"Fat brother, fat brother, Ling Shaofeng is here..." Yu Lili screamed and ran into the bedroom.
Fatty Luo put one hand on the towel on his forehead, waved his other hand impatiently and said, "What's the ghost's name? Ling Shaofeng? Huh, you are joking with me again. That grandson must have been punished by Huang Mao and knelt down by now."
Kowtow and call me grandpa, damn, teach him a lesson first, and you will have to kill him sooner or later if you have the chance..."
"Oh? Kill me? Really?" Before Fatty Luo finished speaking, Ling Shaofeng, who had already walked into the bedroom, interrupted him coldly and raised his voice.
Fatty Luo suddenly felt something was wrong. He sat up from the bed with a sound, and the towel on his forehead fell to the ground. When his eyes glanced at Ling Shaofeng, his whole fat body trembled violently, and his eyes widened in disbelief.
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"Ling...Ling Shaofeng?" Fatty Luo's voice trembled uncontrollably. He is very awesome and has always been awesome, but now he can't be awesome in front of Ling Shaofeng because he has already experienced it deeply before.
Ling Shaofeng is so powerful, Grandma is such a ruthless character.
Fatty Luo was frightened and frightened, pointing at Ling Shaofeng and shouting in a trembling voice: "Ling Shaofeng? You...were you not given to Huang Mao..."
The corner of Ling Shaofeng's mouth raised with a sneer: "What? Fatty Luo, do you really think Huang Mao's gang of little losers can cripple me and help you vent your anger? Oh no, didn't Huang Mao tell you? He brought
Those dozen or so people were all destroyed by my three punches and two kicks."
Ling Shaofeng said it casually, as if getting rid of Huang Mao's gang was as simple as trampling a few ants to death. But the taste changed in Fatty Luo's ears. Fatty Luo still looked at Ling Shaofeng in disbelief. Huang Mao's
But as for the dozen or so people, they were the dozen or so elite boys from the Fire Gang who were the most capable in fighting. How could they be defeated by Ling Shaofeng with only three punches and two kicks?
Fatty Luo suddenly remembered that Huang Mao and others went to find Ling Shaofeng in the morning. It was already afternoon, why didn't they call him to report? Could it be... could it be that they were really attracted by Ling Shaofeng...
Thinking of this, Fatty Luo's body trembled violently again, and then he hurriedly picked up the mobile phone beside the pillow and dialed Huang Mao's number with trembling fingers.
Ling Shaofeng did not stop him, nor was he in a hurry to teach him a lesson. There was no rush, it was still early, give Fatty Luo time to seek confirmation, and let him hear Huang Mao tell him with his own ears that his group was beaten to a pulp by Ling Shaofeng.
Haha, that would be more shocking than Ling Shaofeng telling him.
"Hey, Huang Mao, you...how are you doing?" Fatty Luo asked eagerly as soon as he answered the phone, his eyes still looking at Ling Shaofeng, for fear that Ling Shaofeng would suddenly force him to take action.
Destroy him.
"Boss Luo, we were all beaten by Ling Shaofeng. That Ling Shaofeng was so powerful. Most of our younger brother was crippled by him. Even my nose was broken by him. When I got home, the boss scolded me severely.
, Ouch, it hurts me so much..." Huang Mao over there said with a sad face while covering the bridge of his nose that was broken by Ling Shaofeng.
Fatty Luo's heart trembled suddenly, and then his hands trembled, and the phone slipped to the ground.
His pupils suddenly dilated, and he looked at Ling Shaofeng with horror on his face, and Ling Shaofeng was leaning against the bedroom door, looking at him with a sneer.