Chapter Ninety-Two: Do you know what our Fang family's status is in Su City?

"Yes, I know!"

Lin Fan's expression was neither sad nor joyful, and he said lightly.

Wang Yong looked at Lin Fan's calm and calm posture, and he was even more angry.

Firmly, Lin Fan is to play him again.

Mao Tu finally understood at this moment, a little person is a little person, even if he gives him money, he doesn't dare to ask for it.

Immediately sneered with disdain: "What? My boss gave you money, don't you dare to take it?"

Listening to Mao Tu's words, Wang Yong's face was extremely pale.

If he gave tens of thousands, he would definitely dare to accept it, but if he gave tens of billions, who could be so generous, and who would dare to believe that the money was real?

At this moment, Wang Yong's face was gloomy, and he scolded angrily: "Lin Fan, it's no fun for you to play me like this, I'm Fang Shao's little brother, if you treat me like this, I'm afraid that the road will be narrow in the future." ”

But when her words landed, the security guard, who had been watching the play on the sidelines, immediately muttered: "Wang Yong, don't you have a dead face, Fang Shao's car is here, why don't you hurry up and blow the two iron roosters away." ”

Wang Yong, who suddenly heard the call of his companion, immediately looked too high at the intersection and found that the supercar in dialect was slowly coming.

Suddenly, like a fly smelling a seamless egg, he won it in an instant, and before leaving, he didn't forget to sarcastically mock Lin Fan.

"I'll let you see in a moment, what is really a big shot, you are a grandson!"

When Lin Fan heard this, he didn't pay attention to it, raised his eyes, and saw that the supercar was indeed his target, dialect.

His face turned cold for a moment, and he said lightly: "Ready to do it!"

The words landed, and Mao Rabbit slowly took out his blood-colored broken blade.

Just when Fang Yan's sports car approached the sentry box, he stepped out with his left foot in an instant, his body was as light as a swallow, almost along Wang Yong's face, and he jumped into the sports car, and a blood-colored broken blade was placed on Fang Yan's neck, and he said with a smile: "My boss has something to look for you, get out of the car!"

Mao Tu's sudden movements, seven or eight security guards, including Wang Yong, counted one as one, and all of them froze in place.

At this time, they didn't have the heart to think about the slender legs of the rabbit, and they were horrified: "Who are these two people?"

"A supercar with few dialects, dare to stop it?"

The key is that if you stop it, you stop it, why are you using a knife for?

Isn't this looking for death?

You have to know the dialect, that is a well-known demon king in Su City, ordinary people can't wait to walk around the road when they meet, who dares to provoke him?

Hiss!

At the entrance of the open community, the atmosphere is suddenly cold, like falling into an ice cellar.

The dialect that had been stunned for a long time came back to his senses at this moment, and he suddenly scolded: ", where did you come from, you dare to trouble your young master Fang?

Although the knife was on his neck, the dialect had no fear at all, but scolded arrogantly.

However, when he pulled down his Tyrannosaurus sunglasses slightly, he seemed to be amazed to see the face of the rabbit clearly.

An evil smile flashed from the corner of his mouth, and he smiled faintly: "It turns out that she is still a beautiful little sister!"

"What's the matter? I feel lonely and want to find my brother to relieve my loneliness?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the security guards burst into laughter.

At the same time, he was also sighing secretly, this is the bearing that a big man should have, he was neck by a knife frame, and he could still be so light-hearted.

"Smack!"

Mao Rabbit slipped a heavy mouth on Fang Yan's face, and said lightly with a cold face: "My boss, I have something to do with you, he is in a bad mood now, if you don't want to die, get off immediately!"

A cold wind blew.

was jerked out of a dialect, and at this moment he roared like thunder: "Do you know who I am? You dare to beat me? Wang Yong, don't you dog slaves see that I was beaten?"

But as soon as his words fell, he suddenly suffered a heavy blow to his lower back, and he had no choice but to fly out of the car from the driver's seat in an instant.

Suddenly, there was a huge pain, and Fang Yan howled violently.

"You guys, ...... the hell"

Before he finished speaking, seeing the rabbit attacking again, Fang Yan had to hold his head and squat on the ground and scream.

Wang Yong, who witnessed the abuse of dialects throughout the whole process, was so sluggish that his legs were filled with lead and couldn't move, he slowly turned his head to look at Lin Fan's cold expression, and wondered, "What kind of blood feud does this Lin Fan have with dialects, as for this?"

"Moreover, what dare he dare to attack Fang Yan?"

Now Wang Yong feels a little strange to his neighbor.

If the other party wrote a check of 10 billion just now, it would surprise him.

Now that Lin Fan let the secretary beat the dialect violently, it was shocking.

However, he Wang Yong was able to mix smoothly in the security team, and it was inseparable from the care of dialects.

Now that his backer is being humiliated, where can he still watch it.

Instantly called a few security guards and rushed forward.

But at this time, the dialect was already on the ground with Mao Rabbit holding his hair and his face facing the sky, embarrassed!

Mao Tu didn't care about the approach of Wang Yong and the others, took out his gun, pointed at Fang Yan's head, looked at him with a playful look, and asked lightly: "Now, can you understand what I said?"

"My boss is looking for you and asking you something, understand?"

When Wang Yong and the others saw the weapon in Mao Tu's hand, they immediately stopped their steps and did not dare to move forward.

They are all street gangsters, and they usually fight and fight, play with bricks and beer bottles, and are very good at it.

But in the face of the big killer in the hands of the rabbit, where do you dare to move forward.

Flee in a hurry so as not to be affected!

When Fang Yan saw this scene, his eyes were full of angry flames, and he yelled: "Ask your mother, Lao Tzu is so big, the first time you are beaten, you have a special kind of beating me today, otherwise, I will kill you!"

When the rabbit heard this, he sneered faintly.

For this kind of person who dies, she has seen a lot of rabbits and killed a lot.

She really hoped that the information about Lin Fan's father's death would be traced to Fang Yan and it would be over.

In this way, she doesn't need to see the boss's gloomy face all day long.

Thinking of this, Mao Tu slowly opened the insurance, put his finger on the trigger, and said with a faint smile: "Since you still have the courage to be strong, then when I send you down to Huangquan, don't complain!"

The voice landed, and the dialect was completely stunned at this moment.

He could feel that the other party was not joking, but really wanted to kill him.

At the moment when he wanted to beg for mercy, an old and cold voice sounded: "Stop!"

When the words landed, I saw an old man with a rickety figure, but his spirit was still full, a pair of falcon-like eyes, staring at the rabbit, and slowly walked over from a Rolls Royce.

In a somewhat calm tone, he spoke again: "My grandson, how did you offend the two of you? You actually want to kill you, do you know the status of our Fang family in Su City?"

When Lin Fan heard this, he smiled and said nothing. Slowly took out the jade plaque in his arms, placed it in front of Fang Yan, and asked lightly: "Where did you get this jade plaque? Tell me, I will spare you from death!"