The Mercedes-Benz S350 had just parked in the parking space when a man in a suit came over and opened the door for Lin Zhidao and whispered something at the same time.
"Did something happen?"
Lin Zhidao, who is at school and at home, does not still have the flattery and fear he just showed in front of his cousin and Lu Ze. His height of 1.8 meters already makes him look tall, and his small suit with casual pants and leather shoes makes him even more tall.
Showing maturity, even more so with the casual inquiry at this moment, no one in No. 3 Heishui Street dared to look down on Lin Zhidao because of his youth.
"Mr. Lin didn't say anything. It seems that the eldest young master is accompanying you and is waiting for you in the small conference hall." The man in the suit thought for a while and added cautiously.
"Interesting." Lin Zhidao sneered when he heard that the serious eldest son and half-brother of the family was also there.
Once I went out, I was targeted by my family.
Why, Lin Shiheng, who calls himself a business elite and a noble son of the family, do you have the time to keep an eye on your good brother who is ignorant and incompetent?
"I see."
Lin Zhidao waved his hand casually and walked towards the small meeting hall with his arms stretched out. His indifferent and wild attitude was finally the same as before.
In the small meeting hall, a middle-aged man in Chinese tunic suit was sitting at the main seat with an expressionless expression. He looked a little calm and self-confident, his skin was slightly dark, and the nasolabial folds on his forehead were sometimes squeezed and sometimes stretched as the owner smoked.
He is Lin Dongyao, the leader of the Lin family in Blackwater Street.
On the left hand side, there is a slender young man with his legs crossed. His skin is very white. His shirt and suit has a few buttons of the collar and cuffs unbuttoned, which makes him look quite casual. He is looking at the man in front of him casually.
figure.
"I'm so rude. I haven't had time to ask you your name the last few times I've been here. What's your name?" The young man took a sip of the tea next to him and asked calmly.
"It is truly an honor for me, Gu Sanhai, to be remembered by Mr. Lin." The short-haired man grinned, then put the pile of photos in front of him.
With a snap, it fell to the ground.
"Since the two principals of the Lin family are here today, I, Gu Sanhai, will not be in contact with you two. My brother from the Tiger Shark Club was beaten by Lin Zhidao's people, so I came here specifically to demand an explanation."
"Brothers are also very impatient, so you don't have to worry. This is the last time I, Gu Sanhai, will come."
When the short-haired man thought about what happened in the morning, his elbow was still in burning pain, and an unknown evil fire arose in his heart, and his tone suddenly became much more arrogant.
"The last time? Just in time, that's what I thought too."
Lin Shiheng didn't even look at the photos on the ground. He stood up, stretched out his sleeves, and said nonchalantly: "Is there anything else? If not, it's my turn."
Other words? What do you mean it’s your turn?
Gu Sanhai looked at Lin Shiheng's tugging look and instinctively felt unhappy.
"Of course, the boss sent me to bring you a message, the brothers of the Tiger Shark Club will not be beaten in vain!"
"No more?" A sneer appeared on the corner of Lin Shiheng's mouth. After looking at Lin Dongyao who said nothing, he shook his head and sighed: "Tiger Shark Club... Hehe, where did I hear this name and want to come to our Lin family to knock on it?"
Pen. Let’s not talk about whether Tiger Shark Club will do such a demeaning thing, but let’s talk about Lin Zhidao beating one of your people. Why haven’t I found out that he has the strength to dare to offend Tiger Shark Club?”
"Of course, it doesn't matter whether it's true or not. What's important is that after today, I'm afraid that some rats will regard my Lin family as their back garden."
"So, I'll have to trouble you next."
Lin Shiheng stood in front of Gu Sanhai with a casual attitude, looking down at him with a contemptuous tone.
"Then there's no need to talk. I understand. The boss said that today is really the last time. Don't blame me for not reminding you." Gu Sanhai looked at Lin Shiheng mockingly, then glanced at Lin Dongyao next to him, and said harshly
Then he turned around and walked out.
However, the moment he turned around, he noticed something was wrong. He wanted to turn around to see what was going on, but he unexpectedly felt a sharp pain behind him.
boom!
Immediately, the whole person flew up like a cloud and mist, and landed heavily on the ground.
The severe pain then spread throughout the body, and Gu Sanhai curled up on the ground, and even could only let out an instinctive growl from his throat because of the severe pain.
Lin Shiheng took back his kicked right foot and said casually: "Break his legs and throw him out."
"Yes, young master." The two bodyguards in suits who looked like a background nodded respectfully upon hearing this. They skillfully held down Gu Sanhai who was about to struggle to get up, and pulled him out without any delay.
A moment later, a shrill howl came from not far outside the door.
In the small square, a bodyguard threw away the long alloy stick in his hand, rolled up a piece of linen cloth and stuffed it into Gu Sanhai's mouth. He glanced at his legs that had been bent into a weird arc and sneered.
He picked up Gu Sanhai, who had fainted from pain, and threw him out of the door.
Cheng Zhan and others on patrol saw Gu Sanhai with abnormally bent legs. They looked at each other and sneered as they walked over and spat.
"tramp living by begging."
Several people sarcastically said this sentence in unison, were stunned for a moment, and laughed loudly at the same time.
Rumbling, the sound of heavy-duty locomotives sounded from the distant roadway, and three heavy-duty locomotives roared over.
Cheng Zhan and others quickly and alertly looked up.
A man in a jacket and two men in trench coats stopped thirty meters away, took out their cameras and took pictures of Cheng Zhan and the others seriously.
"What are you doing!"
"Put down the camera."
Cheng Zhan instinctively felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere and immediately shouted.
At the same time, his eyes signaled his two companions to stay where they were, and the remaining four rushed forward with him, trying to seize the camera.
An Guang and the other three put down their cameras, looked coldly at the group of bodyguards who rushed forward, grinned, and turned the handle, causing the heavy-duty motorcycle to roar and turn around and drive out.
"Just...he photographed us?"
"These gangsters seem to be that guy's accomplices, and they want to take revenge by exposing them? It's really ridiculous."
"Throw that unfortunate guy aside first."
"I'll go report to my boss."
After Cheng Zhan made arrangements, he turned and walked towards the door.
…
In the small conference hall, Lin Zhidao had his hands in his pockets and his face was expressionless. He only moved his eyes as his eyes swept back and forth over Lin Dongyao and Lin Shiheng.
"What's up?"
"Did you hit someone again?" Lin Dongyao finally spoke, crushed the half-smoked cigar, raised his head and spoke coldly.
Beating someone? I think so.
The violent scene he saw an hour ago automatically appeared in Lin Zhidao's mind, and the scene of Lu Ze turning sideways and speaking calmly flashed across his mind. He couldn't help but laugh at himself in his mind.
However, in reality, he had no intention of making any excuses.
He really hates this kind of preconceived ideas!
I, Lin Zhidao, am unlearned and have no skills, and I do get into trouble and hit people, but I don’t think of beating people as a hobby! Let alone being sued at home.
You didn't ask me what happened and you just said I hit someone?
He is really my good father.
"What's going on with those photos on the ground?" Lin Dongyao pointed to the ground casually. The photos Gu Sanhai just dropped were not taken away.
Lin Zhidao snorted and glanced at the ground casually.
In the photo, there are several unknown people with bruised noses and swollen faces, and some are wearing bandages. They look seriously injured.
What does this have to do with me!
"So what if I hit you, so what if I didn't hit you?" Lin Zhidao responded indifferently.
"What's your attitude!"
Lin Dongyao's brows twitched, obviously aroused by these words.
Lin Zhidao looked at his biological father, fearless.
