A group of vicious young men in suits drove the Fang family's uncle and nephew back to the high-speed train.
Because at the last stop, the uncles and nephews of the Fang family were unbearably sleepy and had a fierce argument with the local snakes who drove them away...
The drivers at this station all have guys with them.
Even if it's not a metal weapon, even if it's just a few baseball bats...
Even the uncle and nephew of the Fang family, who had been on the train all night, could not bear the beating...
"Hey, get in the car." Fang Longhu's lips turned white and his eyes were blurred from exhaustion.
"Damn it! This is already the eighth stop!" Fang Jingteng was so tired that his cerebral cortex was a little excited. Although he was sleepy, exhausted, and exhausted, he was also very irritable.
"Isn't he, Old Devil Han, Han Qicheng? Why is he everywhere? Could it be that he has the final say everywhere except Yanjing City?"
In fact, both uncle and nephew had time to sleep in the car.
But they were under too much pressure.
Couldn't sleep at all.
For Fang's uncle and nephew, only by staying down to earth and finding a reliable hotel can they sleep soundly.
"If he really has the final say everywhere -" Fang Longhu's heart trembled and he gritted his teeth. "When we get to the terminal, we have to buy tickets and go back the way we came."
"Then I'll be damned trapped to death!" Fang Jingteng was almost sleepy.
I feel extremely hopeless inside.
"You squint for a while and I'll think of a solution." Fang Longhu rubbed his swollen brows.
Although he had never dealt with Old Demon Han, he had heard of his name.
South of China, he was king.
This is the Beijing circle’s evaluation of Han Laomo.
But for a super predator who can cover the sky with one hand in the south, will his influence be limited to the south?
Fang Longhu called the old man and said in a tired and hoarse voice: "What's the situation over there in Yanjing? Can Jing Teng and I get back?"
"Not yet, I haven't met the Lin family yet." Mr. Fang also didn't sleep all night.
Let’s not even mention whether we can come back.
Just by offending the female devil of the Lin family, the Fang family has to take notice and resolve the grudge.
Otherwise, whenever the Lin family woman thinks about this matter, she will be in a bad mood.
Then the Fang family will be in great trouble.
"It's useless to meet other people in the Lin family." Fang Longhu frowned. "Lin Qingxi won't listen to what anyone else in the Lin family says except that man."
"Oh, I understand the truth. But can I meet that gentleman whenever I want?" Mr. Fang sighed.
"Can you think of a way to contact Old Mo Han?" Fang Longhu pondered for a moment and asked. "Jingteng and I can't even get off the train now. If we can't solve the problem when we get to the terminal, we have to leave.
The road is back to Yanjing..."
If you really dare to return to Yanjing.
The Lin family woman must kill Fang Jingteng.
"Is Mr. Han really so powerful?" Mr. Fang asked in disbelief. "Is it possible that except Yanjing City, everywhere is his territory?"
"At least from the current point of view -" Fang Longhu looked bitterly and glanced at the pitch-black night scene outside the window. "He really has the final say wherever he goes."
If he hadn't had the final say no matter where he went, he wouldn't have been so embarrassed on the train.
Mr. Fang was so anxious that he simply explained a few words and hung up the phone.
Even if he shows his old face, he still has to rescue his son and grandson from the train first.
If you continue like this, you will die...
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Ding dong.
Ding dong.
Inside the courtyard.
Han Jiangxue's cell phone kept ringing.
Zhang Ruoyu was so angry that he scolded his mother.
He casually picked up a pillow and threw it at Han Jiangxue: "What time is it in the morning? Are you still letting people sleep?"
Mr. Han opened the pillow and said sleepily: "I don't want to talk, but people keep looking for me."
"When did you become so polite? You won't just turn off your phone? You have to catch a flight back to Binhai tomorrow!" Zhang Ruoyu sat up, no longer feeling sleepy.
"I don't have to reply to others, but Lao Shen has been looking for me. She said that Grandpa Fang Jingteng ran to her house and even knelt down for her in public..."
Han Jiangxue pouted and said, "Brother Zhang, look, she even took a photo of Grandpa Fang Jingteng kneeling and showed it to me."
"——" Zhang Ruoyu lit a cigarette and sat in front of the window. "This Xiao Shen is not a good person. He also takes such photos? Does this old man have no face?"
"Listen to what Lao Shen means, as long as you can save his son and grandson, face is worthless." Han Jiangxue climbed out of bed, twisted her waist and sat on the sofa where Brother Zhang was sleeping. She leaned close with her pretty face and curled her lips. "Brother Zhang,
Lao Shen said that the old man of the Fang family was full of runny noses and tears. He was almost eighty years old. He stayed up all night and didn't sleep. He almost went into shock at her house. How about we forget it? There is no loss anyway, it is embarrassing and a loss.
It's not us either. I really want to upset the little old man, and I feel really bad about it."
Zhang Ruoyu blew out the thick smoke, took a sip of iced black tea to sober up, and muttered: "It's your father who wants to kill these uncles and nephews, not my aunt. The decision on this matter is yours. If I speak, your father won't listen."
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"Then let me call the old guy?" Han Jiangxue asked tentatively.
"Let's fight." Zhang Ruoyu flicked the ashes from his cigarette and glanced at Xuebao with his dark eyes.
This girl is not only silly and sweet, but also very kind.
She may not even know what she will face in the future.
Oh, forget it.
If Xuebao hadn't been as kind as Brother Zhang, this marriage wouldn't have lasted so long.
How can Brother Zhang, who has a bodhisattva heart, be qualified to criticize Xuebao?
But after Han Jiangxue called Old Mo Han, the answer she got was: "Let them go? Impossible!"
"If I don't fight these two bastards to death! I'm not your father, Xuebao! I'm not the king of Binhai City!"
"Xue Bao, are you testing me on purpose? I've already told you, I'm definitely not talking this time!"
"Do you want to wait for me to let go and then immediately turn around and call me trash? Even if your own daughter is bullied, you have no blood at all?"
Under Han Jiangxue's dumbfounded expression, Demon Han confronted Xuebao for the first time in his life: "In a word, anyone who offends my Xuebao will be punished no matter how far away he is!"
