As Yang Guoqiang approached, Ling Hao also saw his appearance clearly.

The face is full of horizontal meat, with a small flat head, and the fat neck is almost out of sight.

There was an ugly centipede-like scar from the left ear to the corner of the mouth, and the face looked as if it had been cut in half and re-stitched back with needles and threads.

If no one said that he was Yang Guoqiang, Ling Hao couldn't believe that this person was a Jiangbei real estate tycoon, and thought that he was a gangster from somewhere.

"Dad...... Save me...... Help me!" Seeing Yang Guoqiang, Yang Wei shouted heartbreakingly, turned his head and glared at Ling Hao viciously, his eyes were full of viciousness: "My dad is here, you are dead." Haha, you're dead!"

When the time comes, you must let your father beat him to death, no, it's disabled.

Then he plays with his woman in front of him, and throws him to a man with special interests.

As if he had seen Ling Hao's next miserable picture, the more Yang Wei laughed, the happier he became.

Then Yang Wei got up from the ground like a chicken blood, and was about to run towards Yang Guoqiang.

But before he could get up, a sharp pain came from his back, and then a big foot stepped on his back.

"Did I get you up?" Ling Hao sat on the chair and stepped on Yang Wei's back, his tone full of disdain.

, you're still stepping on me when my dad comes! Yang Wei almost fainted aggrievedly.

"Let go of my son!" Yang Guoqiang squinted at Ling Hao, his voice low and angry.

The already small eyes narrowed slightly, and they almost couldn't see his eyeballs, but no one dared to despise them.

"What are you talking about? Be louder, I can't hear you. Ling Hao tilted his head and plucked out his ears, his feet shifted in a different direction, and stepped on Yang Wei's face, stomping his head on the ground.

Yang Wei, who was in pain, screamed again, his face was already swollen, and now he rubbed against the floor like this, and his tears came out of the pain.

"Do you really think that with Feng Tiannan covering you, you can be lawless?" Yang Guoqiang held back his anger, his fists clenched and gurgling.

"I seem to have heard that you are going to abolish my son just now?" Yang Guoqiang turned his gaze to Feng Tiannan.

He didn't know Ling Hao, but he knew Feng Tiannan, all of them were from the Thunder Martial Arts Hall, and Feng Tiannan was definitely the leader.

As for Ling Hao stepping on Yang Wei's head with his foot, Yang Guoqiang thought that he should also be instructed by Feng Tiannan.

"Hmph!" Feng Tiannan snorted coldly, looking at Yang Guoqiang's gaze without flinching, "Your son wants to rape my daughter, is it possible that I can't get justice for my daughter?"

Rape Feng Tiannan's daughter?

Yang Guoqiang was stunned, he naturally knew his son's temperament, lawlessness, and evil.

I didn't expect to play so big this time.

Feng Tiannan is just a husband, and what really worries Yang Guoqiang is the woman Ji Qingwu.

She's really killing people without blinking.

"Oh, is your daughter insulted?" Yang Guoqiang rolled his eyes and said with a smile.

"No, thanks to Ling ......"

"Since you didn't, why did you abolish my son? I didn't see your daughter being insulted, but I saw my son beaten half to death by you, do you want to give me an explanation?" Before Feng Tiannan could finish speaking, Yang Guoqiang slapped his thick neck on the table next to him and roared angrily.

"How can this be reasonable, my daughter was not insulted because Ling Hao came first, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable. Is it possible that I will wait for my daughter to be insulted before I come to seek justice from you?" and ......" Feng Tiannan said with a red face and a thick neck: "It's a fact that your son sent someone to kidnap Yanan." ”

"Is there such a thing? I don't think there is any kidnapping at all, but you are filming so many people surrounding my son's villa with great fanfare, trying to kill someone!" Yang Guoqiang said gloomily.

As soon as these words came out, not only Feng Tiannan and the people he brought were angry, but Ling Hao was also very angry, and he almost stepped on Yang Wei's head without a single kick.

What is called the distinction between right and wrong, black and white are reversed, referring to the deer as a horse, he really wants to see it this time.

"I have a witness!" Ling Hao pointed to one of the guys who had fallen in blood, this person was the unlucky guy he had captured to help navigate in Wolf Mountain.

"Witness?" Yang Guoqiang walked up to the unlucky guy who fell to the ground unconscious, and then stepped on his neck as soon as he raised his foot.

There was a crunch "click".

The unlucky man didn't even snort before he saw Hades in a coma.

"Where's the witness? Why didn't I see it?" Yang Guoqiang spread his hands, his face full of doubt, but everyone could hear the mockery in that tone.

"You ......" Feng Tiannan pointed at Yang Guoqiang, he couldn't believe that this guy was so despicable.

Ling Hao's speed was very fast, but he didn't expect Yang Guoqiang to kill people in front of so many people, and it was too late to stop Yin.

Although Ling Hao also killed people at the airport last time, it was a last resort, and besides, he was wearing a mask and a hat, and no one might recognize him.

Ji Qingwu will also settle the matter, even if it is not even, Ling Hao will not have an accident if he is found.

After all, this is a righteous and courageous act, and maybe you can get a pennant and 500 yuan.

But this time it's different, Yang Guoqiang broke that guy's neck, he didn't blink an eyelid, and there are so many witnesses, isn't he afraid of going to jail?

Ling Hao also encountered this for the first time, and he didn't react for a while, and by the time he reacted, the witness was already dead.

Looking at Yang Guoqiang's unscrupulous expression, he knew that he was not afraid of going to prison at all.

Is this the world of the rich?

Ling Hao was silent for a while, as if he also wanted to understand something, and his heart also changed a little, and he didn't even notice it.

Yang Guoqiang turned his gaze to Ling Hao again, his voice was still flat, but there was a hint of coldness in his tone: "Now, don't you let go of my son?"

"Son?" Ling Hao came back to his senses and lowered his head to look at the half-dead Yang Wei, "Where is your son? I'm stepping on a beast, can people still treat beasts as sons?"

Ling Hao let out a long sigh, pointed at Yang Guoqiang and suddenly realized: "It turns out that you are also a beast, you said that you have nothing to do at night, what are you doing wearing human skin?