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Chapter 920

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This world was different from the future. After being here for a few years, Li Yi gradually understood some principles.

For some people, if you tried to reason with them, they would act like a hooligan. If you tried to reason with them, they would act like a hooligan. If you tried to reason with them, they would act like a hooligan. If you tried to reason with them, they would be even more of a hooligan than you …

To deal with this kind of hooligan, there was no need to talk about reason or the law. Directly flipping the table was the best choice.

It was like playing chess with a tsundere loli. It didn't matter who won or who had the advantage. As long as she used her ultimate killing move, the universe's invincible Howling Celestial Dog, or the contestants turned into the referee and declared that they would win, the game would be over.

Similarly, influenced by the tsundere loli, Li Yi didn't want to continue playing with the Cui Family.

It was better to directly flip the table. With an old hooligan like Xu around, who would be more of a hooligan?

"Sir, is the soup ready …" The tsundere loli sat in the courtyard, anxiously waiting.

Li Yi collected his thoughts and opened the lid of the clay pot. He picked up a spoon and tasted it. He turned around and said, "It's ready, it's ready …"

Liu Meng.

Dozens of people respectfully stood in an open space. They looked at a sloppy old man in front of them. Their faces were filled with excitement. They bowed and said, "We will follow Senior's orders!"

The sloppy old man turned his head and signaled. Someone had already handed them a piece of paper.

His face darkened and he said coldly, "Look carefully. Tonight, you will see these names. Don't leave out a single one!"

"Understood!"

Everyone bowed and their voices resounded throughout the drill ground.

Qin Manor.

The servants of the Qin Clan watched as a drunk figure walked into the mansion. They glanced at him and then looked away. They were already used to Fifth Lord's behavior.

But the strange thing was that he usually had a man supporting him. Today, he came back alone.

Qin Yan walked out of the hall. He found it hard to calm the melancholy in his heart.

Qin Yu had already disappeared for almost a month. In this month, not a single piece of news had been sent back. Within the capital, he had asked everyone he could think of, but there was still no news at all. At this point, he finally had a bad premonition in his heart.

This wasn't like the unfilial son's personality, and it didn't make sense. It was as if he had completely disappeared from this world. Not only could the Qin Family not find him, but even the government and the Secret Intelligence Agency couldn't find him …

Although he didn't know his son that well, he knew very well that he didn't have the ability to hide so well that even the Secret Service couldn't find him.

He was already depressed, and when he saw the drunken figure walking over, he was naturally even more annoyed.

"You went to drink again. Look at you now, you don't look like a human at all!"

The Fifth Lord of the Qin family raised his head, looked at him solemnly, and said, "Brother, I actually don't like it when you say that about me."

Qin Yan's eyes widened. This was the first time in recent years that he had seen his Fifth Brother talk back to him. He pointed at him and said in disbelief, "Look in the mirror, look at yourself. I'm doing this for the sake of the Qin Family's face. You, you still dare to talk back!"

"Face?" Fifth Lord Qin laughed mockingly, and said, "Don't deceive yourself and others. What face does the Qin Family have left? The Qin Family's face was not lost by me, but by you people …"

Qin Yan's face revealed anger, pointed at him, and said, "How much did you drink tonight … Bastard, bastard, you dare to say such words, do you still have any manners?"

Qin He looked at him seriously, shook his head, and said, "Rules … Don't be naive, rules are meant to be broken. If worst comes to worst, I'll just flip the table and not play anymore …"

He muttered, and then said, "Also, I don't like it when you call me — bastard."

Bang!

Qin Yan's body flew back into the room, knocking over several tables and chairs.

Qin He rubbed his forehead, and muttered, "I'm really a bit drunk, I can't even control my hands and feet. Wu Er, why aren't you helping Fifth Lord … Wu Er …"

After saying these two sentences, he nodded in understanding. "Oh, Wu Er is gone …"

"He's coming, he's coming …"

A sturdy figure ran over from behind, and supported his swaying body. He looked at the Qin Family's servants at the side, and said angrily, "Are all of you dead people? What are you still standing there for, why aren't you going to help the Great Lord …"

… …

The capital was the richest place in the Jing Kingdom, and it was also the place where the nobles and officials gathered the most.

In the same city, there were poor commoners who didn't know the next meal, and were worried about their livelihood. There were also high officials who were fish in the day, and had fun at night.

The two regions, one in the north and one in the south, were like two completely different worlds.

In the southern district of the capital, in a luxurious mansion.

The naked middle-aged fatty had just climbed down from the body of the seventh concubine he married a few days ago. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, and inadvertently glanced at him. The sweat that he had just wiped off came out again.

But this time, it was cold sweat.

His body trembled a few times, and he looked at the cloaked figure sitting at the table in the middle of the hall, and said with a trembling voice, "You … you … you … who are you?"

"Is it over?" A surprised voice came from under the cloak. "That's a bit fast … your kidneys aren't working, right?"

As the voice fell, two figures slowly walked over. One of the figures glanced at the naked woman on the bed a few times.

The other person beside him coughed lightly. "Watch your discipline."

That person immediately retracted his gaze, and with a flick of his toes, the quilt that had fallen to the ground flew up to the bed, and covered the woman's body.

The woman had long been scared pale, but the middle-aged fatty pretended to be calm. He pointed at the two people and asked, "You … who are you? What do you want? Do you know who I am?"

One of them waved his hand and said, "Han Dayuan, you've committed a crime. Come with us."

"Han Dayuan?" The middle-aged fatty was stunned, and said, "I … I'm not Han Dayuan …"

"What?" That person was stunned, and he asked, "Isn't this the Han Residence?"

The middle-aged fatty said timidly, "This is the Han Residence, but the Han Dayuan you're talking about lives in the Han Residence next door …"

Between the two of them, one of them took out a portrait, and after looking at it carefully, he cursed in a low voice, "Damn it, we've gone the wrong way …"

He glared at the person beside him, and then looked at the middle-aged fatty, and said, "I'm sorry, I've mistaken you for someone else. Sorry for disturbing you. You can continue, continue …"

The two of them walked out of the door, and when they closed the door, one of them turned back and whispered, "Eat more chives on a daily basis, it's good …"

"Claw thorn …"

Before the middle-aged fatty could finish his sentence, he felt a sharp pain in his neck, and his entire body went limp and fell onto the bed.

The woman wanted to open her mouth to scream, but her vision also went black, and she lost consciousness.

Not long after, in the house next door, a middle-aged man curled up at the foot of the bed, and looked at the two people in the room in horror. He said with a trembling voice, "You … who are you? What are you doing here?"

A black shadow in the room asked in a deep voice, "Are you Han Sanyuan?"

The middle-aged man felt relieved, and he shook his head and said, "No, no, you've got the wrong person. I'm Han Dayuan …"

"That's right." A person walked forward and tapped his neck lightly. The middle-aged man was horrified to find that his body could no longer move.

The figure hidden in the cloak said coldly, "Han Dayuan, you've committed a crime. Come with us!"

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