooting.

Chen Qingzhi sat in the west room, looking at the real-time picture coming from his phone.

"Sir!" Han Biwei's pretty face appeared in the online video, but her face turned pale now.

"Han Biwei, have you been to work in the Golden Que Yin League? Why did you start to be responsible for the drone intelligence station?"

"I'm learning from CEO Tiance and happened to see the video of the drone!" Han Biwei swallowed and looked at Chen Qingzhi with fear: "You, you are such a devil. You actually made those people do such a thing!"

Through the drone, Han Biwei witnessed with her own eyes how the Zhao family took action against her family.

Chen Qingzhi snorted coldly: "I just gave them a choice. They could have chosen to ask for some money to help Zhao Laoqi treat his injuries!"

Han Biwei's voice trembled: "No, you have known this result for a long time, everything is in your calculation..."

Chen Qingzhi hung up the online video and called another phone call.

"Ah, Mr. Chen, are you looking for me?" The voice of Dog Brother came from the opposite side.

A gangster from the Thirteenth Gang of the Youth Club!

"Old dog, take your people to Qinghe Town! I've sent you the address. I have something to do!"
Chapter completed!