Wang Yehui's cry spread far and wide.

At this moment, a Humvee rushed into the manor, made a sharp turn, and sped towards a corner.

Then the business Mercedes-Benz cars lined up in a vertical line, all of which drove into the manor.

"Sir, why don't you listen!" said the middle-aged man, wiping the blood from his mouth.

"There's nothing wrong with you protecting your son, but if your master touches my friend, you should pay a price. Du Feng's cold face was expressionless, there was no bloodlust just now, and there was no gloom at the beginning.

In the midst of the stalemate, the familiar Land Rover stopped beside everyone.

"Xiao Yao!"

Zuo Baofeng, who was dressed in a suit, got out of the car, and then two Mercedes-Benzes also drove over, and a group of big men got down.

"Uncle Feng!" Song Yuyao immediately threw herself into Zuo Baofeng's arms and spread her temper. Since childhood, Song Jichang has been busy managing gangs, and Song Yuyao has the most contact with Zuo Baofeng, except for the deceased Song mother.

Just now, Song Yuyao had contacted Zuo Baofeng through her mobile phone, and after Zuo Baofeng was slightly in trouble, she knew the emergency situation of this matter and rushed over as soon as possible.

The Wang family was already a big threat to the Song family, and now the speed at which this minions were exposed greatly exceeded his prediction. As a supporter of the Song family's faction, the tyrant Zuo Baofeng certainly had to find an explanation for this matter.

Just when he saw Du Feng stepping on Wang Yehui, he couldn't help but be surprised. The famous night boy was trampled under his feet like a dead dog, and looking at the appearance of the knife on the side, he was also seriously injured.

"You can actually seriously injure the knife" Du Feng's face became more profound in Zuo Baofeng's heart.

The knife is the title of a middle-aged man, and it can be said that the people in the entire Hong Gang who can fight him for a few rounds are rare, but he is not used by Song Jichang, and he has been appearing as the bodyguard of the Wang family for so many years.

No one knew his name, including the core members of the Hong Gang, who only knew this person's code name. I only know: he is a knife, a knife in the hands of the Wang family, but today the blade was broken in Du Feng's hands.

"Uncle Feng, Wang Yehui just now, he wants to .........." Song Yuyao leaned in Zuo Baofeng's ear and said what had just happened.

Zuo Baofeng didn't understand clearly in the text message just now, Song Yuyao said, her eyes seemed to breathe fire, and the green tendons spread from her fists to her elbows.

"He bullied people at the door of his house, and he also bullied Song Yuyao, who he regarded as his own!"

"Hall Master Zuo, let's not interfere with the children's childhood. "Knife still seems to want to reconcile.

"Mom, three babes! If you don't give an explanation today, you have to step on your Wang family!" Zuo Baofeng's tyrant's temper was instantly released.

"Who wants to set foot on our royal family!"

A group of people walked not far away, led by an old man, with white hair on his head, but with a childish face and a spiritual head in his early forties.

The head of the Wang family, "Wang Jingcheng!"

"Who is the one who made wild words and wants to level my Wang family!" the old man came to several people, his expression was not angry and arrogant.

"Look what your good grandson has done. ”

"What's the matter? I just saw him being trampled under his feet!" Wang Jingcheng said with a frown.

"The surname Wang, you have only monopolized the smuggling of gangs for a few years, and my eldest brother has not yet held you accountable, and you have connived at your grandson to do such a hurtful thing today!" Zuo Baofeng's eyes widened like copper bells.

The two are in a stalemate.

At this moment, another convoy drove over, led by one of the most classic Rolls-Royce "Phantoms". ”

The convoy stopped, and the otherwise spacious manor was jammed like a parking lot.

A group of people got out of the Mercedes Benz on both sides, and after the people stood on the left and right, the two bodyguards opened the door of the "Phantom" car in the middle. ”

A middle-aged man stepped out of the car and looked at a group of people around him, his eyes were cloudy, and his temperament was like a king leading the world.

