After a while, a middle-aged man in a suit appeared, opened the door and walked in.
This person is none other than the middle-aged lawyer.
"Boss, we have settled the matter. Where is the money?"
"There is no problem with money. Just remember to keep your mouth shut. If you reveal it, the consequences will be serious," the middle-aged lawyer said.
"no problem!"
Ning Fan walked down, opened the door, and smiled coldly: "It seems that I have found the person behind the scenes."
"Who the hell are you? Get out!" the gangster yelled.
Snapped!!!
Ning Fan closed the door and picked up an iron rod nearby, which was used by gangsters in fights.
As soon as they saw Ning Fan getting the iron rod, the gangsters backed away in fear.
The middle-aged lawyer did not expect that Ning Fan would come here and warned: "Boy, not only are you breaking into people's houses, but you also want to beat them, right?"
"Why are you talking so much nonsense to him? We'll talk to him later!" shouted the gangster.
They were the only ones beating people, so there was no reason for others to hit them. The four of them picked up the stools and rushed over.
The small living room became chaotic. Ning Fan swung out the iron rod and smashed the stool in the gangster's hand, and the steel pipe fell on the gangster's arm.
"ah--"
This stick was so powerful that the gangster's bones broke instantly, and he screamed miserably while covering his arm.
"ah---"
Continuous screams rang out, and the four gangsters were either covering their arms or shoulders.
The middle-aged lawyer kept retreating in fear, fearing that Ning Fan would beat him too, and he didn't want to taste the pain.
The four gangsters burst into tears in pain, looking at Ning Fan with fear.
Then one by one they begged for mercy: "Brother, big brother, I know I was wrong. It wasn't us who wanted to do this. It was this person...this person who encouraged us to do it."
The four of them pointed at the middle-aged lawyer, but Ning Fan just glanced at it and asked lightly: "I want to know which of you touched that girl in the hospital?"
"It's him!"
A gangster with earrings pointed at another Shamate and said, "That's him. I'm the one responsible for driving. He was the one who stole the girl."
"Fine!"
Ning Fan stood up and kicked the gangster unconscious, then looked at the other three people.
At this time, the three people's faces were full of panic. They got up and ran outside as they looked at the door.
Click——
"ah--"
Ning Fan kicked out with lightning speed, hitting the opponent's knee, and the fragile knee broke instantly.
The pain was so painful that the gangster fell to the ground dying, and a lot of sweat mixed with tears flowed out.
"It's just the dirty things you did. Stretch out your hands." Ning Fan said calmly.
"I...I was wrong, don't..."
Even though Shamate said so, the look in Ning Fan's eyes made him involuntarily stretch out his hands, and his whole body was trembling.
There was no doubt that the iron rod in Ning Fan's hand fell.
With a crisp sound, both of Shamate's hands were broken, and he rolled his eyes in pain and passed out.
The remaining two gangsters immediately kowtowed to Ning Fan: "Brother, no, we don't dare anymore, please."