Lin Hao's eyes narrowed slightly and took a deep breath: "go to Fang's first!"
It's almost four o'clock after three o'clock in the evening. Most people are in the stage of deep sleep. Of course, there are also night owls who stay up all night. Now is the time when they think they are handsome and the donkeys and mules are sleeping soundly before the wind blows.
Lin Hao drove a car with Murong Wu and Zhao Xiaoke to an antique villa. The two street lamps gave off a faint yellow light.
Although Fang's position in Wanggang city is not as good as Qiao Ying's and Yu Zexin's, it is indeed a first-class one.
The wide solid wood gate was tightly closed together, and Lin Hao directly opened it without saying a word.
The huge noise sounded in the villa, and the shaking windows began to shake. The people of Fang family quickly got up from the bed. The people who were disturbed by the dream were in a rage, and they all grabbed the things that could hit people and rushed to the door.
"Mr. Lin?" Fang Shixian, who was dressed in a dark black Pajama, saw Lin Hao and his face became extremely gloomy. He said with a smile: "I don't know what happened when I visited late at night? If we broke our front office, did we offend you there? "
"Fang Shixian, you are so bold that you dare to attack my wife? You don't know how to write dead words, do you? " Lin Hao growled coldly in a low voice. If he hadn't worried about Meng shuran's safety, he would have done it already, and it would be as easy to talk there as it is now.
"You did come for this." Fang Shixian's breath stagnated, and his eyes flashed a little flustered.
"Those who know the truth will hand them in, if not..."
"If not, what do you want?" A man who looks like Lin Hao's age comes out and forcibly interrupts Lin Hao's words. Yawning, he glances at him: "boy, I've heard of you. Don't think that now that salted fish has turned over, you've become a big man, but it can't change the essence of your son-in-law."
Hearing this, Fang Shixian closed his eyes speechless. If he didn't talk, this man was his only son, otherwise he would have been dragged down to chop and feed the dog.
"This man is Fang Xiangming, the son of Fang Shixian. He's just a rich man who's greedy for wine and sex. It's nothing to worry about." Murong Wu whispered in Lin Hao's ear to remind him.
After all, he has been in Wanggang city for so many years, but he basically knows all the people who are famous in this city.
"Come here!" Lin Hao nodded twice and pointed at Fang Xiangming.
"Mr. Lin!" Fang Shi's mind suddenly panicked. He heard that Lin Hao had great skill and the fighting power he possessed was absolutely beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
Fang Xiangming is the only son he has. He is regarded as the flesh of the palm of his hand and is not willing to scold him.
"Come here!" Lin Hao ignored Fang Shixian and roared loudly.
"Don't go there, Xiang Ming!" Fang Shi is so flustered that he wants to rush up after grabbing the knife in one's hand.
But when he left, Murong Wu had already come to him and slapped Fang Shixian's knife: "it's better to leave the matter to them. Let's be a spectator!"
"Murongwu!" Fang Shixian covers his hands and looks at the man in front of him anxiously.
How hard is the front of Murong Wuyu's dead net broken?
Are you kidding?
"Don't be afraid, Dad. Today I want to see what this rubbish can do in our family." Fang Xiangming didn't pay attention to Lin Hao at all. He yawned and walked over.
"You..."
Lin Hao doesn't give him a chance to speak at all. He kicks Fang Xiangming in the stomach. He controls his strength very well. He doesn't use any spiritual cultivation, and he doesn't kick Fang Xiangming backwards.
But just such a foot, Fang Xiangming knelt on the ground, severe pain caused his whole face to twist up, pain grinning teeth repeatedly inverted air-conditioning.
"You just said something wrong." Lin Hao kicks Fang Xiangming on his back and tramples him under his feet. Lao Tzu
smiled and smiled, bending his face. "This is your house, but when I put down your house, here is the place where Lao Tzu has the final say."
"Do you know the most wrong thing you've done since then?" Lin Hao gently shook his head and asked.
Fang Xiangming wanted to answer, but his head was pressed to the ground by Lin Hao. As a result, he did not dare to struggle at the moment and tried to stand up from Lin Hao's feet, because as long as he moved his face, it would rub with the concrete ground. Now half of his face is bloody.
"The most wrong thing is not putting yourself in the right place." Lin Hao spits on Fang Xiangming's head with a mouthful of phlegm, and the whole person becomes tyrannical in vain: "even your father doesn't dare to speak to me in this way. Why do you dare?"