"You don't dare, so you don't dare to kill people. Haha, the descendants of the Zhao family, since they don't even dare to kill anyone."

Zhao Cong laughed wildly, but Zhao Fan raised his eyebrows slightly.

This man had no contact with him, but he shouted out the words "Sons and Grandchildren of the Zhao family" in one word. His guess has been finally confirmed.

A sweeping leg knocked Zhao Cong down on the ground again. The crisp sound appeared again, and the man's knee joint was dislocated at this moment.

Only one left hand left was left, and Zhao Cong, who was still crazy, wanted to get up from the ground, but just held it up for two strokes. Zhao Fan's big foot of 43 yards stepped on his face.

He woke up the phone that had already been in his hand and dialed out the familiar number. Zhao Fan's expression was a little complicated.

Hearing the old man's calm voice ringing on the other end of the phone, Zhao Fan was silent for two seconds before speaking: "What is the relationship between the people from the Zhao family in Beijing and you?"

The other end of the phone was also silent.

After a long time, the old man said in a calm voice: "Who is it?"

"Zhao Cong."

As Zhao Fan expected, the old man did not answer his question positively.

"Except for not killing him, you can do whatever you want. I'll deal with the Zhao family."

The old man's tone was still calm, but Zhao Fan knew him so well that he could clearly feel the anger contained in his tone.

Zhao Fan has always known that in this world, wherever there are people, there will definitely be privileges.

But he didn't expect that the Zhao family's privilege would be so bold. This is the Westin Hotel. The incident happened in front of hundreds of people, and at least dozens of people chose to call the police immediately.

But until the end, no policeman showed up.

Zhao Cong had been beaten into a pig's head, and only one left hand was left behind with his limbs. Naturally, the old man said he would not kill him, so there was no reason to continue to tangle with him.

He looked at Zhao Cong coldly with a sole print on his swollen face. Zhao Fan waved to Belinda and Lin Shiqi who were already walking here, and walked outside the venue.

The few people left took the initiative to make way for them. When many people looked at Zhao Fan, they looked like they wanted to speak but stopped.

"Miss Belinda, you must find a way to get my elder brother to leave China as soon as possible. The Zhao family is too powerful. Now that the elder brother offended them, I'm afraid there will be no peace in the future."

Han Mingjie, who was following Belinda immediately, looked anxious and said loudly as he looked at Belinda.

"Yes, Miss Belinda, Mr. Zhao got involved with the Zhao family because of your affairs. You must help him."

"With the strength of your Braddock family, as long as Mr. Zhao leaves China, you will definitely have a way to protect him, right?"

The people around him saw that they had already walked to the door. After hearing Han Mingjie's words, many people shouted, all looking at Belinda with anticipation.

"Please rest assured that even if I die, I will not receive any harm."

Belinda had a sweet smile on her lips, and she looked at Zhao Fan's face deeply before turning to look at everyone and nodding vigorously.

"Haha, a bunch of idiots, do you think they left? Not to mention China, they can't even get out of this hotel."

Zhao Cong, who had already sat up, looked at the people at the door and laughed wildly. Although his pronunciation was vague, everyone still understood what he meant and his face changed suddenly.

Zhao Fan's exploration technique can cover a range of one thousand meters. At this moment, he had already seen that the downstairs were surrounded by countless soldiers carrying guns and ammunition.

Hearing Zhao Cong's words, his expression turned slightly cold, and then turned to Lin Shiqi and said solemnly: "You and Belinda are now going back to the room as fast as possible, and don't come out no matter what happens."

"You protect yourself, I have called Mr. Mu."

Lin Shiqi's face changed for a moment, but she was silent for only a second, then nodded heavily, reached out and grabbed Belinda.

Just as she turned around, her body suddenly paused, and then turned around and threw herself into Zhao Fan's arms at a faster speed.

She stood on tiptoe and kissed Zhao Fan gently, and said gently: "I'll wait for you."

"Wait for you!"

These two words contain a lot of helplessness and affection.

Not everyone is willing to wait, and not everyone is worth it.

Waiting for you, this promise is far more beautiful than loving you.

Lin Shiqi is a smart girl. She already knows what kind of existence the Zhao family Zhao Fan faces, and also sees Zhao Cong's arrogance and madness.

So she did not hesitate at all, nor did she cry like other girls. Instead, she listened very simply to Zhao Fan's words, and took Belinda away without stopping.

"Fan, I don't want to go back to my room, I want to be with you. My father is already communicating with the senior management of China. If they dare to do anything, the whole China will be ready to bear the anger of our Braddock family."

Belinda only hugged Zhao Fan's arm and said loudly with a firm expression.

"As you, hurry up and leave. If your father hasn't handled it yet, we will be dead here. Even if the Braddocks blow up the entire China, it will make no sense."

Zhao Fan shook his head and signaled to Lin Shiqi. With the help of a group of staff members who followed Belinda, he quickly took her out of the venue.

Two minutes later, countless footsteps rang out outside the venue, and countless soldiers with live ammunition rushed into the venue as expected.

