In order to ensure that he could leave Beijing before twelve o'clock, Fang Jingteng did not even dare to fly and took the high-speed train instead.
Fang Longhu saw him off in person, not only because he was afraid that Fang Jingteng would escape before the battle, but also because he was afraid that the female devil of the Lin family would come out halfway and make his nephew disappear from the world.
In the high-speed train carriage, the uncle and nephew looked depressed, and their moods plummeted.
"After leaving Beijing, I will do my duty as a human being. I will talk to the Lin family. Before the negotiation is settled, please do not return to Beijing privately." Fang Longhu gave his nephew a cold look.
"I know." Fang Jingteng's voice was trembling.
Tonight, he encountered the Waterloo of his life and suddenly hit rock bottom.
He would have never imagined that Han Jiangxue's husband, a man who seemed to be a stranger and had no sense of existence, would actually be the nephew of the Lin family's female devil.
He never imagined that Zhang Ruoyu's mobile phone would actually contain the private phone numbers of so many top bosses...
"Fang Jingteng, I reminded you, don't get involved in those people's affairs, let alone be used as a target." Fang Longhu frowned, hating that iron cannot be made into steel. "Those people, those things, do you understand?"
"I thought I could help the Fang family get some resources." Fang Jingteng looked regretful. "I didn't expect this to be such a big hornet's nest."
"Fortunately, this matter is still within control." Fang Longhu took a deep breath of cold air. Even thinking about it now, he felt suffocated.
The uncle and nephew stopped in a central city that the Fang family had already laid out.
Although here, although it is not as comfortable as in Yanjing City, at least it is your own territory.
As the uncle and nephew stepped off the high-speed train, they ran into a group of tough young men in neat suits.
When Fang Longhu saw this, he frowned and glared at his nephew: "I told you to keep a low profile, but you started such a big fight right after you got off the train? And you let them break into the platform to pick you up?"
Fang Jingteng twitched the corner of his mouth, feeling a little aggrieved: "I thought it was the person you called, my second uncle -"
When Fang Longhu heard this, his heart trembled.
Wasn't this group of people called here by my nephew?
So who are these aggressive young men in suits coming to pick up?
Could it be that there are any other important people traveling with us on this high-speed train?
"Fang Jingteng?"
A middle-aged man walked towards the uncle and nephew of the Fang family.
"I am." Fang Jingteng nodded slightly.
But he was thinking in his heart, could it be that some big shot in the city knew that he was coming, so he sent someone to pick him up?
It’s not impossible!
The Fang family may not be able to keep their word in Yanjing City.
But in this city, how many families dare not give face to the eldest young master of the Fang family?
With this thought in his mind, Fang Jingteng puffed up his chest, his eyes filled with arrogance.
"Get back."
The middle-aged man opened his thin lips slightly and uttered a sentence coldly: "You are not welcome in this city."
When Fang Jingteng heard this, Lei Lei was furious.
Forget about being humiliated and humiliated in front of the Lin family devil.
In this mere local city, there are still people who want to show their face?
Not to mention Fang Jingteng, even Fang Longhu's face darkened and he glanced at him coldly: "What do you mean?"
The middle-aged man said expressionlessly: "I was just following orders."
"By order?" Fang Longhu's eyes flashed and he asked in a cold voice. "Whose order?"
"The train leaves in one minute." The middle-aged man did not answer directly, but said one word at a time. "If you haven't left in one minute, don't leave."
During the conversation.
Dozens of fierce young men in straight suits surged behind him.
It was as if the train had left and they were still standing on the platform.
These people will push the Fang family's uncle and nephew off the platform.
Seeing this gang of vicious young men in suits, they were ready to take action at any time.
Fang Longhu grabbed his nephew's arm and returned to the high-speed rail to pay for his ticket.
"Second uncle, who are they? Who dares to go against us in this city?" Fang Jingteng gritted his teeth, but the fear in his heart quickly spread throughout his body.
This feeling of losing a family dog is even worse than killing him.
"Who else could it be?" Fang Longhu's eyes flickered and he said in a cold voice. "Have you forgotten? The Han Jiangxue you offended tonight, her father, besides being the King of the South, also has an identity called Han Qicheng."
"Then he is only the king of the south!" Fang Jingteng was frightened, but he was still stubborn. "Does the central part of the country count as his sphere of influence?"
Fang Longhu glanced at the group of deportees standing on the platform but retreating, and fell into despair: "People just call him Han Qicheng, but no one knows which seven cities they are."
"Or, apart from Yanjing City, whichever seven cities he thinks of, it's the same seven!"
"At least we can't stay in this city."
Fang Longhu encountered a huge problem.
The female devil of the Lin family drove her nephew out of Yanjing City, and he didn't even know which city to place his nephew in.
Ding dong.
Han Jiangxue, who was having a midnight snack, received a WeChat message.
It was from that old guy.
"Xue Bao, I heard that someone bullied you in Yanjing City? When my father heard about it, his heart was cut like a knife and he was in pain!"
"Go away, stop bickering every day." Han Jiangxue ate a skewer and replied to a WeChat message with her oily hands.
"Xue Bao, don't worry, dad will definitely not quarrel this time!"
"As long as the person who bullies you dares to leave Yanjing."
