Abandoned Youth

C827 Poor Zhang Jin



C827 Poor Zhang Jin

"Uncle knows me. Dad, give me your bank card. " Zhang Jin looked at Zhang Shui and chuckled. Zhang Huo was too lazy to talk to his son. He was currently discussing important matters with Zhang Shui and was not in the mood to educate his son.    

    

Zhang Huo took out his bank card and handed it to Zhang Jin. Zhang Jin smiled proudly and was about to leave when he suddenly said, "Oh right, Dad, Second Uncle. When I came in just now, I heard you guys talking about a guy called Lin Han. "    

    

Zhang Huo and Zhang Shui were stunned and asked, "What? You also know about Lin Han?"    

    

"Not only do you know him, I know him very well. " Speaking of Lin Han, Zhang Jin gritted his teeth and said.    

    

What? This son of his was actually an acquaintance of Lin Han. Zhang Huo was instantly delighted and hurriedly asked, "You really know Lin Han? The young man who has some connections with the Yao family. "    

    

Zhang Shui felt a little uneasy. He looked at Zhang Jin's expression and felt that something was not right. He didn't look like a good friend.    

    

On the contrary, there was a hint of hatred.    

    

"The one the Yao family's Yao Die likes should be that fellow! My leg was broken by him. I heard that the Yao family was looking for him everywhere. I didn't expect to meet him in Central State. That son of a b * tch was really arrogant. He was also very good at fighting. He directly broke my leg. "    

    

"But I won't let him go. I have already sent the news of Lin Han's arrival to the Central State to the Yao family. I'm afraid that the Yao family is currently searching for Lin Han everywhere. Hehe, he will definitely end up in a miserable state. "    

    

"Is this trash worthy of the young mistress of the Yao family in Central State?"    

    

Zhang Shui was stunned. His mind was filled with fear. Indeed, his nephew and Lin Han were not acquaintances, but enemies!    

    

Zhang Huo's hands were trembling. He could not believe what his son had done. He had actually provoked Lin Han and the God of Slaughter?    

    

Zhang Jin was in high spirits. He did not notice the expressions on his father and uncle's faces. Instead, he said arrogantly, "This time, I did not take the money out to race. I can't do it now either. I'm going to find someone to search for Lin Han for me. I want to teach him a lesson before the Yao family finds him. "    

    

"How dare you provoke me, Zhang Jin? I'll make him suffer a fate worse than death!" Zhang Jin said proudly.    

    

Zhang Huo and Zhang Shui were dumbfounded. Their minds were blank. They had never thought that Zhang Jin would provoke a god of slaughter like Lin Han.    

    

Furthermore, it was still not enough. Now, they had to find someone to teach Lin Han a lesson.    

    

"You vile creature!"    

    

Zhang Huo couldn't hold it any longer. He stepped forward and kicked Zhang Jin over. Without any pause, he took two steps forward and started punching and kicking.    

    

The maid who pushed Zhang Jin in was already scared silly. She didn't understand what was wrong with Zhang Huo, why did he suddenly push Zhang Jin to the ground and beat him up.    

    

Although she knew that Zhang Huo had always been disappointed in Zhang Jin's failure, the Zhang family was after all a rich and powerful family. Zhang Huo had never fought with Zhang Jin before.    

    

"Big brother, calm down. It's useless for you to fight Zhang Jin now. " Zhang Shui quickly went forward to stop his big brother and tried to persuade him.    

    

According to his big brother's fighting style, he would definitely beat Zhang Jin to death.    

    

"Second Uncle, stop him! This old man has gone crazy!" Zhang Jin struggled to sit up and hurriedly cried out in alarm.    

    

"Shut up, you've caused our deaths!" Zhang Shui also couldn't help but slap Zhang Jin's face with a backhand slap.    

    

Although Zhang Shui had a good temper and was more tolerant of his nephew, it was different this time. He had really created a huge disaster. The Zhang family might have been destroyed by this hedonistic son.    

    

"Let me beat this unfilial son to death!"    

    

Without Zhang Shui's obstruction, Zhang Huo immediately rushed forward and kicked Zhang Jin. He raised a chair and suddenly threw it at Zhang Jin.    

    

"Kacha!" Zhang Jin's leg, which had just been cast with plaster, was broken again.    

    

Compared to the various shocks in Central State, Lin Han was very calm. He accompanied Zhou Ruolan back to the village in the city.    

    

Initially, Sun Yunyi was prepared to follow them, but after receiving a call, she rushed back in a hurry.    

    

It was very obvious that the Sun family must have received the news as well. The commotion caused by Lin Han was too big. The Sun Family might already know that Sun Yunyi had always been by Lin Han's side.    

    

Perhaps the reason why the Sun family called Sun Yunyi back was because they wanted to know the specific situation.    

    

When Sun Yunyi and Lin Han appeared in the village in the city, the number of people who turned back immediately increased. This was a remote and backward place. How could they see such a pure and beautiful pair of men and women?    

    

The key was the clothes Zhou Ruolan and Lin Han were wearing. They had bought them at the business center last time, and they were branded with expensive brands. No one in the city village could wear such luxurious clothes.    

    

Moreover, they had a child by their side. This child's broken arm attracted their attention.    

    

"Lady Boss, can you please hurry up? Where's our beer?" A few men who were drinking urged.    

    

"It's coming, it's coming. " Zhou Ruolan's mother quickly said as she ran over with a box of beer in her arms.    

    

Lin Han and Zhou Ruolan had just arrived at the entrance of Zhou Ruolan's restaurant when they saw this scene. Looking at her mother's tired figure, Zhou Ruolan's eyes turned slightly red, and she felt a little sad.    

    

All these years, it was her mother who had been supporting this family. No one else could understand her mother's hardships and stress.    

    

When they saw Zhou Ruolan and Lin Han standing at the door, the group of customers who were eating were stunned. These two people were obviously children of rich families. Why did they come to such a small restaurant?    

    

Could it be that they were also here to eat?    

    

Zhou Ruolan's dishes were very good and cheap, so her business had always been good.    

    

Could it be that the reputation of this restaurant was already so great that it attracted this kind of rich second generation to come here to eat?    

    

Looking at the customers who were all stunned, Zhou Ruolan's mother also followed their gaze and was instantly stunned.    

    

She naturally knew Lin Han. She had also met the child with the broken arm once.    

    

But this girl, Zhou Ruolan's mother couldn't react in time. She naturally knew this girl. However, she could not believe it. Was this really Zhou Ruolan?    

    

"Mom. " Zhou Ruolan called out. Only then did Zhou Ruolan's mother believe that this was really her daughter.    

    

Although her appearance had not changed at all, her temperament had changed dramatically. At this moment, Zhou Ruolan was like a peerless beauty, causing Zhou Ruolan's mother to find it hard to believe.    

    

"Auntie. " Lin Han also took the initiative to call out to her.    

    

"Ruolan, didn't Sun Yunyi say that you were injured? Are you alright now? " Zhou Ruolan's mother suddenly remembered that Zhou Ruolan was injured and quickly asked.    

    

"Yes, it's just a small injury. She's completely recovered. " Zhou Ruolan nodded and said.    

    

At this time, someone urged them to quickly serve the dishes. Lin Han smiled faintly and took the initiative to walk forward. He carried the stir-fried dishes to the person.    

    


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