"Save, help! Oh my god! Dad save me!" Sun Lang was so scared that he pissed up and crawled towards the gate of the courtyard crying. ±

The sorrow of the sound and the ugly of the body are really something that makes people hide their faces and cannot bear to look at them directly.

Ling Qingfeng shot out the knife casually, and his head was right. The knife was in the handle and penetrated into the base of Sun Lang's thighs. He rolled all over the ground with pain, and all his tears and snot flowed down.

"Oh, it seems a bit off!" Ling Qingfeng shook his head with regret, but the camera function of the mobile phone in his hand was always on, and all the ugly appearances of Sun Lang and others were included in it.

When Sun Lang's crying became weaker, Ling Qingfeng smiled and said, "I just took some photos, it's very satisfying. Do you want to appreciate it? Oh, by the way, if our cleaner suffers grievances in the future, I will put this thing on the video website, and the clicks will definitely be very popular!"

Sun Lang lowered his head and did not dare to speak. Wu Zijie simply fainted. Only Jack forced his head to raise his head and shook his head at the terrifying fat man, "We admit defeat, and we dare not provoke Zhang Xiaomeng again in the future! Please, let us go?"

Seeing Jack begging for mercy, Yang Yingli, who was not daring to say anything, also plucked up her courage and said to Zhang Xiaomeng with a begging look on her face: "Xiaomeng, we were wrong this time! Please, let him let us go? We will never dare to do it again!"

Zhang Xiaomeng looked embarrassed. Although she was very angry, she was very worried. These people had backgrounds and really offended them. She didn't know how to live in the future. Although she seemed to offend her to death now, but...

Zhang Xiaomeng wanted to say something, but she didn't know how to say it.

Ling Qingfeng glanced at Xiaomeng and said lightly: "Forget it, it's over, just bury them all!"

"Ah? Are you saying killing them? No, no!" Zhang Xiaomeng was shocked and quickly stopped him.

Ling Qingfeng deliberately shouted in a bad voice: "Damn it, what's wrong! Killing one is just a kill, killing one is also a kill, anyway, I'm leaving in two days! I don't know when I'll be back! Once I leave, they will definitely take revenge on you! Instead of being cheated by others, it's better to kill them directly!"

After saying this, Sun Lang and the other two were stunned! It turns out that this fat man is a murderer wandering around! This time he really has no way to survive!

Although Zhang Xiaomeng was also afraid of the fat tenant, she still couldn't really watch Yang Yingli and the other three die in front of her. The girl mustered up the courage, raised her neck, and said softly: "Please, don't kill people, okay? They are very bad, but..."

In the eyes of these people, the fat man in front of him looked so ferocious. When he said he wanted to kill someone, everyone couldn't help but believe it.

Ling Qingfeng grinned and smiled and said, "Silly girl, if you don't kill them, they will find someone to deal with you as soon as they go out. Do you believe it?"

Zhang Xiaomeng bit her lip tightly and after a while, she replied: "I believe it, but I will call the police! If you kill them now, when the police ask me, I don't know how to answer!"

"Let me go! I promise not to deal with you! We were wrong today, and I will never dare to do it again!" Jack took advantage of the situation and cried and cried.

"Yes, yes! I, I want to go home!" Yang Yingli shouted almost in a crying voice.

Sun Lang, who was sitting on the ground with his eyes flashing, nodded desperately, and he didn't even dare to look at Ling Qingfeng and Zhang Xiaomeng.

Ling Qingfeng knew that the temperature was almost done, so he yawned a big yawn first, then squinted his eyes and said, "It doesn't matter anyway! I know you are not convinced, you can just call anyone to come. I'm all white and black, just because I'm afraid you won't be able to afford it in the end! Now, get out of here!"

Upon hearing this, Jack and Sun Lang couldn't help but look at each other, and their faces were filled with joy.

"Thank you for not killing the hero. Thank you, thank you!" Jack thanked him repeatedly, and winked at Yang Yingli, asking her to help him help him lift Sun Lang up from the ground. The three of them ran towards the courtyard gate without looking back.

"Don't throw the garbage in my yard! Take it all away!" Ling Qingfeng added in time.

Jack was so scared that he shivered all over. He had already arrived at the gate of the yard, but he turned back and pulled Wu Zijie on the ground and helped him out of the yard.

