Chapter Twenty-Eight: Help You Discipline Your Son
Wang He, nicknamed Wang Dali, is the son of the patriarch of Baiyun Town.
Relying on his father's name, he belongs to the bully level in Baiyun Town, and few people dare to oppose him.
Today, Wang He was drinking in the hotel and received a distress call from his younger brother, so he directly took someone to find Mu Fan for revenge.
But he never expected that the person he provoked was a demon.
A demon who seems to have come out of hell.
"My dad is Wang Jun! Mayor of Baiyun Town, if you dare to make a move on me, you will be finished!"
Wang He swallowed and foamed, and the fear in his eyes was slightly reduced.
The aura on Mu Fan's body just now frightened him.
But after all, this is Baiyun Town, and it is his family's territory, so Wang He gradually recovered the bottom line.
His hand quietly touched his waist, where a dagger was hidden, ready to attack while Mu Fan was not paying attention.
However, Mu Fan is faster!
As soon as Wang He took out the dagger, Mu Fan appeared opposite him in an instant like a thunderbolt and a swift wind.
The palm of his hand swung out like an eagle striking into the sky, and he firmly grabbed Wang He's wrist.
Click!
The crisp sound of bones breaking sounded without warning.
"Ahh
Wang He's face changed wildly, and he was suddenly paler than paper, as if he had exhausted all the strength of his body, and roared heartbreakingly.
Wrist, broken!
The sharp dagger also fell to the ground.
"I don't care who you are! I don't care who your dad is!
Mu Fan's eyes were cold and expressionless, but the gloomy anger in his pupils made people shudder when they saw it.
Those who are familiar with him know that this time Mu Fan is really angry.
That arrow, if it wasn't on Xiao Yuqing's arm, it hit Xiao Yuqing's vital point.
It was hard for Mu Fan to imagine if he would go crazy on the spot.
"You, you're finished, I'll let me kill you. Wang He screamed in pain while gritting his teeth and staring at Mu Fan. A cruel and vicious look appeared on his face.
Mu Fan was not shocked, without the slightest change in mood.
It's just that the strength of the hand gradually increases.
"Ahhhh......h
Mu Fan stared at Wang He and asked very flatly, "Do you know how important she is to me?"
Wang He was already delirious in pain, and he only cared about roaring wildly, and he couldn't answer Mu Fan's question at all.
His voice grew louder and louder, his vocal cords were about to break, and his voice became hoarse.
Because, it hurts so much!
"She saved my life. Mu Fan's expression was still very calm, and without warning, he raised his leg and kicked it over.
Wang He only felt that his leg was as if it had been hit by a hammer weighing 10,000 catties, and it broke instantly.
The whole person lost his balance all of a sudden, and fell to his knees with a pop.
"Ahhh......h
The piercing pain made Wang He get up again, and it seemed even more miserable than just now.
He lay at Mu Fan's feet, shivering in pain, and couldn't say anything, "Please...... Please spare me. I don't dare anymore, yes, I'm sorry. ”
Growing up, he felt fear for the first time.
It was fear from the bones, every pore, every hair on the body, was afraid.
"I said I would protect her and never let her get hurt in the slightest. Mu Fan's eyes were still cold, as if he hadn't heard Wang He's words, and looked condescendingly at the latter who was crawling on the ground, "But today, you hurt her in front of me, what do you think I should do with you?"
"Please, please! I was wrong! I really know I was wrong!" Wang He was really about to die of pain, and he felt that his hands and feet had been broken.
"Do you know that you are wrong?" Mu Fan raised his leg again, and fell sharply, decisively, and mercilessly, and stepped on Wang He's other leg fiercely.
"Ahhh......hh
Wang He's face was hideous, it didn't look like a human face, his voice was much weaker, and he didn't even seem to have the strength to roar.
He lay on the ground, panting for breath, his clothes soaking wet.
"Look, isn't that the son of the royal patriarch? ”
"This person is too bold, dare to beat Wang He, don't want to live. ”
"I haven't seen this person, so it's probably not from the town. ”
"Wang He deserves it, he relies on his father's rights all day long, bullying the weak in the town, and he really deserves it. ”
……
Around, there were many townspeople who stopped to watch.
Some of them applauded, some were surprised, and some sighed.
At this moment, a middle-aged man hurriedly squeezed out of the crowd, and he roared angrily: "You, you dare to beat Young Master Wang like this, are you tired of being alive?"
This man's name is Sun Tianming, and he is Wang Jun's assistant.
"Uncle Sun, help me, help me. ”
Wang He crawled towards Sun Tianming as if he had seen a savior.
Before he could climb two steps, he stepped on his back and pressed the spot.
"You, let go of Young Master Wang, if Patriarch Wang knows about this, you will die! Not only you, but also your friends, will follow and finish playing. ”
Sun Tianming's face was very pale, and he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, and he roared wildly.
