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The first thousand two hundred and eighty-nine chapters cold family

"Okay, Wen Fei, take care."

"We walked."

Although Chen Hao has controlled the situation, Wu Ying and others are ordinary people. They were frightened repeatedly and their legs and feet were weak. They wished to leave here as soon as possible. He said immediately after hearing this, and then rushed to leave the conference room.

Chen Hao stepped on Lin Xiaoming's head and said slowly: "Mr. Lin, the way you trimmed your nails just now was very cool, wasn't it?"

Lin Xiaoming didn't understand what he meant by asking this question, and was afraid and didn't answer.

Chen Hao continued to ask slowly: "But what if your cut nails stained the floor of my girlfriend's studio?"

Lin Xiaoming said quickly: "I can ask my men to clean it and make sure it is clean."

Chen Haodao: "Why do you want others to clean your nails when you cut them?"

Lin Xiaoming thought to himself, aren't you asking questions knowingly?

He said with a grimace: "I wanted to clean it myself, but my leg was broken and I couldn't stand up at all."

Chen Hao laughed, but there was no smile in his eyes: "Don't you have a mouth?"

Lin Xiaoming's expression changed: "What...what do you mean?"

Chen Hao said coldly: "Use your tongue to lick all the nails on the ground for me!"

Lin Xiaoming's face twitched, and for a moment, the huge humiliation seemed to turn into an atomic bomb, violently exploding in his chest.

The fire of anger was burning, making him temporarily forget the pain and fear of his broken leg.

Lin Xiaoming wanted to roar, scold, and fight Chen Hao.

Even if he is killed in the next moment, he will not hesitate.

A man can be killed but not humiliated! Suddenly, Lin Xiaoming felt a huge stamping force coming from his head, and the splitting headache came again, like a storm, extinguishing the angry flames.

"Master Lin, you seem dissatisfied?"

Chen Hao's cold voice came from above.

Lin Xiaoming felt as if his head was about to be crushed. The severe pain instantly restored his fear of death. He collapsed and shouted: "Don't kill me, don't kill me. I'll lick it now, I'll lick it now... I will definitely lick it."

It’s so clean!”

Chen Hao let go of his feet and looked at him condescendingly: "Mr. Lin, it's not easy to be a tough guy. There are indeed some tough guys, but you are not."

"Yes, yes..." Lin Xiaoming responded with a cry, lifting his upper body with his arms and looking for it on the ground.

After a long while, he finally found the nail fragments he had cut off, resisted his nausea, stuck out his tongue, and started licking it.

Chen Hao said lightly: "Lick it well. If there is one nail left, I will chop off one of your fingers. If there are two nails left, I will chop off two. And so on. If there are more than ten, you will have to go to Thailand.

"

"Yes..." Lin Xiaoming trembled and started licking harder.

Chen Hao then raised his fingers to Zhao Yanping, the fat and greasy man and the man named Jin who were lying on the ground: "Just now you were throwing cigarette butts and spitting in the conference room. Like Mr. Lin, you cleaned it with your tongue.

Bar."

The three of them were immediately dumbfounded.

Licking away discarded cigarette butts and spit-out phlegm?

Even thinking about it is disgusting.

But even Lin Xiaoming had his legs broken by Chen Hao and was left licking his cut nails on the ground. How could they dare to resist?

With no choice but to hold back their nausea, the three of them lay down on the ground and started licking.

"I'm going to the bathroom."

Fang Wenfei, a girl, couldn't stand such a beautiful scene, so she covered her mouth and rushed out of the conference room.

In the blink of an eye, half an hour passed.

Lin Xiaoming and others had already licked the ground clean, but Chen Hao didn't let them get up, so they could only continue to do the disgusting cleaning work.

Bang! Suddenly, the conference room door made a loud noise and was kicked open from the outside.

Immediately, a group of people rushed in.

These people were both male and female, of different ages. Many of them had bright eyes and exuded a fierce aura. They were obviously warriors.

The leader was a pretty woman in her thirties. After entering the conference room, she saw Lin Xiaoming licking the ground, and her expression suddenly changed.

"Husband, what are you doing, stop it!"

She yelled, stepped forward and hugged Lin Xiaoming, trying to stop him.

"Ah..." Lin Xiaoming's leg was broken when she touched it, and he howled in pain.

Only then did the woman see Lin Xiaoming's broken leg, and she couldn't help being shocked and angry. She quickly had two chairs pulled out, put them together, and then carefully placed Lin Xiaoming on them.

"Leng Hao, can you help me see how Xiao Ming's legs are doing?"

Immediately, the woman said to a burly warrior.

The warrior nodded and stepped forward to check Lin Xiaoming's injuries.

The woman glanced around and saw Chen Hao and Fang Wenfei sitting on the other side of the conference table. Her pretty face showed murderous intent unabashedly: "Are you Chen Hao?

Was it you who broke my husband’s legs?”

Chen Haodao: "Yes, who are you?

Where is Leng Tianyou, the head of the Leng family, not here?"

"Shut up! Who do you think you are? How dare you call my master by his first name!"

"Ignorant people are fearless, and you still want the head of my family to come see you?

Are you worthy?"

"You injured my uncle of the Leng family and blatantly provoked my Leng family. I will let you die without a burial today!"

...When everyone in the Leng family heard this, their faces suddenly darkened, and they all yelled and cursed.

Chen Hao frowned and looked at Lin Xiaoming: "I told you to find someone with weight to come over, not just cats and dogs. Don't you understand human language?"

"What did you say!"

Everyone in the Leng family was furious and wanted to step forward.

The woman waved her hand.

Everyone stopped angrily.

A cold glint flashed in the woman's eyes, and she said in a cold voice: "My name is Leng Yinhua, and I am the daughter of Leng Tianyou, the head of the Leng family. Is she an important person in your mouth?"

Chen Haodao: "I have asked Lin Xiaoming to tell you my name clearly, but you don't even know who I am. What kind of important person are you?"

Chen Hao said impatiently: "I don't want to waste time. You call your father right away, tell him my name is Chen Hao, and ask him to come over within ten minutes."

What?

Hearing this, everyone in the Leng family almost exploded with anger.

I have seen arrogant people, but I have never seen such arrogant people.

The dignified Leng family, the top family in Han Dynasty, had never been treated like this before.

This is unbearable! "Miss, my uncle suffered a comminuted fracture and his injury is very serious. Even if it can be cured, I'm afraid... I won't be able to walk normally again."

At this time, Leng Hao finished checking Lin Xiaoming's leg injury and whispered to Leng Yinhua.

Leng Yinhua's expression changed.

"Honey, Chen Hao not only beat me to a disability, but also made me lick the garbage on the ground in public. Although I am not from the Leng family, I am your husband and the uncle of the Leng family. When have I ever suffered such humiliation?

You must help me take revenge!"

Lin Xiaoming also heard Leng Hao's words, his face first became extremely depressed, and then he roared full of hatred.

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