I will hit someone when I am happy, and when I am done, I will clap my hands and go home. Our King Lin Dabing is so willful.
The security chief lay on the ground and yelled. He thought that Lin Kun would be nervous after moving out their boss, but Lin Kun simply ignored him. The security chief was unwilling and yelled hoarsely: "You are out of luck, you beat me
You killed the son of our boss, he...he will definitely not let you go!"
Lin Kun suddenly stopped, turned around, walked up to the security chief, knelt down, smiled coldly, and said, "Haha, are you trying to scare me?" He grabbed the security chief's hand.
The collar said disdainfully: "Tell your boss, his son almost hit my son while driving, and I deserve to beat his son. If he is not convinced, come to me right away, and I will beat him too!"
The head of the security guard looked livid and looked at Lin Kun unconvinced. Lin Kun suddenly frowned and shook his head and said: "I really hate the look in your eyes..." As he said that, his two big mouths started to twitch.
When he got down, he beat the security chief until his eyes were filled with stars, he rolled his eyes and passed out.
The four security guards lying on the ground all took a breath and looked at Lin Kun with fear and horror. Lin Kun spat on the ground and said to the security guards: "I'll tell you boss later, if my son hurts a bone,
I'll break his whole family's legs!"
These security guards remained silent and swallowed involuntarily. They absolutely believed that the guy in front of them would do what he said.
On the balcony of Villa No. 6, Zhang Xiaoya couldn't help but let out another nymphomaniacal admiration: "My brother Lin Kun is so handsome..."
The expression on Lu Ting's face was relatively calm, but in her heart she was conquered by the domineering Lin Kun showed just now. Which woman doesn't like this kind of domineering and unreasonable man? This is called a man!
Chu Jingyao had already bandaged Chengcheng, who was only slightly injured from the fall. Seeing Lin Kun coming back, Chengcheng shouted with tears in her eyes: "Dad..."
"Son, how are you? Come, dad, take a look." Lin Kun squatted in front of Chengcheng with a smile, raised Chengcheng's knees to look at them, and gently touched the surrounding areas with his fingers, "It hurts here.
Doesn’t it hurt?”
"It just hurts a little." Chengcheng said aggrievedly.
"It's okay, son. It's just a minor fall. It will heal in a few days. Wait until dad makes you some bone soup to drink. It will heal faster." Lin Kun smiled and pinched Chengcheng's little nose, "Son,
We are men and we are not allowed to shed tears when we are injured. My father didn’t even cry when his leg was pierced by a bullet."
"Yeah!" Chengcheng nodded firmly.
"Did you hit someone again outside?" Chu Jingyao asked Lin Kun.
"A few blind security guards stared at me with open noses and straight eyes. If I don't beat them up, they won't feel comfortable." Lin Kun said with a grin.
"Is the man driving the Land Rover Dong Dahai's son?" Chu Jingyao asked.
"What does Dong Dahai do? Sell pork?" Lin Kun joked with a smile.
"Be serious." Chu Jingyao glanced at Lin Kun and then at Chengcheng, meaning not to have a bad influence on the child. Lin Kun thought about it. Children have very strong imitation abilities.
It was very possible that Cheng Cheng had learned everything from him, and he had immediately restrained himself a lot.
"Dong Dahai is the owner of Haichen Villa Property." Chu Jingyao explained.
"Oh..." Lin Kun responded, raised his hand and touched his chin. Chu Jingyao saw his thoughtful expression and asked him: "What are you thinking about?"
Lin Kun grinned, "I'm wondering if I should let him give me 108,000 yuan to buy nutritional supplements for my son."
Chu Jingyao's forehead suddenly darkened, she rolled her eyes at Lin Kun, reached out and pinched his back secretly, Lin Kun grinned in pain, and asked strangely: "Dad, what's wrong with you?"
"It's okay, it's okay. The muscles on Dad's face are a little stiff. Let's move some..." Lin Kun said with a painful smile.
"You stay here with Chengcheng, I'll go upstairs and make a phone call." Chu Jingyao said to Lin Kun.
"Who to call?" Lin Kun asked with a smile.
"It's up to you." Chu Jingyao stopped talking to Lin Kun, got up and walked upstairs, closed the bedroom door, took out her mobile phone and dialed Chu Xiangguo's number.
Chu Xiangguo was lying on his back on the big leather chair in the office with his eyes closed. He had already got off work. The dusk outside the window gradually became gloomier. In the entire Tianchu Group building, except for a few departments that were working overtime, the rest of the departments were already working overtime.
When there was no one around, the driver took the initiative to call and ask when Chu Xiangguo would be coming home. Chu Xiangguo said he would wait a moment, as he really didn't want to go back to that cold, empty house.
A home is called a home if there are relatives living in it. Without relatives living in it, it is just a pile of cold reinforced concrete. Chu Xiangguo understands this deeply, and at the same time, he feels bitter in his heart. He had no choice but to leave Chu Jingyao and her son, and now the former
His wife had passed away long ago, and his only daughter was like his enemy. Fortunately, he had a lively and cute little grandson who could occasionally come to make him happy. Otherwise, he would have been desperate for life and could not find a job.
