Chapter Eighty-Three: Cutting Off His Limbs

Zheng Tianlang only felt a piercing pain in his right leg, and he couldn't support it on one knee, and finally fell directly to the ground, his left hand still covering his broken right leg, and his right arm was dripping with blood.

At this time, Zheng Tianlang was so painful that he almost bit his teeth, he couldn't say a hard word, and his mouth was still squeaking, like a madman.

"Presumptuous, you dare to hit someone in front of me, boy, you are very awesome!"

Feng Jiarong was furious, and easily snatched a watermelon knife from the little brother behind him, and threatened: "I see if you can still walk out of the café today." ”

Then with a wave of the knife, his personal bodyguards also walked up left and right.

"Feng Jiarong, you are so majestic!"

After Han Yu finished beating people, he turned around with an iron rod, "You want to try another one?"

Feng Jiarong was even more angry when he heard the previous sentence, but when Han Yu turned around, he immediately stayed in place.

Bang Dong –

The watermelon knife in Feng Jiarong's hand fell to the ground, and the back of the knife hit the instep of his foot, but he didn't feel the pain, just because panic took over everything.

At this moment, Feng Jiarong was sweating.

No wonder this person's voice was a little familiar, it turned out to be the evil star Han Yu......

"Mr. Feng, Mr. Feng, please save me. Zheng Tianlang broke his hands and feet, and after enduring the most intense pain, his consciousness recovered a little, and now he saw Feng Jiarong coming, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw.

He kept his head down, but he hadn't seen Feng Jiarong's pig's liver-like face clearly.

Han Yu sneered and asked, "Feng Jiarong, do you want to help this person deal with me?"

"No...... No. Feng Jiarong shook his head vigorously, "I don't dare!"

Similarly, Feng Jiarong's life's major events also have to rely on Han Yu, and he can't wait to treat Han Yu as the second master of Guan.

Just now, he was just too impulsive, and he started to threaten people just by seeing his back, and he almost had an accident!

"Don't dare?"

Han Yu joked, "Why don't you dare? If it's not me who is here today, I'm afraid that another person will be poisoned by you?"

Feng Jiarong lowered his head, not daring to answer, it was easy to have an accident if he said more.

Han Yu shook his hand and said indifferently: "Today's matter, you can do it!"

Feng Jiarong nodded vigorously and said, "Brother Han, I understand!"

"This ...... Why is that?"

Zheng Tianlang thought at first that he had misheard, and several question marks popped up in his head.

However, Feng Jiarong began to pick up the baton on the ground, is this still fake?

"Mr. Feng, I'll give you a million, ah no, 10 million, you help me clean up this kid. Zheng Tianlang panicked, and subconsciously wanted to use money to solve the dilemma in front of him.

Zheng Tianlang hated Han Yu to the extreme in his heart, if he could solve it with money, it would not be a problem.

"Say it again?"

Before Han could speak, Feng Jiarong came over with a baton, "I can't hear clearly, give me a chance and you can say it again!"

Zheng Tianlang noticed his anger, and thought that 10 million was not enough, so he hurriedly said: "Mr. Feng, I will pay 50 million, 50 million to buy this kid's limbs, this business is okay, right?"

"I can be your uncle!"

Feng Jiarong bent down slightly, lightly smashed his other leg with a stick, and scolded: "You have eaten the gall of a bear's heart and a leopard, Brother Han, you dare to move?

Han ...... Brother Han?" Zheng Tianlang was shocked, and asked cautiously: "Mr. Feng, as far as my friendship with you is concerned, 50 million is not good?"

Feng Jiarong sneered and said, "Friendship? What kind of friendship do I have with you? I warn you, don't talk nonsense here." ”

"Also, you want to borrow my hand to deal with Brother Han, are you too long?"

"No, it's not!"

Zheng Tianlang finally believed that Feng Jiarong and Han Yu were in a group, and he was shocked and frightened, and hurriedly shouted: "Mr. Feng, I am from the Zheng Group." ”

"Threaten me?"

Feng Jiarong said awe-inspiringly: "Zheng Group, do you think I will take it to heart? Even if Zheng Yunqiang comes, I will be able to step on the horse!"

Although the Feng family is short in stature, after all, they are all the bosses, and their every move is not comparable to ordinary people.

