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Wang Bai didn't say much, causing Qi Jin to be extremely angry. He jumped down from the car, pointed at Wang Bai and scolded: "Scram, little baby, if you don't know how to speak, then shut up."

He didn't care what relationship Yang Xian had with this hoodlum, Wang Bai was clearly scolding him.

"Brat, do you believe that I will beat you until all your teeth fall out?"

Wang Bai turned over from the front of the carriage.

He waved his fist and smashed down at Qi Jin's face.

Looking at his weak and weak fist, Qi Jin felt angry yet funny at the same time. This person was simply a fool, he could not be bothered with superfluous words.

"Kid, don't run."

Wang Bai continued to shout out loud, "Brothers, come over quickly, we've saved the scene!"

A dozen or so people appeared out of nowhere. There were some with dyed hair, some with earrings, and some with baseball bats in tow. They were all street hoodlums.

Qi Jin did not expect Wang Bai to have so many helpers, so he anxiously took a step back, a distance away from the carriage.

These people didn't say much either. They surrounded and started fighting, completely disregarding the black and white.

Qi Jin quickly took a look. There were no experts, and just by relying on their numbers, they surrounded the ball with chaotic fists. The bat was raised, and smashed horizontally at the ball.

It seemed like these people fought frequently in order to subdue Qi Jin, not to put their lives on the line.

Qi Jin gradually relaxed. Even though he couldn't beat these people, he was only slightly injured.

He quickly dodged the bat with punches and kicks. In the chaos, he took a few kicks. After all, he was too close to avoid them.

The strong Qi Jin was still able to withstand a few small kicks, but the other lackeys were not feeling well. Qi Jin's fists were tough, his strength was high, as long as he was hit by one, he would immediately lie down, and would not be able to get up.

In fifteen seconds, all twelve lackeys had laid down, and every second, they looked like they were trying to crush someone dry. Everyone was dumbfounded, they did not expect Qi Jin to be so powerful.

Qi Jin did not want to cause trouble, so he ignored the hoodlums and threw down a stack of bills, which was approximately ten thousand yuan. He said: "This is your medical fees."

He had learned this from Shi Hongyun. After beating someone up, he had to leave. This wasn't the sort of thing a gangster would do. If one wanted to fight, they had to be rich, they could fight, they couldn't afford to fight, and they had no money to buy the bill.

Then, he jumped onto the car. Seeing that Yang Xian and her family were already on the car, she started the car and stepped on the accelerator.

When the car was driving out, Wang Bai shouted from behind in panic, "Don't even think about escaping, I know your family."

This was the first time she had seen Qi Jin fighting. Her boyfriend's strength in his punches and kicks made her very happy and had a greater sense of security.

Qi Jin said as he drove, "Hello Auntie, I'm Qi Jin. Hello little brother, are you going to school?"

He had only known Yang Xian for a short period of time and he had never heard her introduce his family members.

"Oh, hello. Are you Tender's boyfriend?"

Ye Jinhua retracted his gaze that was observing the interior of the carriage and replied.

Yeah, Yang Xian and I have only known each other for about three months, we fell in love at first sight, and our relationship is not bad.

Qi Jin was just a footnote to his relationship with Yang Xian. They had known each other for a long time, but they had settled in together a week ago.

In the countryside, they belonged to the Brightie Family.

"Are you brother-in-law?"

Yang Lihu was not afraid of strangers and said smilingly: "Brother-in-law, I'm in high school, staying at Zhenjiang. I can go home on Sundays."

The rest of the conversation was chitchat, asking each other about each other's origins and living arrangements.

After walking for a distance, Yang Xian shouted, "A Jin, let's buy some food to eat. There are not enough dishes at home."

"Alright, let's go back."

Qi Jin was not afraid of the hoodlums coming for revenge.

"There's no need to go back. Keep going forward. There's still a market a mile away."

Even though it was such a big space, it was still filled up by Yang Xian, who bought the most seafood. Qi Jin could also tell that Zhenjiang had the most seafood, and each store had a transparent glass pool filled with oxygen equipment. The pool was filled with fat crabs that were acting tyrannically, baring their fangs and brandishing their claws, staring at the customers they picked out.

There were also three or four types of shellfish that Qi Jin could not identify, nor did he know how to process them.

He ate processed seafood on the cruise ship.

After returning home, Yang Xian was busy cooking and cooking. Qi Jin thought that it was already too late, so he had to cook dinner around eight or nine o'clock. He said: "Let's go to the hotel to eat tonight."

The people of the Yang family rarely ate outside, they all looked at each other and didn't answer.

Yang Xian was not used to eating at a hotel. Previously, because she did not have money, but now that she had money, she could not change her habits in an instant.

"Let's go. Don't hesitate."

Qi Jin took his car keys and said: "Put on your jacket, it's cold outside."

The whole family sat in a carriage. Yang Lihu was young, agile, and adaptable, and was already used to such high class cars. Yang Changjiu was more reserved, and his body was more stiff.

When they arrived outside a hotel, Qi Jin parked his car and called for everyone to get off the car. Yang Lihu called out in a lively voice: "Brother-in-law, do you have money to pay?"

