Although the little man's eyes were confused and did not look like a spy sent by the Qi family, Qi Yan was still very vigilant. He clamped the boy's chin with his thumb and forefinger vigorously and planned to interrogate him.
Qi Yan was so strong that his bones were about to be crushed. The little boy frowned, and there was a slam in his little mouth. There was a strong and sharp pain, which soon forced tears out.
The little boy stared silently at the man's cold eyes with tears in his eyes.
After making the child cry, Qi Yan immediately let go of his hand.
The two looked at each other for a while. Before Qi Yan could compromise first, the little boy drooped his eyelids, tilted his little head, leaned on his shoulder, and fell asleep.
Qi Yan tried to tear the person off, but after the little guy slept, he was more tightly tangled and he couldn't tear it off.
Qi Yan can deal with all kinds of pestering guys in the mall and on the road, but he can't deal with the pestering little guy in his arms. He doesn't know what's going on, so he feels a little helpless in the face of this gadget.
He looked at the pistol next to him and the little boy who was drooling in his arms. If it was something he didn't like, he would have shot it directly.
Qi Yan silently received the gun in the box, picked up the little boy's buttocks and took it to the bedroom.
Qi Yan didn't sleep this night, because the soft body in his arms disturbed his mind. In addition, the little guy liked to suck his fingers when he slept, making a squeal sound from time to time.
As long as there is a little noise around him, Qi Yan, who can't sleep peacefully, has no choice but to open his eyes and look at the ceiling.
The little boy's sleeping appearance is very good. He won't twist around, but he will rub his face everywhere.
Qi Yan was rubbed against the boy's smooth little face. If he didn't move the little guy away, he would take out a real gun and aim at the little guy.
Finally, Qi Yan used tough means to take the pestering little guy aside.
But his arms were empty, and Qi Yan actually felt a little cold and lost.
The next day, Qi Yan received a phone call from his men early in the morning, who asked him to come forward to settle the problem of compensation for fishermen.
Qi Yan cleaned up a little, then went out and drove to Repulse Bay, where there was an undeveloped beach. Originally, it was planned to build a bathing beach, but the nearby residents demanded to pay a large amount of compensation for them first on the grounds of disturbing the ecology of the sea.
As soon as the developer arrives there, the residents will drive away with sticks. If they don't pay, they are not allowed to engage in development. Qi Yan's men can't help but get rid of these arrogant and unreasonable good people.
In fact, Qi Yan has already given the money to buy the land, but this group of residents thought it was not enough, so they made trouble collectively and wanted to get more compensation.
After Qi Yan parked the car, his Kunzi saw it and immediately came over to report: "Master Qi, Brother Sheng Zi was injured by those residents and has now been sent to the hospital."
Qi Yan put on a vinyl gloves and asked blankly, "Who will do it first?"
"Brother Sheng Zi just said a few words, and the residents tied him up and beat him. The police didn't care about it."
The law doesn't blame the public, and the police can't control the people in a village. It's impossible to arrest them all.
Kunzi felt very aggrieved when he talked about this. They got a good name on the road, but now the good people are bullied. The key is that there is nothing they can do.
Qi Yan lit a cigarette, calmly spit out the smoke ring and asked, "Did you only hurt Sheng Zi?"
"There are still a few younger brothers who were also injured. If you don't let us fight back, you can only be beaten. Those villagers saw that we didn't resist, and they all killed ourselves and thought we were easy to bully." Kunzi spoke in a little bit of complaint.
While Qi Yanzheng was chatting with Kunzi, a villager not far away noticed the limited edition luxury car. Those who could afford to drive this kind of car were all bosses.
When the villagers knew that the boss of the development was coming, they rushed up and said that they wanted compensation.
Kunzi used his own body to block the group of tray-ruly people, but he was slapped twice and scolded him as a capital lackey.
Kunzi was angry and shouted at them, "What else do you want? The land was originally taken from the z mansion. We have the legal right to develop it. We have already given you the compensation. Now we think it's not enough, so we come to ask for it again."
After Kunzi said angrily, the villagers were still unconvinced and began to denounce.
Qi Yan couldn't stand it anymore. When he got out of the car, his height in 1991 strongly suppressed the group of endless villagers.
Maybe Qi Yan's aura was so strong that the group of villagers didn't dare to fart and calm down in an instant.
"The money that should be given has been given. If there is any more trouble..." Qi Yan did not say the consequences, but he stared at everyone present with one look and did not dare to think about the consequences.
The bloody and violent breath on Qi Yan's body made people dare not question any of his words. In the end, the villagers dispersed in twos and threes.
Kunzi touched his cheek, which had been slapped twice, and spit at the back of the group of villagers leaving: "Bah."
When he turned around and faced Qi Yan, Kunzi immediately changed into a flattering face: "Master Qi, you still have a trick."
"This project is handed over to you and Shengzi, and..." Before Qi Yan finished speaking, the mobile phone in his trousers rang. It was the housekeeper who called.
"Master Qi, the little boy you brought back yesterday cried when he woke up and until now." The housekeeper had no choice but to call Qi Yan to inform him.
Qi Yan touched his hand in his pocket and touched a round bell, which was filled with medicine to comfort the boy. When he went out, he took it out: "I'll go back later."