"Okay, no more nonsense, what is the purpose of you coming to me?" "I want to get the Weng Enterprise back, and I also want you to die-"

Weng Tingjun said very seriously, he really doesn't have time to continue to spend time with Zhao Yanlun now, he still has more important things to complete, and Zhao Yanlun is just the most inconspicuous speck of dust in his life, although this dust is insignificant, but it has also become a thorn in his eye.

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I wanted you to die, so I said it directly.

Since I want you to die, and you also regard me as a thorn in the flesh, why should I beat around the bush with you.

"Weng Tingjun, your joke is not funny at all."

Because Weng Tingjun is alive, Zhao Yanlun can't eat enough and dress warmly, isn't Weng Tingjun too?

is worried all day long, afraid that there are Zhao Yanlun's people behind him who want his life.

Weng Ting said solemnly: "I'm not joking, I came to you today to let you go to hell." ”

"Just you, just these people behind you?"

"Yes, it's up to me, it's up to these people behind me."

Zhao Yanlun couldn't help laughing, "There is a way in heaven that you don't go, and there is no door in hell for you to break into." ”

"Up, hands-on—"

The enemy was very red when they met, Zhao Yanlun gave an order, and all the people in the four Camry cars got down, all the big men in black, holding baseball bats...... Weng Tingjun thought he would take out a bazooka.

Since there are no powerful weapons to kill, although Weng Tingjun has a few fewer of them, there is no need to be afraid.

Don't be reasonable and conspiracy with the underworld, just write directly to cut ...... "BOSS, he will hand it over to you, and we will deal with the rest of these little miscellaneous hairs." ”

Weng Tingjun wanted such an effect, he didn't reply to the mobile phone, he gritted his teeth and was ruthless, he didn't wait, he didn't want to delay time, his Yan Lun's eyes were already full of killing intent.

Why can't I go back to my home?

Can only be displaced in South Korea?

Why was Zheng Mingyu hit and dared to be angry?

Why is it changing?

The state killer chased and almost lost his life?

Why can I only use self-harm to save Tiara in Hong Kong?

Why do you wake up to nightmares at three or four o'clock every night?

Why was he bullied by Lee so-man and Kim Young-min so much that he could only swallow his anger?

Don't dare to take revenge openly?

Why was Tiara scolded like this.

He is still indifferent?

Why is there no Lafite in '82!

Why are there no luxury sports cars!

Why is there no stunningly beautiful fiancée!

………… It's all because of the person in front of him - Zhao Yanlun.

Zhao Yanlun!

Zhao Yanlun!

Zhao Yanlun!

The new hatred and old hatred were counted together, and the green tendons in front of Weng Tingjun's forehead burst out, and his murderous appearance shocked Zhao Yanlun.

Is this still the original wolf bèi's nest that escaped?

Taking advantage of the entanglement between his subordinates and Zhao Yanlun's people, Weng Tingjun roared, jumped up directly, picked up the coffee in his hand and splashed it at Zhao Yanlun.

Zhao Yanlun was stunned, he didn't expect Weng Tingjun to do it directly in a situation where he was at a disadvantage.

Isn't it necessary to push your chest a few times, say a few words, scold a few words, and shout at someone in the street before you start fighting?

How can Weng Tingjun be #hooligan compared to him?

Say do it.

When the steaming coffee spilled on his face.

Zhao Yanlun was so hot that he jumped up subconsciously, and was completely awakened by the pain.

Zhao Yanlun didn't have time to care if he was disfigured or not, after all, he was an experienced Erwuzai, regardless of the pain on his face, he directly took the baseball bat under his hand next to him, and began to fight against Weng Ting evenly.

If it was Zhao Yanlun, who had a tiger's back and a bear's waist before, Weng Tingjun was not an opponent yet, and he might still have some scruples.

But after half a year of worry-free life and singing night and night, where does Zhao Yanlun still have the original fierce appearance?

The whole person is wearing a suit and leather shoes, and his beer belly is up.

Where is the appearance of coming to fight?

In addition, for the past year and a half, Weng Ting has insisted on exercising every day.

At this time, Zhao Yanlun will definitely not be the opponent of Weng Tingjun, who has been blinded by hatred.

Weng Tingjun carried the other party's blow to the head, he gritted his teeth and endured the dizziness, quickly reached out and grabbed his hair, pulled it down, raised his knee to his abdomen, and hit him with a knee.

Two knees, three knees.

"I let you force me into exile in South Korea."

"I'll let you find a killer to hunt me down."

"I'll let you ...... Belch. ”

When Weng Tingjun was about to hit his fourth knee, there was a sudden sharp pain in his back, his movements paused irrepressibly, and Yan Yanlun was about to break free from his restraints, Weng Tingjun bit his tongue hard.

Carrying the enemy attack on the back stiffly.

There are fewer people than Zhao Yanlun.

The money is less than that of Zhao Yanlun.

He is not a policeman, and he does not have the time and energy to play a game of cat and mouse with Zhao Yanlun.

He can only rely on his current ruthlessness, and with Zhou Shuchen's confidence that he may really grasp the evidence of Zhao Yanlun's crime.

He can't passively wait for Zhao Yanlun's move, he can hide and deal with Zhao Yanlun in secret, but Tiara can't, if Su Zhihuan makes a move to Park So-yeon, the second kidnapping case will happen to Tiara again.

He hasn't helped Sika finish the fashion industry yet.

He hasn't shaken hands with his father yet, he hasn't tasted what it's like to be an actor, he hasn't jumped up and jumped back against the Antis who once pointed at Tiara's nose and poked them in the back.

He can't lose.

He can't die.

He stubbornly withstood the attack of knives, guns and clubs from behind, he just subconsciously grabbed Zhao Yanlun's hair, and he just subconsciously raised his knees.

Bang.

Bang.

Bang.

Weng Tingjun endured the attack from behind, how could Zhao Yanlun be any better?

His abdomen seemed to turn over like a river, and the intense dizziness blurred his vision.

"Is he really Weng Tingjun?"

"How can he be crazier than my mad dog?"

"Didn't he know that this was a crowded street?"

"Isn't he afraid I'll call the police?"

"How dare he hit me like that? I'm the first young man in Mingzhu, You Feiran was killed by me, how can he, Weng Tingjun, a down-and-out family, beat me? ”

"Weng Tingjun. You kind of let go of your hand. ”

"I'll loosen you MLGB."

Weng Tingjun is now relying on all his strength, his consciousness is becoming more and more chaotic, he knows that if he lets go of his hand at this time, he will definitely be killed by Zhao Yanlun.

So he couldn't let go of his hand, he could only rely on instinct and raise his knee again and again to hit Zhao Yanlun's abdomen.

His head.

His shoulders.

His back.

His legs.

Scarred, but he still didn't stop.

Bang.

Suffering a heavy blow to the head, Weng Tingjun's eyes turned black, and when he softened his body, he suddenly showed a gloomy smile.

He didn't know where the strength came from, so he roared hysterically, grabbed Zhao Yanlun and slammed it on the glass table.

Bang.

"Zhou ...... Zhou Shuchen, ***** raised. How to return. Why haven't you come yet. ”

(To be continued.)

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