"Help, Dad!" Whether it is Zuo Baofeng or Wang Jingcheng. They all bowed slightly.

Song Yuyao jumped and ran over.

Out of the car was the current underground emperor of the East China Sea! As soon as he appeared, his momentum instantly overshadowed everyone present.

"Are you looking for trouble with Uncle Feng again?" Song Jichang said solemnly.

"No, it's him ......" Song Yuyao was gently pushed away by Zuo Baofeng on the side.

"Big brother is such a ..........." Zuo Baofeng knew that this matter was not suitable for Song Yuyao to say by herself, so he explained it to Song Jichang in detail.

Zuo Baofeng didn't speak loudly, but Song Jichang understood the whole process. He smiled slightly at Du Feng, which meant that he had thanked him.

And Du Feng didn't say anything, and stood aside with Yang Tianyu and looked at the two people quietly.

"Helper, there must be a rumor about this, my family Yehui will never do such a hurtful thing!" Wang Jingcheng stroked his beard and said angrily.

"Ask your men if it's true. Song Jichang replied in a deep voice.

"Knife, is this real?"

Seeing that the middle-aged man still refused to speak, Wang Jingcheng said: "Don't make up nonsense, my Wang family is bright and fair, what did he do just now!"

Xiaodao seemed to be talking to Song Jichang before Zuo Baofeng, and leaned over to Wang Jingcheng to say something.

"Son, helper, the old man apologizes to you!" Wang Jingcheng picked up an iron cane from his entourage and walked in front of Wang Yehui.

"Grandpa, what's wrong with my hand? Avenge me! Wang Yehui said with tears in his eyes.

To tell the truth, Wang Jingcheng couldn't feel distressed when he saw this seriously deformed hand? Grandparents and grandchildren! That kind of blood is connected, but it touches the heart of the old man, which grandfather would watch his grandson being bullied, but now is not the time for revenge, he naturally knows what is light and what is serious! How to deal with this matter at the moment.

"Someone came to lead me up and put a rebel!" Wang Jingcheng said sharply.

After speaking, two men immediately came over and helped Wang Yehui up.

"You rebellious son!"

At this moment, who Ye didn't expect that a trace of viciousness flashed in Wang Jingcheng's eyes, and he actually grabbed his crutches and swung them heavily at Wang Yehui's legs.

There was a sound of bones shattering, and if the ears were sharp enough to tell, there were two sounds. With a scream, Wang Yehui's legs drooped.

Wang Jingcheng hated it very much, and this blow broke his grandson's two legs.

"Helper! The old man has no way to discipline him, and please don't investigate my rebel son. Although Wang Jingcheng admitted his mistake, he stood up and did not kneel.

"Well, since you have already educated Yehui, then I won't delve into this matter. Song Jichang understood that Wang Jingcheng had already reached this point, which was equivalent to sealing his mouth and saving his grandson in the strict gang rules.

Just when they all thought that the matter was over, after watching someone put Wang Yehui in the ambulance, Wang Jingcheng turned around and walked over and said: "Helper, my grandson has also accompanied this gift, shouldn't it be counted as the account of my grandson's arm!"

Wang Jingcheng didn't speak loudly, but pointed directly at Du Feng.

"Dad, Du Feng made a move to protect me. It's Wang Yehui who should settle the account."

Although Song Yuyao pleaded like this, Song Jichang's eyes became gloomy.

He knew that he was right now, because Wang Jingcheng had just turned to the Wang family's side with that crutch.

That's right, it's a fact that his grandson wants to force his own daughter, but there is no basis, but where is the arm of the other person being wasted. has not reached the point of completely tearing off the skin with the Wang family, and a scapegoat is needed at this time.

So Du Feng, who was involved in this accident and was insignificant, was the best scapegoat under this trade-off.

"Okay, he'll do whatever you want!" Song Jichang said slowly.