For example, now, he can scare Zheng Tianlang with a word.

"Brother Han, you say, how should I clean up this grandson?"

Feng Jiarong saw that the threat was almost over, and Zheng Tianlang's inner defense line basically collapsed, this was the best time to clean him up.

But here, Han Yu is the boss, and he has to follow Han Yu's orders.

Han Yu nodded with satisfaction and shouted, "The rest of the hands and feet, you can watch and deal with it, but don't go too far, let alone leave any handles." ”

Zheng Tianlang disgusted Han Yu three or four times, and even plotted against An Yan, Han Yu had endured him for a long time, and he couldn't let him go easily now.

Don't let him suffer a little, he really thinks that he can be arrogant and lawless!

"Brother Han, don't worry, we are professional and absolutely clean. "Feng Jiarong packed the ticket guarantee.

"You two, go errands. Feng Jiarong instructed his two bodyguards.

Seeing this, Zheng Tianlang's fear in his heart became stronger and stronger, and in order to save his life, he yelled: "Mr. Feng, don't, I'm from the Zheng Group, and my dad is Zheng Yunqiang......"

But soon, his menace was replaced by a terrible scream.

Zheng Tianlang never dreamed that if he found someone to clean up Han Yu, he would be targeted back.

And Han Yu couldn't have imagined that the medical vice president of the dignified hospital, who was also highly educated, would be so unbearable.

"Brother Han, are you still satisfied with this result?" Feng Jiarong came to Han Yu and nodded his head, very respectful.

Han Yu nodded, "Forget it this time, don't take it as an example!"

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Han Yu wanted to come for an interview today, but it turned out to be such a trouble, and in the end, he couldn't find a job.

"Brother Han, wait a minute. ”

Feng Jiarong suddenly caught up, hesitated for a while, and said tentatively: "Brother Han, I have something I want to ask you for help." ”

Feng Jiarong's heart was quite apprehensive, the last time he was at Fushan Restaurant, he wanted to ask Han Yu to treat his illness, but the timing was not right, because he almost offended Han Yu.

During this period, Feng Jiarong also tried to call Han Yu's phone, but he didn't dare, and he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to say it clearly on the phone.

This time, he finally met him, but the timing was still not right, and he accidentally offended Han Yu again.

But if you don't ask it again, I'm afraid you won't have a chance in the future!

Han Yu turned around and asked, "Do you want me to help you treat your infertility?"

"Brother Han is wise!" Feng Jiarong's eyes lit up, and after patting his ass, he looked at Han Yu expectantly.

"You go to the Hanging Pot House to find Zhang Shengshou, and say that I recommended you to come, and he will make a move, remember to be humble in your attitude. ”

Han Yu was not in the mood to administer the needle, so it was better to introduce him to the Hanging Pot House.

After Zhang Shengshou got the twelve divine needles and the complete nine yang returning needles, for this little problem, it is not a medicine to get rid of the disease!

After Han Yu finished explaining, he didn't wait for him to react, and ran away directly.

"Huh?" Feng Jiarong was a little disappointed, but this expression quickly retracted.

Last time, he consulted Zhang Shengshou, but Zhang Shengshou was not 100% sure, which disappointed him for a long time.

This time, Han Yu also asked him to go to Zhang Shengshou, and he was inevitably disappointed, but he didn't say anything, he thought that Han Yu was angry about today's events.

Thinking of this, Feng Jiarong became angry and wanted to go in and personally teach Zheng Tianlang how to behave, so as to vent his inner anger!

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Han Yu finally got the opportunity for an interview, but he was cheated by someone, and he didn't have hope for other companies, so he had nowhere to go now.

After thinking about it for a while, Han Yu decided to go to his mother's place to help cook noodles, which was the only contribution he could make to the family's income.

It was busy until the evening, and after Han Yu finished eating, he left to leave.

Settle down.

As soon as Han Yu came back, he immediately went back to the room, not wanting to see Pan Yingqiu's face at all.

Crunch –

When Han Yu pushed open the bedroom door, he saw An Yan sitting on his bed, his face not looking very good, as if he was angry.

Han Yu was a little confused, what happened to her tonight? Want to continue arguing?

"Willing to come back?"

An Yan stood up and looked at Han Yu coldly, "What are you doing today, tell me honestly!"