Dao Twelve stood up suddenly, when his daughter was not at home. He can let these people bully him, because he owes money, and it is natural for him to be beaten. As long as he can bear it, there is no need to fight back.

But in front of my daughter. Knife Twelve will never allow anyone to mess around.

"Have you thought it through? Are you really not leaving?" Dao Twelve said coldly.

Seeing Dao Twelve's angry face, those villagers felt guilty again.

Not to mention whether they can beat Dao Twelve, his size is enough to scare people.

"Is it reasonable for you not to pay back the money you owe? We have already called the police and will sue you at that time. I heard that the court will enforce it and lock you up."

"Yes, you just wait to be caught and locked up."

"Don't regret it, if you lock it up, no one will be able to take care of your daughter."

Dao Twelve frowned at the threats from the villagers. His daughter is his only relative. If he is locked in, will these people let her go?

"How much money he owes you, I paid it back for him." At this time. Han Sanqian came forward and said.

"five hundred."

"three hundred."

"One thousand and two."

...

The villagers couldn't wait to report the numbers, all of which were small amounts, which made Han Sanqian dumbfounded.

It's like a joke that the majestic master of black boxing, the sword twelve who has never been defeated, can't afford to pay such a small amount of money.

"I have 10,000 yuan here, you can divide it among yourself, and the rest will be regarded as interest." Han Sanqian took out 10,000 yuan and threw it to those people.

"Ten thousand yuan!"

"Look carefully, this money can't be fake, right?"

"This kid is so rich. How can he be a rich man?"

"Okay, let's go, don't act here, the money is real, don't you just see me driving a car, so you choose this time to ask for money?" Han Sanqian shook his head helplessly.

It shouldn't be the first time they have asked for debts. Why is their attitude so tough this time? It is precisely because I saw that Han Sanqian drives a good car, I hope that Han Sanqian can pay back the money for twelve dollars, so I am careful. How could it be possible to hide it from Han Sanqian.

Sure enough, after the villagers heard this, they took the money and quickly withdrew.

Dao Twelve didn't even look at Han Sanqian, and said, "Even if you help me pay back the money, I won't do anything for you."

"The king of the ring. He owes the villagers money, and it's still several hundred yuan. You won't be so miserable in the boxing ring, right?" Han Sanqian said with a smile.

"My daughter needs to be rich." Dao Twelve said flatly.

Han Sanqian couldn't help but laugh. This guy is so poor that his house is leaking. He actually wants to enrich his daughter. It seems that he is really good to his daughter. It is estimated that all the money earned from the boxing ring will be spent on the little girl.

"If you help me, I can give you more money, so that you can raise your daughter better. Is this a good thing for you?" Han Sanqian said.

"You don't understand, if you have nothing else to do, let's go, my daughter is going home soon, I don't want her to see strangers at home." The order to drive away guests with twelve strokes of the knife.

If Han Sanqian had left so easily, he wouldn't have visited today. JrNovels.com