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The black and white photos posted on the door are him!

Sitting on the ground and gasping for a while, Huang Fuhang got up and pulled the photo off and tore it to pieces, kicking the incense burner on the ground and paper money away.

Then take out the key and open the door and go home.

Huang Fuhang's wife is 18 years younger than him. She just graduated from college this year and is a full-time housewife who is pampered at home. She is wearing pajamas and making a facial mask.

But Huang Fuhang was shocked.

"Oh, Fuhang, you came back so early today, why did you sweat all over the sky?"

"You, you..."

"What's wrong with me? Is it scaring you with a mask?"

Huang Fuhangdao: "Why is there a red line around your neck?"

Huang Fuhang's wife was stunned, "How is that possible?"

She turned around and looked in the mirror, and suddenly screamed herself.

"ah--!"

Because the red line on the neck that was drawn looks as terrifying as if it had been cut into the throat.

"Fuhang, how did you do this?"

Huang Fuhang was speechless, it must be the one who made the matter.

The other party uses actions to tell themselves every step that they have the ability to take their lives at any time.

"Oh, take off the paper stick stuck in the back of your hair."

Huang Fuhang's wife was stunned and touched her with her hands and suddenly touched a chopstick-shaped object.

She almost cried out in fear. She had just finished taking a shower and her hair was scattered. How could she have this thing?

I took it down and saw that it turned out to be a chopstick-like object made of paper.

Huang Fuhang is no longer afraid now.

Because all the signs show that the other party is just warning himself and not trying to do something really.

Otherwise, they would die as soon as they left the company.

When I opened the paper roll, there was only one sentence and an address.

[Give you a last chance, and take your son to this location tomorrow afternoon to solve the problem, and it will not be overdue.]

"Fu, Fuhang, is it okay?"

Huang Fuhang took out his lighter, lit the paper, and threw it into the ashtray.

"It's okay, go to bed!"

......

The next day, in a villa outside the Bingcheng.

Chen Xiao looked at the surrounding environment and it was pretty good.

The room is full of heat.

He was the first visitor after the villa was renovated.

The smashed Porsche was parked in the yard.

Xu Xiaolan was a little puzzled. Why did she have to bring a broken car when she came to the suburbs?

She thought Chen Xiao was just here to relax and have an outdoor barbecue.

Soon, Huang Fuhang arrived.

He only drove one car.

He brought two confidants responsible for taking care of his son.

After a brief investigation by Chen Xiao's bodyguard, they were allowed to come in.

"Dad, this is not like an apology place, otherwise let's go."

"Shut up! If this matter is not resolved, where can we go? Isn't it all you messed with!"

Huang Fuhang scolded him, and Huang An immediately shut up.

In the yard, there were many bodyguards standing.

Huang An was scared when he saw them.

Because it was these people who beat him like this.

"Uh...everyone, Huang Fuhang is here, who is in charge?"

Lei Ting looked at him coldly, got up and put away the butterfly knife flying in his hand, and stood up and said:

"Wait."

After saying that, he walked into the house.

Soon, Chen Xiao brought Xu Xiaolan out.

I saw a middle-aged man carrying a bag of wounded people like a rice dumpling.

When Huang An saw Xu Xiaolan, he bent down to apologize with difficulty.

"Sir Xu Xiaolan, I'm sorry, I was wrong."

Only then did Xu Xiaolan realize that this person was actually Huang An.

I didn't expect him to be so seriously injured...

Chen Xiao smiled and said, "This one is Mr. Huang, right?"

When Huang Fuhang saw his words and deeds, he guessed that he should be the person in charge here.

I didn't expect that I would be so miserable that I was a young man as old as my son.

It’s really hard for people to die, and money must be thrown away.

After looking at Huang An, I became even more angry.

They are all the same age. Why can other people's children kill themselves, but this one in their family kills them...

"I'm right here, I dare to ask you..."

Huang Fuhang still doesn't know his opponent's name.

Chen Xiao smiled and sat on the rattan chair in the yard, "I am Chen Xiao."

Huang Fuhang secretly wrote down this name.

"Mr. Chen, I came here with my dog ​​today and sincerely apologize to you, causing you trouble, and I am willing to double the compensation for all losses caused."

Chen Xiao nodded, "Well, Mr. Huang is a cheerful person."

He pointed to the Porsche who was smashed to pieces and said, "This is the world's only limited edition Porsche 911 that I specially customized from Italy. How do you think about the compensation?"

Huang Fuhang: "..."

Made, what is the limited edition model? This horse-drawn horse is about to open your mouth!

"Hahaha, Mr. Chen's love for your girlfriend is really... touching."

Xu Xiaolan actually believed it, and looked at Chen Xiao's gaze, and it shone crystal clear.

I feel even more sorry for this car of special significance.

"Mr. Chen, why not just say it, how valuable is this car?"

Chen Xiao said: "The car is definitely not worth much. Twenty Italian masters have been hand-made for half a year before they can get it out, which is only worth 20 to 30 million.

In addition, my girlfriend's mental loss, reputation loss, face loss, etc. are combined, and it costs about 20 to 30 million yuan.

Add to that messy thing, rounding it up to you will be worth 100 million.”

Huang Fuhang: "..."

He was shocked by Chen Xiao's appetite.

One hundred million! It’s not that easy to do.

Xu Xiaolan was also shocked. She now understood the meaning of the value of the car Chen Xiao said, which turned out to be like this...

"How many?"

Huang An was blown up at that time, "You robbed! I obviously smashed a mass-produced version of Porsche, no more than two million at most!"

Chen Xiao spread his hands and said, "Look at it."

Huang Fuhang's face was unstable, and it was clear that he was slaughtering people.

But can you refuse?
To be continued...