Fun and motivation.
The personal phone on the table rang, and Chu Xiangguo's eyes lit up. Only a few people knew this number. The caller at this time was most likely his cute little grandson. When he saw the number displayed on the phone, it was his daughter.
Yes, the expression on Chu Xiangguo's face immediately became a little excited. He answered the phone and said, "Hello, Jingyao."
"Something happened here. Chengcheng was almost hit by a car. When Lin Kun got angry, he beat the man. That man was Dong Dahai's son."
"It's okay, just a slight scratch. Dong Dahai's son was beaten quite seriously by Lin Kun."
"Humph, Dong Dahai, that second-rate real estate agent, if he dares to harass you, I will bankrupt him!" Chu Xiangguo said harshly, and after finishing speaking, his tone immediately became gentle again, "Jingyao, have you had dinner?
?A new five-star Hunan cuisine restaurant has opened in the city center. How about dad treating you to dinner?"
"No, we've already eaten." On the other end of the phone, Chu Jingyao's tone paused, "Take good care of yourself."
Toot toot…
Listening to the blind voice on the phone, the expression on Chu Xiangguo's face suddenly became excited. His daughter cared about him. Yes, he heard it right. His daughter just told him to take good care of himself. Two lines of tears suddenly flowed from his eyes.
When he came out, the old man who had never shed tears in the face of life and death on this battlefield cried happily.
When he received the call from his subordinates, Dong Dahai was fluttering on a thousand-dollar golden chicken. He was over fifty this year, and his sex was still strong, but his ability in that area was worse than when he was young.
The decline has been too much, mainly because the body has been hollowed out by years of drinking and sex.
"Who is it!" Dong Dahai yelled reluctantly into the phone, his lower body still swaying slowly, and the golden retriever on the bed let out exaggerated moans in response, as if he was being fucked by a donkey.
After listening to the report from the subordinate on the other end of the phone, Dong Dahai suddenly howled, "What, Dachen was beaten!" With this excitement, he suddenly exerted force on his lower body and launched directly.
The golden-haired chicken on the bed pretended to be very interested, pursed his lips and said: "Boss Dong, do you want more..."
"I want you to be paralyzed!" Dong Dahai was furious. After standing up, he kicked the golden chicken hard. Most of the anger in his heart was vented on the golden chicken. The golden chicken screamed "Ah" after being kicked.
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"Whoever beats my son!" Dong Dahai roared angrily: "Whoever beats my son, I want his whole family to die!"
Dong Dahai was so impressive that he jumped down from the bed and was about to get dressed. After listening to his subordinates explain the situation, the movements of his hands suddenly stopped, and his furious expression was immediately suppressed with pain. He sat down on the bed again.
, said in a gloomy tone: "Are you sure it's Villa No. 7?"
"Sure."
"Okay, I understand." Dong Dahai lost his temper and said, "Send me the address of Dachen's hospital."
Dong Dahai knows the details of 70% of the residents in the entire villa area. Among them, he remembers the eight or ten buildings most clearly. They are all characters he can never mess with. Among them, Villa No. 7 is,
How could he, a second-rate property developer in Zhongkong City, compete with the richest man in Zhongkong City? As long as Chu Xiangguo said a word, he would no longer be able to live comfortably in Zhongkong City.
Dong Dahai did not go to the hospital to see his son first, but asked the driver to drive to the Haichen villa area first. Lin Kun's family of three were watching cartoons upstairs when a voice suddenly came from outside the door: "Is Miss Chu at home?"
Lin Kun walked to the balcony and saw an old man in his fifties standing at the gate of the villa. Lin Kun could tell at a glance that Dong Dahai was Dong Chen's father. The two men were almost identical.
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"The door is unlocked, come in." Lin Kun stood on the balcony and said with a smile. Dong Dahai was followed by a driver. At first glance, he didn't look like he was here to avenge his son.
Out of basic courtesy, Chu Jingyao still carried Chengcheng and Lin Kun downstairs, took out four bottles of drinks and placed them on the coffee table in the living room. She smiled and said to Dong Dahai: "Mr. Dong, why are you here?"
Already."
"Come and take a look." Dong Dahai smiled awkwardly, but shouted hysterically in his heart: "Why am I here? Don't you know why I'm here? You just beat my son, why do you think I'm here?
!”
"Our family doesn't owe you property fees, does it? No, the last time I taught property fees, I paid an extra two cents." Chu Jingyao joked with a calm look on her face.
Dong Dahai's eyes couldn't help but fall on Lin Kun, and immediately a surge of anger shot out from his eyes, burning hotly on Lin Kun's face. It was this bastard who beat his son. If his eyes could
He wanted to kill someone, he wanted to kill this bastard immediately and cut him into pieces to be happy!