Princess, I am really a good person

Chapter 53 Debt Collection

"What are you doing?" Zhou Mingyi frowned. The smell of gangsters on them made him very uncomfortable.

"What are you doing? Debt collector!" the fat gangster said arrogantly.

"Tell that bitch Yang Hong to come out!"

Yang Hong heard the sound in the kitchen and came over.

When she saw the three men coming, her face suddenly turned cold.

"What are you doing here? I should have paid off my debt this month."

"You still paid for that? We told you last month that the interest was increased by four points, and what you gave us was only enough to pay back half of it!" the fat man yelled.

"This is the third time you have increased interest!"

"So what? The money we owe is ours. We can add it as much as we want. It's all written in the contract. I'm telling you, if we don't pay off the money today." He looked at the lamp on the table to one side. He picked it up and dropped it to the ground.

"We'll smash your broken house down!" he roared.

"If you make trouble here again, I'll call the supervisory team!" Yang Hong blushed angrily and shouted loudly.

"Calling someone? Are you still justified in not paying back the money you owe?" The fat man raised his finger and yelled at her, then grabbed the water glass on the table and tried to smash it down.

But the thrown water glass bounced back and hit his fat face. He howled, covered his face and fell to the ground.

"Why don't you like even a cup?" The water cup flew back to Zhou Mingyi's hand, and he looked at him coldly.

"Hello, you've found a thug, right? If you don't pay back the money, you're going to hit someone, okay." The fat man had a nosebleed on his face, and his sunglasses were broken and hung on his face, revealing his eyes that were narrowed into slits. He was angry. His face was flushed, but he did not take action directly.

"It's you who increased the interest arbitrarily, and now it's already five times the original contract!" Yang Hong shouted angrily.

"So what? Now you are the ones who made the first move," the fat man said with a malicious smile, as if his trick had succeeded, "I will tell Mr. Feng when I get back that you can't even save this shabby house now, so sleep with me." Let’s go to the street!”

"Master Feng? Which Master Feng." Zhou Mingyi frowned slightly, thinking of something.

"Feng Shaolin! Master Feng Shaolin of Shangfeng Heavy Industry! Now that you have offended him, you are finished, do you know that?" The fat man shouted to Zhou Mingyi.

"Oh, him." Zhou Mingyi suddenly realized,

"Hey, how are you? Are you scared?" The fat man said to him with a sneer.

Zhou Mingyi suddenly flew up and kicked the fat man in the face, sending him flying away.

His two men were frightened. One rushed to help him, and the other tried to argue with Zhou Mingyi, but was punched and sent flying.

"You can do it," the fat man shook his head and stood up, "It's unreasonable, right? Where do these barbarians come from? Huh?"

He covered his bruised and swollen face from being kicked, pointed at Zhou Mingyi and cursed.

"You still won't shut up?" Zhou Mingyi rubbed his fists and was about to step forward, but was pulled back by Yang Hong.

"No, they just want to make us angry and attack him, if they make a fuss about this matter." Yang Hong said to Zhou Mingyi anxiously.

"Haha," the fat man sneered, "we were all filming just now. The people from Mingtang beat people when they didn't pay back the money they owed. The evidence is all here. Now I see what you have to say."

He pointed at his accomplice who was recording the video, as if the plot had succeeded.

With a muffled sound, the water glass thrown out of Zhou Mingyi's hand hit the accomplice who was recording the video. He screamed and the camera flew away.

The camera was wrapped in telekinesis and flew to Zhou Mingyi's hand. He held the camera in his backhand and pointed his middle finger at the camera.

"Feng Shaolin, you old idiot*, pay me back, and I'll give your grandma a leg! Tell you, you sent a man over and I knocked him down on the ground and beat him up, and you want money. If you want money, I'll burn it next year Do you want tens of billions for me?"

"Okay, take it, the evidence you want." After scolding him, he threw the camera back into their hands.

