Chapter 37: You don't kill him, I'll kill you

  After a while, when Yang Qing's mother came in after finishing cooking, Yang Qing asked for her opinion again, and it turned out that her idea was exactly the same as Yang Qing's father.

  Originally thought that after becoming rich, can let parents enjoy good fortune, who knows satisfying parents' requirements is too low, these payoffs for him are just a drop in the bucket.

  Since his parents were unwilling to move away from here, Yang Qing could only focus on those furniture and appliances, giving his parents a more comfortable living environment.

  However, this time when buying furniture and home appliances, Yang Qing did not plan to take his parents with him. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to buy anything expensive at all.

  After lunch, Yang Qing said goodbye to her parents and drove into town.

  After browsing around Furniture City and Home Appliances City, Yang Qing chose a set of furniture that looked pretty good and a new set of home appliances, which added up to tens of thousands. After paying the money, Yang Qing left his home address and had them deliver the goods.

  Afterwards, Yang Qing did not stay in the city and drove directly back home.

  Yang Qing had just driven home and was about to enter the gate when he saw a large crowd standing beside it. His expression changed immediately, wondering if something had happened at home?

  He immediately got off the car, then took out three talismans, slapped them on himself, and with a wave of his hands, directly parted the crowd in front of him.

  "Hey, who's this? What are you squeezing?"

  "Ah...... stepped on my foot!"

  Yang Qing pushed with one hand and directly knocked down five or six people, but he didn't care at all, his face cold as he continued to push the people blocking his way to the side.

  The crowd, who had some complaints, saw Yang Qing's icy face and didn't dare to speak again, all of them voluntarily made way for him.

  Pushing through the crowd, Yang Qing saw a dozen or so young men with bare arms and tattoos on their bodies, holding machetes and iron rods, standing around idly, occasionally taking a drag on their cigarettes.

  Yang Qing soon saw his parents, who were standing at the gate, looking angrily at the young people. He hastily ran over a few steps and asked urgently: "Dad, Mom, are you okay?"

  "Don't worry, we're fine!" Yang Deshui patted his son's hand reassuringly.

  Seeing that his parents were fine, Yang Qing finally put down his heart and let out a gentle sigh of relief.

  "Are you Yang Qing?"

  Just then, a loud and piercing voice reached Yang Qing's ears.

  Yang Qing turned around and saw a young man with tattoos all over his body, carrying ** on his shoulders, looking at him with a fierce expression. Standing next to him, Gao Qiufeng, however, avoided Yang Qing's gaze.

  "That's right, I am Yang Qing." Although Yang Qing was furious in his heart, his voice was very calm.

  "It's better that it's you, Gao Qiufeng is your uncle, right? He owes me Yan Qiu 400,000 yuan, so you can just pay for him?" The young man waved the hunting rifle in his hand and said lazily.

  "You usurers, are you looking for whoever has money to ask them for it? Gao Qiufeng owes you money, what do you want from me?" Yang Qing looked straight into Yan Qi's eyes and said calmly.

  Yan Qi didn't say anything, he just turned his head and looked at Gao Qiu Feng with an unfriendly gaze.

  "Yang Qing, you drive such a good car, but you won't even lend me 400,000 yuan to pay off the debt. Are you going to just watch me get killed and do nothing?" Feeling threatened by Yan Qi's gaze, Gao Qiu Feng immediately became anxious, his eyes turned red as he loudly shouted at Yang Qing.

  Yesterday evening, when Gao Qiufeng returned home, he was blocked by Yan Qī and his gang at the door. At that time, they wanted to cut off one of Gao Qiufeng's arms.

  Gao Qiu was forced to say that he had a nephew who was very rich and could help him pay off the 400,000.

  Although Yan Qi also understood that even if Gao Qiu Feng really had such a nephew, he would definitely not be willing to lend him money, otherwise he would have returned the money long ago.

  However, Yan Qi still decided to go with Gao Qiu Feng to find Yang Qing. Their lending at usury was for money. If they couldn't get back the principal and interest, it would be useless even if they killed Gao Qiu Feng.

  Yan Qi just wanted to force Yang Qing to pay back the money for Gao Qiu Feng, as for how Gao Qiu Feng and Yang Qing would settle their affairs, he didn't care.

  "Yang Qing, I heard from Gao Qiufeng that you drive an Audi Q5. Taking out 400,000 shouldn't be a big problem for you, right? If you don't pay him back, I'll have to cut off his hand. When the time comes, you'll get splattered with blood."

  Yan Qi smiled and said, but his words revealed a hint of ruthlessness.

  "Go ahead and chop! This is exactly what I want. If you don't chop off his hand, I'll chop off your hand!"

  When Yan Qi heard Yang Qing's words, he was also stunned. He had originally thought that as long as he scared Yang Qing a little, he would honestly return the money to Gao Qiu Feng, but he didn't expect Yang Qing to react like this.

  "Yang Qing, you actually framed me, you deserve to die, I'm going to kill you!" Gao Qiufeng shouted and was about to rush towards Yang Qing, but was directly held back by the shoulders by two young men beside him.

  "High autumn wind, it seems that your arm must be broken today!" Yan Qi took over the chopping knife handed over by his younger brother on the side and kept gesturing on Gao Qiu Feng's arm.

  "Seventh brother, seventh brother, give me a little more time, I'll definitely raise the money to pay you back, give me a chance, seventh brother!" Gao Qiufeng begged with a panicked face.

  "Xiao Qing, otherwise let's help him pay the money first! After all, he is our relative, if we see him die and don't save him, later on someone will definitely say something bad about us behind our backs."

  Yang Qing's mother pulled Yang Qing's arm and whispered, while speaking, her eyes glanced at the surrounding villagers.

  "Mom, it's okay, let them say what they want to say. Our family suddenly became wealthy, and many people were already jealous of us. Even if this hadn't happened, their mouths wouldn't have stopped anyway."

  Yang Qing turned around and comforted his mother.

  "Ah, Xiao Qing, be careful!"

  Yang Qing's mother suddenly turned pale and cried out in shock.

  At the same time, Yang Qing also heard the sound of a blade cutting through the air from behind him. He swung his right arm back and blocked the incoming attack, sending the chopping knife flying directly.

  Yang Qing turned his head and saw one of Yan Qi's younger brothers, who was now covering his right wrist with his left hand, looking at himself in shock.

  "Yan Qi, what do you mean?" Yang Qing asked coldly after sending his parents back home and turning around to look at Yan Qi.

  "You want me to cut off Gao Qiufeng's arm, I'll cut off his arm, but wouldn't that be a loss of face for me? Besides, my brothers and I came out this time, it's not good to let them return empty-handed. Yang Qing, I think you'd better pay back the money to Gao Qiufeng, after all, your family's position is quite memorable."

  Upon hearing Yan Qi's threatening words, Yang Qing had already mentally sentenced him to death. Anyone who threatened his parents shouldn't continue to exist in this world.