Throw Him Out

"You're not selling it?" Berserk sneered. "You don't get to make the choice."

Qin Gang opened his mouth, but in the end, he did not have the backbone to refute. He had no choice. Berserk and the others were too imposing and terrifying.

They were all a few heads taller than Qin Gang. Just the powerful muscles on their bodies and the terrifying murderous aura they exuded made him shudder.

In front of them, he was as fragile and powerless as a chick.

Although he did not want to admit it, it was the truth.

When the nine of them entered the courtyard and saw the Qin family curled up in the corner, there was no sympathy in their eyes. Wang Zhiqiang said to the others, "Go and choose a room you like."

Hearing that, the other eight smiled and happily went to choose a room they liked.

Because the Qin family had a lot of people and a lot of rooms, only the Qin family's house was most suitable for Wang Zhiqiang and the others.