As soon as Hong Yinghao reported his name, the air in the entire ward seemed to freeze in an instant, and the ward was quiet, and even the temperature seemed to have dropped a lot.

The aunt's face suddenly changed color, and she looked angry and frightened.

Xiao Rui's two small hands tightly grasped Han Ye's clothes, and her pretty face was full of horror, as if Hong Xiong's previous smashing of her house had left her with quite serious psychological trauma.

Han Ye patted her little hand lightly with some heartache, signaling her not to be afraid,

Then he squinted his eyes and stared at the old man in front of him.

He guessed from the beginning who this old man was, and he had already heard the legends about this old man, but it was better to hear than to see.

When I saw it with my own eyes today, I felt that there was no vanity under the fame.

Although Hong Yinghao is old, he is tall, sturdy, not old at all, with a Chinese face, a resolute expression, and a majestic momentum.

In particular, the big hands full of thick calluses are still as steady as a rock, and they don't seem to be shaken at all by the passage of time.

Han Ye's pupils shrank slightly, those calluses were the traces left by years of martial arts practice.

Moreover, Hong Yinghao is sixty years old, and his hands are still so stable, and his strength when he was young is only much stronger than that of his son Hong Xiong.

Even now, it is not to be underestimated.

Han Ye was not so surprised that the Hong family came to the door.

What he was surprised was that the Hong family came so quickly, so urgently, and so many people came!

If there is a conflict, he is only afraid that he will have to completely expose his identity and strength, and even kill to protect the safety of his aunt and Xiaorui.

Han Ye was assessing the strength of the other party, and the aunt supported her body with her hands with some difficulty, sat up from the hospital bed, and asked Hong Yinghao: "What are you bringing so many people to my ward for?" Although Xiao Rui and Xiao Ye have an argument with your grandson, it really shouldn't be.

But your son has smashed my house and injured me and my daughter. Don't you think that's enough?

I hope you take these people and get me out immediately, or I'll call the police!"

Before Hong Yinghao could speak, a big man behind him grinned, "Call the police? You go and report it! You just go and report it! See if the police will care, will we be afraid?"

The others immediately burst into laughter, one by one, fearlessly, and seemed to ignore the police at all:

"Since we're here, even the police have to give three points!"

"How old are the policemen, just let him come!"

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Seeing that these big men were arrogant, the aunt looked even more uneasy: "Then what do you want?"

Hong Yinghao said slowly at this time: "I apologize to you. I am very sorry that my eldest son Hong Xiong has caused you a lot of harm because of my poor discipline, and I am responsible for all your medical expenses and family losses, and I only hope that you can forgive Hong Xiong for his reckless behavior. ”

As soon as Hong Yinghao spoke, the laughter of those big men suddenly stopped, and they looked at Hong Yinghao in surprise one by one, their faces full of incomprehension.

Zhou Yang, who was beside Hong Yinghao, was even more surprised.

Hong Xiong was seriously injured, the martial arts hall was picked, and the old hall owner was still angry and murderous just now, which was terrifying, but now, he was full of murderous aura and behaved so restrained!

Even if it is a salute before the soldiers, it is a little too polite.

What kind of medicine is sold in the old owner's gourd?

Will this revenge be avenged or not?

Everyone was confused by Hong Yinghao's behavior, and the aunt refused angrily:

"Just because my daughter fought back against your grandson's molesting and beating. Your son led people to smash my house, beat me with multiple fractures, and injured my 12-year-old daughter, you are really too domineering and unreasonable! I really dare not accept your apology!"

Before she finished speaking, someone scolded loudly:

"Old Man Hong apologizes to you, that's already giving you face! Don't be embarrassed!"

"The old hall master gives you a step, you hurry down, and now you are still holding it, be careful that you won't even give you this step when the time comes!"

"My master is highly respected, and now he has put down his body and apologized to you, which is already very sincere, and you had better accept it when you see it. ”

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Hong Yinghao waved his hand and motioned for them to shut up, and then said to Aunt Han Ye: "Hong Xiong was rude and lawless, and he was severely punished for it. I am sure that he will never do such a thing again. ”

Speaking of this, he stretched out his hand and pushed his grandson forward, "Feihan, this matter is up to you, quickly apologize to Xiaorui and Auntie, and ask for their forgiveness." ”

"Why apologize? They hit me, they should have beaten me! They should die!" Hong Feihan waved his fist and shouted angrily, "My dad avenged me, he's not wrong at all!"

"Shut up!"

Hong Yinghao's face changed, and he shouted violently, "Slap!" slapped his grandson's fat face, slammed him into a stumbling position, and almost fell to the ground.

Half of Hong Feihan's cheeks immediately swollen high, and nosebleeds flowed out.

"Who taught you this! I want you to apologize, you apologize!" Hong Yinghao said sharply, his gray beard trembling slightly with anger.

Hong Feihan covered his face, looked at his grandfather in shock, and even forgot to cry for a while, as if he couldn't figure out how his grandfather, who had always been extremely doting on him everywhere, suddenly seemed to be a different person, became so terrible, and slapped him!

Hong Feihan was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses, angrily and unwillingly lay on the ground, regardless of how dirty the ground in the ward was, he pulled his throat and cried like a pig.

While crying, he kept waving his arms, kicking his legs, and yelling loudly to express his anger.

Hong Yinghao looked at his grandson who was rolling on the ground, sighed heavily, the whole person seemed to be ten years old in an instant, and even the momentum that had been tense on his body was a little scattered.

He slowly knelt down on one leg and slammed Aunt Han Ye to the ground: "I have no way to educate, my son is like this, and my grandson is the same." I am here to make amends to you, I hope you will forgive me!"