The four of them were panicked and even forgot about the car. They just walked faster and faster along the road under their feet, for fear that the fat man would regret chasing him again.

Sun Lang was injured, and as he walked, he was bleeding from his crotch. He was very upset. He was even more upset when he saw Jack carrying Wu Zijie on his back.

After walking through the corner of the mountain road, Sun Lang finally couldn't help but shouted at Jack: "What are you doing? Come and help me and throw him to the side of the road! Don't worry about him going to die!"

Jack was stunned when he heard this, looked at Sun Lang's angry face, felt a little dizzy, and sighed slightly, put Wu Zijie in a coma on the stone steps by the roadside.

"Mr. Sun, let's call a taxi, right? Your wound is still bleeding, don't walk forward!"

"Okay, okay! It hurts so much! I can't leave anymore!" As soon as Sun Lang stopped, he couldn't help looking down at his crotch, fearing that the wound would touch the most precious part of the man.

"Then I'm calling a taxi?" Jack asked hesitantly, feeling that it seemed embarrassing to be seen by someone and Sun Lang.

"Call for a taxi?" Sun Lang's mind moved, took out his cell phone, and directly pulled out his uncle's phone.

"Hey, Xiaolang, why did you remember to call me?" Uncle Sun Lang's rough voice came from the phone.

"Uncle! I was bullied, the other party is a master! I claimed your name, and he said that I was the one who beat me. If it weren't for the nephew of the Hutou Shaobao, he wouldn't have to fight! People even said that waiting for you here, it would be useless for many people to bring." Sun Lang said with a crying voice and tried his best to add fuel to the jealousy.

"Don't panic first, what is the other party coming from? Are you injured? Or do you come back first? Let's put it together?"

Sun Shaofu is an old man. He knows what kind of virtue his nephew has, and is unwilling to act rashly.

"That's a big deal! He almost castrated me! The knife is still stuck in my place now! I'm fucking you! Sun Shao Mansion, why don't you come to save me! No one will die after you die!" Sun Lang finally couldn't help it and cursed.

When Sun Shaofu heard on the phone that his nephew hurt his descendant, he immediately became angry. He practiced martial arts for many years and was not close to women, in order to maintain his body as a boy. However, once he competed with someone, he accidentally injured his lower body and ended up in the future.

He always thought that his nephew was his own son, hoping that he would give him a living and send him off to his death and continue his incense. Now his nephew is actually injured by someone's lower body. Could it be that the enemy in the world deliberately retaliated? What he wants is the tiger-headed young master who has lost his son and grandson?

"Xiaolang, don't worry, how many of them are there? Where are you now?" Sun Shaofu asked gritted his teeth.

Sun Lang heard his uncle's anger and said hatefully: "He is only alone, but he is very skilled. I have never seen such a powerful person before. Uncle, please bring more people here, and we are on the roadside of Qingliu Villa District. Come quickly!"

"Okay, wait for me! I'll come here!"

Sun Shaofu put down the phone and bowed to the distinguished guest sitting opposite him, saying seriously: "I'm sorry, I made Brother Hong laugh. Something happened to my nephew, I have to go there in person."

The guest sitting opposite the tiger-headed Shaobao smiled faintly, "It happened just when Mr. Hong came to the door. Haha, why not let me accompany you to see who dared to touch Brother Shaofu's tiger beard?"

"How dare you bother Brother Hong in a small matter? But that's fine! Please help me give some advice and let outsiders see the methods of our Huwei Tang men!

Sun Shaofu agreed, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes, but he secretly complained in his heart, neither too late nor too late, but something happened at this critical moment. Could it be that someone did it on purpose? Since Hong Qingshan opened his mouth, it would definitely not be possible if he suspected that he was deliberately trying to refuse the matter. It would be bad.

Hong Qingshan is a member of the Hongmen in Hong Kong. This time he came to Beijing to find Hutou Shaobao for a big deal. No matter what the final result is, Sun Shaofu does not want to offend him.

After thinking about it, Sun Shaofu ordered his disciples beside him: "Xiaolang was tricked by someone, and he blew his whistle and called for someone, picking twenty of the best ones to beat together! I want to see who is brave enough to touch my Sun Shaofu's nephew!"

"I understand!" The eldest disciple of Sun Shaofu clasped his fists at the master in a trembling spirit.
Chapter completed!