If Wang He has any three strengths and two weaknesses, once that adult starts a fire, even he will suffer.
"You...... What did you just say?"
Mu Fan's eyes froze, and he finally shifted his gaze to Sun Tianming.
"Let go of Young Master Wang! If Patriarch Wang knows about this, you will die!" Sun Tianming breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Mu Fan was afraid and jealous of Wang Jun.
"Not that. ”
"Huh?" Sun Tianming was stunned, hesitated slightly, and shouted: "Not only you, but even the people around you will be implicated." ”
"Really, the people around me?" the corners of Mu Fan's mouth added a hint of playfulness.
Then, without warning, he ruthlessly kicked Wang He in the chest, kicking him out with a kick.
"Whoa......
Wang He, who was already dying and had only half a life left, screamed again.
The pain was so painful that he felt like his whole body was about to fall apart, and he screamed uncontrollably.
Too...... It hurts so much!
"You ......" Sun Tianming's eyes straightened, and he was almost speechless.
He thought that moving out of Wang Jun would make the guy in front of him jealous, but he didn't expect the latter to become even worse.
A madman, simply a madman.
"What you said makes a little sense, I beat you like this today, your father will not let me go, and he will not let go of the people around me. So what should I do? It's a real headache for me. ”
Mu Fan squatted down beside Wang He, pinched the latter's chin, and said slowly, as if telling a very sparse and ordinary thing.
It's just that the cold and cold light in the pupils makes people feel suffocated when they fall into the abyss.
"I ...... I'm not going to tell my dad, please let me go. Wang He's mouth kept bleeding, and he begged for mercy.
How could it be!
After experiencing this kind of hellish torture today, he couldn't wait to crush Mu Fan's bones and scatter ashes, how could he not sue.
He wants revenge, he wants the person in front of him to die without a place to be buried, and he regrets what he did today.
It's just that it won't be until he gets out, and Wang He is afraid that he will show a little resentment, and the latter will kill him once he is provoked.
But, the next second.
Mu Fan made a move that surprised both Wang He and Sun Tianming.
He took out his mobile phone from Wang He's pocket and threw it on the ground, "Come, call your dad and let him save you." ”
Wang He was dumbfounded.
Hesitantly looked at the phone, wanting to take it but not daring to take it.
He was afraid that this was a trap to test himself, and once he picked up his mobile phone, Mu Fan would continue to do it to himself.
"Call and ask your father to come and save you. ”
Mu Fan's voice suddenly dropped to the extreme, and every word was like a piercing ice, piercing Wang He's heart fiercely, making him feel endless fear.
This time, he absolutely ...... There will be no more troubles!
Even if it's a potential threat, he has to clean it up.
will not let anyone have a chance to hurt Xiao Yuqing.
Wang He was frightened, and his eyes were full of fear.
He hurriedly picked up his mobile phone and hurriedly dialed a number, for fear that if he was a little later, he would be torn apart by Mu Fan.
The man in front of him is a beast!
A bloodthirsty, ruthless, ruthless beast!
"Daddy, save me! Save me! I'm dying, I'm going to be beaten to death. As soon as the phone was connected, Wang He couldn't wait to ask Wang Jun for help, crying and screaming in pain.
"He'er, what's wrong?"
The voice on the other end of the line was deep and deep.
Still, I could hear a hint of eagerness and nervousness in my voice.
Wang He is Wang Jun's only son, and he has always doted on this son, so he let the latter do whatever he wants.
"I ......"
Before Wang He could finish speaking, the phone was taken away.
Mu Fan said lightly: "You are Wang Jun?"
"Who are you, what did you do to He'er?" Wang Jun's tone suddenly became much colder, and he could feel his anger through his mobile phone, and asked fiercely.
"It's nothing, I just helped you discipline your son. Mu Fan said lightly, as if he was telling a sparse and ordinary voice.
On the other end of the phone, there was silence for a moment.
Wang Jun's face was terrifying, and from Wang He's almost collapsed tone, he could tell that it was definitely not just a simple matter of "discipline".
After so many years, I have never heard or seen Wang He so scared to ask for help to himself.
It was his son, and only he was qualified to discipline him.
Others, unworthy!
What's more, this is still Baiyun Town, and he is the patriarch of Baiyun Town.
Wang Jun took a deep breath and said gloomily, "You will regret it!"
"Regrets?"
Mu Fan glanced at Wang He beside him, and then stomped on his arm fiercely.
Wang He roared again, and he felt his arms broken.
The sound was miserable, loud, and clear.
So much so that Wang Jun on the other side of the mobile phone heard it clearly.
"Five minutes, I'll give you five minutes to get to the Bihai Hotel. ”
Then, Mu Fan's voice became extremely cold, without the slightest emotion:
"I'd like to see how you make me regret it!"