Chapter 585: Help me up

"Fuck off, you try a fart." Jiang Zhou frowned, and said with an impatient face: "What just didn't work well, can it be done now? Huh?"
Sun Qinglong was slightly taken aback when Jiang Zhou said, and he didn't know what to say.
"Do it yourself, get enough food and clothing." Jiang Zhou slowly said, watching Erye Sun, "I cannot rely on others to rely on others for my own compensation to get back."
"Boy." Sun Erye sneered, and continued: "Don't dream, you can't get a gold coin today...ah!"
"Really?" Jiang Zhou asked with a weird smile. At this moment, he held the candle dragon gun and pierced it down again.
"Yes...Yes." Second Master Sun gritted his teeth and said: "If you can, you can choose to kill me directly, but you have to let my nephew go."
"Of course not!" Jiang Zhou promised with a smile, and continued: "Of course you must kill both of them. How could one of them be let go?"
"What? You...Don't go too far!" Sun Erye gritted his teeth.
"Hahaha, teasing you." Jiang Zhou laughed and continued: "I don't want your life, but if you continue not to pay, you don't know what will happen."
"You threaten me?" Erye Sun frowned, looking at Jiang Zhou and asked in a deep voice.
"It's almost like that." Jiang Zhou nodded slowly, and said, "Actually, this is not a threat, I'm just stating a fact."
"Good boy." Erye Sun snorted and slowly said, "I'm taking it! All right? Don't move my nephew!"
"Hey." Jiang Zhou was taken aback. He didn't expect that Erye Sun would suddenly agree so quickly. He couldn't help but say: "I knew that your nephew would be useful, I said it a long time ago."
"I took it and I took it, but it doesn't mean that this matter will end like this." Sun Erye stared at Jiang Zhou, his eyes were cold and he said, "You will remember this time, although I took it this time, but next Second...huh...it might not be what it looks like."
"Cut." Jiang Zhou rolled his eyes and said disdainfully: "What can you do if you refuse to accept it? Come and clean me up? Do you have that strength?"
"Pack you? No, no, no." Second Master Sun shook his head slightly, and then said: "Even if you can't take care of you...you still have relatives and friends, they won't be as strong as you."
Hearing the words, Jiang Zhou bent down abruptly, stared at Erye Sun's eyes, and slowly said: "Old dog...you remember it to me. If you dare to keep entangled, then don't live!"
"Who wouldn't say threats." Sun Erye sneered and continued: "Can you guarantee the future?"
"I really can't guarantee it, but what about it?" Jiang Zhou straightened up, reached out to Erye Sun, and said, "Give me the gold coins and get out."
"Raise your foot!" Erye Sun frowned and let out a cold cry.
"No, what if you run away?" Jiang Zhou also frowned and replied.
"If you don't carry it, I won't give you the ticket!" Second Master Sun stared at Jiang Zhou and slowly said: "And I'm like this, how can I run?"
"Let's do it." Jiang Zhou curled his lips and took his feet off Sun Erye reluctantly.
Sun Erye snorted and watched Sun Qinglong say aloud: "Nephew...help me up!"
"Okay." Sun Qinglong promised, and started walking towards Erye Sun.
"Ahem." Jiang Zhou gave a light cough.
Sun Qinglong was stunned, not knowing whether he would go or not.
"What are you looking at? Come here," Sun Erye frowned and said.
"Did I let you go?" Jiang Zhou slowly said aloud, then lowered his head, watching Erye Sun and said aloud, "Get the banker ticket first, or don't even think about standing up."
"Count you cruel!" Erye Sun also knew that he was blindly stubborn with Jiang Zhou now. His hand was completely numb and unconscious, so he could only quickly take out the gold coin and leave.
"No way, it's better to be more cautious." Jiang Zhou laughed and said slowly.
"Okay, I'll get it for you." Sun Erye stretched his hand to his storage bag, and then directly drew out seven banknotes.
"Hey, don't you have a lot of it." Jiang Zhou was happy when he saw the bank ticket, and said cheerfully, "Why didn't you just give it to me?"
"How can the gold coins of my Sun family be delivered to others so easily?" Sun Erye said with a cold snort.
"Then you still give it now?"
"I was forced!"
"No, no, no." Jiang Zhou slowly shook his head, and then said: "You are only responsible for your actions. How can you be forced to say that."
"You can say what you like." Erye Sun held the seven banknotes and didn't want to give them to Jiang Zhou.
"Wow, it's OK, give it to me if you have enough." Jiang Zhou stretched out his hand and looked at Erye Sun and urged: "Now these are no longer your banknotes, hurry up and forget it. What are you struggling with? "
Second Master Sun gave a cold snort, and then said, "Are you sure you want to take it?"
"Mo Ji, why am I not sure?" Jiang Zhou stretched his hand forward and said, "Give it to me quickly...or I can do it to your nephew."
"Here you are!" Sun Erye shouted angrily, and handed the bank ticket forward.
"Hey, I'd better mention your nephew as expected." Jiang Zhou smiled, reached out his hand to pinch the banknotes, and pulled hard, only to find that the banknotes were still firmly held in Erye Sun. Hands.
"What do you mean?" Jiang Zhou frowned and asked.
"My grandson's bank ticket, are you sure you dare to take it?" Sun Erye looked at Jiang Zhou and said again.
"Nima... Mo Ji." Jiang Zhou felt impatient again, and said, "What can't I take? The injury on my face... and the mental injury, and my brother! Who doesn't need it? Losing money?"
"Good boy...you are ruthless!" Sun Erye said, but still squeezed the Zhuangzi, not wanting to let go.
"Bring me, you!" Jiang Zhou said, and with a hard hand, he pulled the Zhuang Piao in Sun Erye's hand.
"Have you seen it, 700,000 gold coins are in hand." Yatian raised his chin toward Jiang Zhou, and said to the stall owner: "Big Brother's ability to make money is really a bit scary."
Seeing that Zhuang Tiao was taken away by Jiang Zhou, Erye Sun couldn't help feeling distressed for a while. He looked at Jiang Zhou and said, "Now, let my nephew help me up."
"Yes, you can." Jiang Zhou nodded, casually perfunctory, at this time he was attentively distinguishing the authenticity of the banknote in his hand.