The people who had not had time to leave were blocked in the venue. Looking at the dark muzzles and the group of soldiers with murderous faces, all of them were pale and they squatted on the ground in panic.

Only Zhao Fan stood in the court with a calm expression, looking particularly conspicuous.

"You're crazy, are you going to keep mad? I said you'll die, so I'll have ten thousand ways to make you die."

As soon as the soldiers appeared, Zhao Cong started to laugh again. Although he looked extremely embarrassed at the moment, his arrogant nature still remained unabashed.

"Mr. Zhao, Mr. Zhao, where are you?"

An officer with two bars and one star epaulette on his shoulders was faintly sweating on his face. He glanced at the venue with anxiety and soon saw Zhao Cong sitting on the ground.

His face suddenly changed, and he stepped to his side in a few big strides, shouting at the two people following him: "Why are you still standing there? Why don't you call an ambulance quickly?"

"No need, it's just a dislocation. Just find someone to help me pick it up."

"I want him to die this person!"

Zhao Cong looked straight at Zhao Fan, who was still calm, and shook his head gently, his tone was biting cold.

"Mr. Zhao, this..."

The officer said a few words with a embarrassed expression. A soldier walked towards him quickly with the phone in his hand. Seeing the name displayed on the phone that had been connected, the officer was slightly stunned. He quickly put his phone in his ear and walked out of the venue quickly.

At this moment, a crisp phone ringtone rang beside Zhao Cong. He heard a familiar voice and looked at the source of the sound, and found that his phone had fallen to the ground at some point.

Seeing the name displayed on the screen of the mobile phone with several cracks, I was slightly stunned and signaled to a soldier guarding him. The young soldier quickly picked up the phone, answered it and put it in his ear.

"knew."

A few seconds later, Zhao Cong's body began to tremble violently, his eyes were so angry that they were completely red, but he pressed his breath and uttered three words in a dull manner.

The person who called did not talk to him any nonsense. After hearing the three words, he simply hung up the phone.

Zhao Cong let out a heavy breath, reached out to grab the soldier's phone and smashed it hard on the ground, and let out a roar like a wild beast.

"Cancel team!"

After the officer who had received the phone call outside the door came in, he stared at Zhao Fan with complicated eyes for two seconds before nodding to him, waved his hand gently to the soldiers under him, and calmly spit out two words.

Although a group of soldiers were unclear, they still resolutely carried out the order, quickly put away their guns and came out one after another.

When Zhao Cong just received the call, he must have known the result. He did not look any unexpected in the departure of these soldiers.

His eyes were a little hollow, and he stared at the dazzling lights on the ceiling in a daze, and he didn't even look at Zhao Fan again.

"Don't want to talk to me?"

Although Zhao Fan didn't understand what was going on, he also knew that no one would cause trouble for him for the time being. He was full of doubts and simply moved a chair and sat in front of Zhao Cong, looking at him and said calmly.

"You don't have to be proud, one day, you will die at my hands."

Zhao Cong's eyes regained a little bit of spirit, and then he looked at Zhao Fan in a crazy manner, and growled in a resentful tone.

"Let me guess. If we have a grudge, you can go to me directly. There is no need to take such a big trouble. Do you have any concerns? Even if you want to touch me, you have to force me to do it first?"

"The Zhao family in Beijing is not very awesome. What are you afraid of? Is it the Tianlongyuan?"

Zhao Fan was not in a hurry. Since so many soldiers answered the phone and left, it means that Zhao Cong is basically an abandoned son now, and he has a lot of patience to ask out something from this person.

When he heard the words "Tianlongyuan", Zhao Cong indeed looked up at Zhao Fan, but soon sneered and turned his eyes away.

"If we have a good guess, we should have some connections, maybe we have a relationship. You really have to force me to use some means before you can say it?"

Zhao Fan stood up and squatted in front of Zhao Cong, and said leisurely.

"You are worthy of being married?"

Zhao Cong sneered again, looked at Zhao Fan calmly and said, "If you have any means, I want to see what true teachings you have obtained in more than 20 years."

"It seems that I really have something to do with the old man. After more than 20 years of time, the true teaching?"

"What do you want is Zhuanxu's horse-controlling step or Liangyi Tianxin's acupointing hand? The old man can take advantage of his skills, except for medical skills, only these two things."

Zhao Fan's eyes lit up and he said with a gentle chuckle.

Zhao Cong's eyes flashed, he closed his mouth tightly, and even his eyes were closed, so he didn't plan to say something to Zhao Fan.

"It's all the time, and it's really the same as the ones in martial arts novels. Are you going to grab any martial arts secrets? Why don't I write these two things out and hand them back to you? Don't come and cause trouble for me again in the future, okay?"

Zhao Fan had already put a silver needle in his hand and was about to ask questions. However, when the Exploration Sword saw a large number of police officers coming from outside the door, his eyes flashed, he gave up this idea and continued to ask tentatively.
Chapter completed!