Haishi Yang family, Yang Hongtao, the head of the Yang family, is practicing boxing in the courtyard.

He was empty-handed, and his fists were full of domineering wind, and he let out a terrible roar.

After half a ring, he stopped his figure, and a maid brought a cup of tea and carefully handed it to him: "Family, please drink tea!"

"Strength, where is the limit of strength?" Yang Hongtao's voice revealed a touch of depth and confusion.

He has practiced martial arts for half his life, and he always thinks that he has reached the limit of his strength, but he helplessly finds that his strength can continue to break through, as if there is no limit.

The maid didn't dare to make a sound, and carefully held the tea.

Yang Hongtao sighed softly, gently took the maid's teacup, took a sip gently, and took a tea leaf in his mouth.

At this moment, suddenly a servant rushed in and shouted in a panic: "Master, something is wrong!

Burst!

Yang Hongtao frowned, and the tea leaves in his mouth flew out, crossing the servant's face.

In an instant, a few strands of hair fluttered down.

It's as if the tea has unparalleled power.

Swish!

The servant's face turned white in an instant, his body stiffened in horror and did not dare to move, and cold sweat slipped down his head.

At this time, Yang Hongtao's voice finally came slowly: "Why are you so flustered?"

The servant's heart trembled, and he didn't even dare to wipe the cold sweat on his head, and stammered: "Home... Head of House...... Tianlin ...... Young Master Tianlin, he ......"

Yang Hong's face did not change, and he looked at him indifferently: "How is Tianlin?"

"Just... Someone came with the news just now, Young Master Tianlin was injured by someone, his life was hanging by a thread, and now he is being sent by his men!" the servant said with a trembling shock.

As soon as the servant's words fell, Yang Hongtao's gaze finally condensed slightly, and a terrifying cold aura overflowed, as if the surrounding air was about to freeze.

"You said that Tianlin was beaten to the point that his life was hanging by a thread?" Yang Hongtao's voice was cold and a little scary, making people shudder.

Although Yang Tianlin is not very popular with him, he is his blood.

Now, Yang Tianlin was injured to the point that his life was hanging by a thread, this was not only a slap in his face, but also a slap in the face of his Yang family!

This is a great shame for both him and the Yang family. The people of the Yang family were bullied like this in the land of Haishi! This is simply a slap in the face!

The deeper Yang Hongtao's eyes narrowed, the stronger Sen Ran's breath became: "I can't imagine that someone dares to touch the people of my Yang family, and even more so the son of Yang Hongtao." Hehe, it seems that my Yang family has been too low-key in recent years, and any ant dares to offend my Yang family!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a cold aura seemed to swirl around him, forming a terrifying rhythm!

As soon as the words fell, the maids and servants around them trembled, and their hearts seemed to tremble and explode, and at this moment, they felt a terrifying murderous aura from Yang Hongtao's body.

Finally, the servant couldn't bear this terrible force and momentum, and the whole person knelt on the ground in horror.

"The other party, who is it?" Yang Hongtao looked down at the servant, his voice filled with a strong bloody meaning.

The servant's body trembled, he didn't dare to raise his head, and said tremblingly: "Home... The head of the family, the other party is a translator of Chang'an Logistics!"

"Huh?" Yang Hongtao's eyes suddenly opened, and he stared at the servant deadly: "You say... Tianlin was injured by a translator?"

"It's... Yes!" replied the servant's trembling forehead, "He... His name is Haisheng!"

"Click!" There was a crisp sound, and the teacup in Yang Hongtao's hand was directly pinched into powder!

He thought that Yang Tianlin was seriously injured by some powerful person, but he never thought that he was injured by an unknown person, which stimulated the anger in his heart even more.

In the next second, he shouted indifferently: "Old black and white, go to Chang'an Logistics for me, and bring me Li Changan and this person named Haisheng!"

Swish!

Two figures appeared beside him, one dressed in black and the other dressed in white, as if black. White impermanence!

These are the two personal guards beside Yang Hongtao!

"Go, within half an hour, I want to see these two people!" Yang Hongtao glanced at the two guards and ordered again.

"Yes, Master!" the two replied in unison, ready to go.

However, at this moment, a group of wounded and even crippled men rushed in with a young man covered in blood.

"Tianlin!"

Seeing the bloodied young man, Yang Hongtao's eyes were completely cold, even if he was the head of the Yang family who was moody and unhappy, his face also showed terrible murder and anger.

He roared angrily and rushed to Yang Tianlin.

When his gaze was fixed on Yang Tianlin, his expression suddenly froze, and his expression was incredulous, and then, the disbelief on his face turned into unprecedented anger.

The people around didn't seem to notice the change in Yang Hongtao's face, and begged one by one: "Family master, save the young master." ”

"Bang!"

Yang Hongtao's anger finally erupted like a volcano, and he slapped the face of a person next to him, and in an instant, the man was directly slapped into the yard and killed instantly.

Swish!

Everyone's faces changed drastically, and they retreated in horror, and Yang Tianlin fell directly to the ground.

Looking at Yang Tianlin on the ground, Yang Hongtao's thunderous voice finally sounded: "Haisheng, I want to use your head to pay tribute to my son!"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and their eyes became dull and shocked.

What the???

Master Tianlin... He's dead??