"you"

Not only Yang Hong, but also Shana and Zuo Yunya behind her, as well as the Fatty group opposite, all looked at Zhou Mingyi's operation in stunned silence.

"Ha, ha, ha," the fat man laughed a few times, and then immediately jumped up:

"Damn it, I'm going to call someone over and kill you right now."

"What do you want to do?"

A cold voice came from behind them, Mu Yunfeng was back at this time.

Before Fatty and the others could say anything, Mu Yunfeng raised his hand and showed his ID: Beast Soul Army Tianzi Camp Deployment. The three fat men were stunned for a moment when they saw it.

The name of the Beast Soul Army is known to everyone in Tianshu. Anyone who comes out of this army must be at least the Qianhu level.

Let alone people from Tianzi Camp.

The fat man's anger suddenly deflated. He gritted his teeth and pointed back at Zhou Mingyi and the others.

"Wait, you will be finished sooner or later,"

After saying that, he ran away angrily with his men.

"Your name is quite useful." Zhou Mingyi said to Mu Yunfeng.

Mu Yunfeng ignored Zhou Mingyi and walked into the room. He first looked at Zuo Yunya who was hiding behind Zana.

"Are you injured?" he asked.

Zuo Yunya stuck out her head and glanced at him. She didn't say anything, but just shook her head.

"Next time they come, tell Uncle Shi and ask him to send someone over." Mu Yunfeng said to Yang Hong.

"It's useless," Yang Hong lowered his head, "Lin Qiu brought people here to warn them a long time ago, but they didn't care about that at all. They came to change a group of people at once, and this time..."

She looked at Zhou Mingyi with melancholy eyes.

What he did just now was to hand the knife directly into someone else's hand.

"Well, it seems like you owe a lot of money, right?" Zhou Mingyi coughed and said.

"It was owed when Hall Master Zuo left. At that time, Hall Master Zuo left too suddenly. The three ongoing cases in Ming Hall could not continue, so they could only pay liquidated damages to the owner. This is one of them. They were in the contract There are loopholes in it, so that the debts are constantly filled with water. Feng Shaolin's methods are too great, we can't do anything." Yang Hong sighed, sat down on the chair, put his hand on his forehead,

"If the debt cannot be repaid, then the only way to pay it off is to use the land deed from Mingtang. This is their real purpose."

"Sorry to involve you, but you were so irrational just now." Yang Hong looked at Zhou Mingyi and sighed again.

"It's just the debt, a trivial matter." Zhou Mingyi said with a relaxed look.

"Do you have any idea?" Mu Yunfeng looked over.

Zhou Mingyi didn't answer first, but looked at Zuo Yunya. The little hall master was still huddled behind Shana, looking very depressed.

"Zana, take Miss Yunya in first." He ordered.

"Oh, okay." Zana took Zuo Yunya's hand back to the room and closed the door.

"It's easy to get money. I have a way to get a house worth of gold." Zhou Mingyi said to Mu Yunfeng.

"What is it?"

Yang Hong also raised her head and looked at him.

"Grab." Zhou Mingyi said one word.

"Robbing?" Mu Yunfeng frowned, "Whose is it?"

"I'll rob whoever has money." Zhou Mingyi slapped the table.

"Feng Shaolin has money, so just rob him!"

Mu Yunfeng and Yang Hong looked at him for a few seconds, and then Yang Hong covered her face and sighed sadly.

"Are you kidding?"

"of course."

Zhou Mingyi raised the corner of his mouth and snapped his fingers at Mu Yunfeng.

"Xiao Yunzi, how much do you know about Huashan Museum?" he asked suddenly.

"Huashan Museum?" Mu Yunfeng didn't know why Zhou Mingyi suddenly asked this, but he still replied: "The largest museum in the Northern Forbidden City, which contains a large number of cultural relics and ruins of historical sites, and its management rights belong to Feng Shaolin."

"Yes, but do you know what Feng Shaolin is actually doing with the Huashan Museum?" Zhou Mingyi gave him a mysterious smile.

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