"Your sister is rich, but I'm not as rich as her. I'm relying on your sister to raise my sister."

Qi Jin joked.

The Yang family immediately looked at Yang Xian.

Yang Xian frowned: "My money was given to you, do you have any on hand?"

She thought that since Qi Jin had won so much money at the casino, he should have more money in hand.

"I've already given you all my money, all I have is pocket money."

Qi Jin still had a few million, but he didn't dare say it out loud, so he prepared to leave this money for his family.

"Brother-in-law, what do you do?"

Seeing that the situation wasn't good, Yang Lihu immediately changed the topic.

It seemed like the relationship between her sister and her husband wasn't that harmonious.

"I... with friends or something. "

It's hard to say when you look at things like this, especially in front of your elders. It's your job to be a hooligan.

Is investing a profession?

The Yang family didn't understand.

Yang Xian's eyes flashed, she did not reveal anything, she could not possibly say that her boyfriend was just looking out for him, it was too embarrassing.

Entering the hotel, Qi Jin immediately ordered ten dishes, and said to Yang Xian: "It's extremely smooth, with a new weather during the new year."

"Tsk, it's all flat. You can just make up a story."

Yang Xian's heart was in a mess, she did not have a stable job, even with money, she did not know how to change in the future, but she still kept it in mind when Qi Jin made up a story in front of her family.

Qi Jin did not think much of it, and said: "Stories also need a beginning and an end, as long as the ending is satisfactory, the process is not important."

"Is that money really mine?"

Yang Xian was more concerned about the ownership of the funds in her bank card.

"Well, of course it is."

Qi Jin said with confidence.

"What about your home?"

Yang Xian knew that Qi Jin still had his parents and family.

"They don't need to worry about being fed. They don't need too much money for now."

After pausing for a moment, Qi Jin spoke straightforwardly: "It's not a good thing to have too much money. I hope that you can make good use of it.

"I will pay attention to this question. How can you be so free and easy? How can you be so confident that you can leave over 800 million to me?"

Yang Xian really didn't understand his actions. No matter how friendly the two of them were, they wouldn't be able to give all of the eight hundred million to her. Every night, Yang Xian would feel very fearful in her heart, afraid that all of this was just a dream.

"I can only say that there is another reason. Most importantly, I believe that you will not disappoint me."

Qi Jin felt that he needed to give Yang Xian some information in advance. He wouldn't be able to hide what he had done forever.

"I hope you don't want to harm me."

Yang Xian muttered.

"Let the future speak for itself."

Qi Jin shrugged his shoulders. He was also someone who had not had a tomorrow today.

Entering the private room, Yang Changjiu immediately asked: "San-er, how much money do you have? Don't let me and your mother stay in the hotel to wash the dishes and pay for you. "

"How is that possible?"

Yang Xian was stunned, she was struck dumb by her father's words, and anxiously said: "The money in my bank card is enough for me to use in the hotel."

This woman was very scheming, she did not say how much money she actually had. This secret was only known to her and Qi Jin, and letting others know how much money was, it was not a good thing.

At the start, Yang Changjiu was a little more reserved, unable to let go of his hands and feet. After drinking three cups of wine, he became high-spirited, and spoke about his youthful past.

Only then did Qi Jin know that this future father-in-law had muddled his way through society before, but his skills were inferior to others. His tendons on his legs were cut off in a fiery battle, causing him to lose heart from then on.

He was just obediently farming at home to spend his days.

Yang Changjiu had been quiet for more than twenty years, and although he did not have much ability, he had raised a good daughter.

What he said the most was that he didn't want to mix in society and had no future.

If he died or was injured, no one would question him. All of the righteousness in the martial arts world was just a trick.

This was the first time Yang Xian saw his father being so impassioned. Turns out his father still had some unknown past, he thought of how Qi Jin was a hitman in a bar, a person that belonged to a gangster society.

He was at a loss.

Although Qi Jin had given her all the money, she was a woman. Not only did she need money, she also needed a firm shoulder, a family that was safe enough, and a future where she could live without any worries.

Qi Jin's heart was at peace. He was not really a gangster, and with his current identity as a cover, he was confident about his future.

People like Yang Changjiu just didn't know that society was dangerous. After suffering a loss, they would immediately become afraid and treat them as hoodlums.

The waves of the Yangtze River pushed forward, and the waves of the former died on the beach.

A generation of the old was replaced by a new generation of the new. The current society was no longer the same as before.

People like Wang Bai could not do much, and the underworld characters in the capital had also changed their ways. They cleaned white while doing underworld business, and it was not easy for even the police to find any illegal acts.

These people are the real gangsters.

With benefits as an objective, loyalty was subordinate to the product. Money was the most important thing. With money, the world could let me roam freely.

For example, when the Dong Clan abandoned Luan Fengjin at a crucial moment, it was just an example. For example, when the Dong Clan abandoned Luan Fengjin at a crucial moment, it was an example.

Long Yun could not be considered as a good leader as well. After sending his subordinates to kill Qi Jin, they failed, and under the pressure of Shi Hong Yun's manipulation, they still took the initiative to make peace and avenge their little brother.