The little ancestor was addicted to develop a villain

Chapter 48 Gentle Uncle (48)

Ever since Gu Qingyan left, Shi Jiu couldn't recover, he sat in the living room and thought about how he had offended him.

While she was still in a daze, the door was knocked open, and a loud noise woke up Shi Jiu, who was still in deep thought.

Shi Jiu looked towards the door, and there was a group of people blocking the door, all wearing camouflage uniforms.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, and the group of people in camouflage uniforms separated, and an old man with a cane walked in from the middle.

Shi Jiu still sat motionless on the sofa.

After the old man entered the room, he sat down on the sofa opposite Shi Jiu. Shi Jiu glanced at him, with an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth: "It turns out that the Zhao family's family tradition likes to come uninvited." .”

Mr. Zhao was so angry that his face turned red from the ridicule, but he had no way to refute it, so he could only stare at Shi Jiu with a stiff face.

Shi Jiu tilted his head to look at Mr. Zhao: "You don't have to act as a statue there anymore, just speak up if you have something to say."

Mr. Zhao tightened his hand holding the crutch, and then slowly loosened it after a while. He sighed and said, "I came today because I hope you will take the initiative to leave Gu Qingyan."

The expression on Shi Jiu's face was still calm, but there was a slight sarcasm in his eyes: "Why?"

"How much do you want?" Mr. Zhao knocked his cane on the ground, his voice somewhat looked down on those who gave wine.

Shi Jiu probably understood what Mr. Zhao meant, he probably just felt that... There is no such thing as money and power.

The sarcasm in Shi Jiu's eyes was on the bright side, and even his face was full of sarcasm: "If it weren't for how pitiful you are still running about your granddaughter at such an old age, I wouldn't let you say anything, and I would give it to you." You throw it out, I gave you a chance to speak, why don't you know how to cherish it?"

"You! You have no manners!" Mr. Zhao's hand that pointed at Shijiu trembled slightly, and his crutches hit the ground heavily and urgently.

Shi Jiu sneered, and stared at him contemptuously: "Old man, it's your granddaughter who is uneducated. Didn't you teach her not to touch other people's things, because if they do, they are cheap?"

Mr. Zhao's eyes widened, his whole body trembled violently, his chest heaved violently, and his breathing was heavy, as if he was about to catch his breath.

The man in camouflage uniform who had been standing behind him quickly walked over two steps quickly, and took out a quick-acting heart-rescuing pill for Mr. Zhao while giving him some comfort.

After a while, Mr. Zhao slowed down, pointed at Shi Jiu and said weakly, "Take her away."

Shi Jiu raised his eyebrows, but still sat motionless, not paying attention to them at all.

A few people who were still standing quite far away quickly surrounded him, Shi Jiu's face became serious, and he unblocked the golden mouse in his mind.

As soon as the golden mouse was unshielded, it shouted anxiously: "Miss Shi! Be careful with them, they may have guns or something on them."

Shi Jiu hummed and stood up from the sofa.

Those people looked at each other, and the ones in front rushed towards her. Obviously, the other party wanted to use the crowd to subdue her quickly.

Mr. Zhao leaned on the sofa, looking like he was sure of winning.

But he never expected that those people were quickly subdued by Shi Jiu, and one was thrown out, hitting the person behind.

Mr. Zhao stood up in surprise, staring at Shi Jiu in disbelief, and it took him a long time to react and shout: "Give it to me together, no matter what method you use, you must take her back today!"

(End of this chapter)