Chapter 393: The Legend of Ye Hao!
Ye Hao has one thing to say, he does whatever he wants. By the time it got dark, Guo Shaoyu and Shangguan Ming had already run to doubt their lives, and at first the two of them supported themselves with the help of the internal strength in their bodies, and they felt that fifty kilometers was not too difficult, but they lost some face.
At the back, after running fifty laps, the two found that the internal strength in their bodies had been consumed at all, and the rest of the journey was all supported by pure physical strength.
When it was dark, the two of them were dripping sweat all over their bodies, as if they had been drenched in a downpour, and they couldn't walk anymore, and they had reached the point where they were lying on the ground and crawling forward with their hands and feet.
"How many laps?" Ye Hao glanced at his phone, then turned his head to Zhou Ling'er and asked.
Zhou Linger was holding up her mobile phone, well, she was broadcasting live from Xihai University of Science and Technology F2 The two young masters ran 50,000 meters, and there were many fans.
"Huh? Well, it seems to be more than 80 laps! Zhou Ling'er can't remember it clearly.
At this time, Shangguan Ming and Guo Shaoyu crawled around again, and when they were about to reach Ye Hao's side, Shangguan Ming directly lay on the ground, gritted his teeth and turned over, and then opened his eyes and looked at the stars in the sky and felt a little confused, and he couldn't lift a little strength up and down.
"Ye, Ye Hao, fuck your uncle, I, I'm going to die." Shangguan Ming looked at the dark night sky and muttered.
Guo Shaoyu on the other side also lay on the ground, his face against the plastic runway, breathing heavily, unable to speak.
At this time, there was only one thought in the minds of the two, if they wanted to continue to stay in Xihai, either Ye Hao would die or they would die. Anyway, one will die, otherwise leave this hellish place.
Ye Hao stood up, glanced at the two people on the ground from a distance, and said in a cold voice: "In my class in the future, if you dare sooner or later, it will no longer be as simple as running circles." With that, he turned around and walked outside.
"Uncle wait for me." Zhou Linger immediately hurriedly turned off the live broadcast, got up and chased after Ye Hao.
Late at night, Yanjing, Tan's house. In the study next to the hall on the first floor of the single-family villa, an old man in a black horse coat with gray hair was holding a brush in his hand and was silent on the rice paper on the desk in front of him.
At this time, there was a cry outside: "Dad, Dad, let go and let me in." ”
Hearing this voice, Tan Qingyuan knew that it was his daughter Tan Huihong who was back. The feeling that had just brewed disappeared in an instant, he frowned, a wave of annoyance welled up in his heart, and suddenly, the right hand holding the pen moved.
Even in the case of restlessness in his heart, his right hand is still vigorous and powerful, and the high-quality black brush is like a pen walking on the white paper, and he writes a big word "forbearance"
Bang, at this moment, the door of the study was slammed open, and Tan Huihong, who was wearing a long black dress and crying, rushed in, and behind her was the eldest brother Tan Ming, who couldn't stop her.
"Dad, your son-in-law is dead, your grandson is dead, can you stay so calm? I'm abroad, and I'm looking forward to the news of your revenge for my husband and children day and night, but why...... You don't move! As soon as Tan Huihong rushed in, she fell to her knees with a puff, crying heartbreakingly.
On that day, under Ma Deyun's white lies, Tan Huihong took her daughter Long Nuolan overseas, and the two received the news of Long Jiahao's death as soon as they arrived at the airport. At that time, Long Nuolan called her uncle Tan Ming for the first time, and Tan Ming also swore that he would give justice to Long Jiahao and his son and avenge them.
So Tan Huihong waited for news abroad day and night, and the days passed, and later, she had nightmares every day, and every time she saw her husband and son covered in blood in her dreams.
And every time he called Tan Ming, he was hesitant, as if there was something unspeakable. Finally, Tan Huihong couldn't help it, and rushed back to Yanjing Tan's house overnight tonight, she wanted to ask her father in person, why was he so cold-blooded? Why can't even the Tan family destroy a small Jiangnan ruffian.
That's right, in Tan Huihong's eyes, Ye Hao is a complete ruffian, the kind who can't get on the table.
Tan Qingyuan glanced up at his daughter on the ground, slowly put down the pen, and then sighed, and said to Tan Ming, who was standing next to him: "Ah Ming, close the door, don't make noise until others rest." ”
Tan Ming immediately turned around and closed the door of the study.
Tan Qingyuan sat on the chair, frowning and quietly watching the people on the ground crying. After about ten minutes, Tan Huihong seemed to notice that something was wrong, or she was tired of crying, she looked up at her father with an embarrassed face, and her face was full of pain.
"Huihong, when you insisted on marrying Jiangnan, I couldn't stop it. Now that something like this has happened, my father can only tell you, your husband and son are self-inflicted and cannot live! The last six words Tan Qingyuan's tone was particularly heavy, hitting Tan Huihong's heart like a hammer.
Tan Huihong trembled, looked up in disbelief and said, "Dad, why?" Why do you say that? ”
"Amin, tell your sister." A complicated look flashed in Tan Qingyuan's eyes, and then he put his hands together in front of his abdomen and closed his eyes.
Tan Ming saw Tan Huihong turn his head to look at him, his face was full of doubts, he sighed and said in a deep voice: "After Jiahao's accident, I have been to the West Sea and also looked for Ye Hao. Later, he was ready to take someone to find him, and he was even ready to attack the Mo family. ”
Tan Ming's expression also became complicated, and he said in a deep voice: "On the eve of the move, my father called me here to stop the matter of dealing with Ye Hao. ”
"Why? Why do you want to stop killing Ye Hao, what kind of thing is he? In front of our Tan family, isn't he just a gangster and a ruffian......"
"Shut up!" Tan Qingyuan, who had his eyes closed, heard his daughter's words, and finally understood that Long Qinghuai's father and son would die at the hands of that person.
An angry roar made Tan Huimin immediately shut up, she didn't know what was going on.
Tan Qingyuan stood up with his hands behind his back, raised his hand to the outside, and asked angrily at Tan Huihong, "Have you carefully investigated Ye Hao's identity?" Little gangster, little ruffian, if he is a little gangster little ruffian, I tell you, your husband and son are not even as good as shit! ”
At this time, Tan Huihong finally realized that something was wrong and blinked: "Then, who is he?" ”
"During the period when Ah Ming was preparing to deal with Ye Hao, I asked someone to investigate the background of this person, and I only told you two things, first, this Ye Hao is very likely to come from the mysterious Dragon Soul Army, and the level is not low. What's more, he is the adopted son secretly adopted by General Lei Mu! You even say he's a little gangster? ”
"The second thing, do you remember the tragedy of the Wang family five years ago? The guy who calls himself the little prince of Yanjing. Tan Qingyuan raised his hand and pointed outside, staring at Tan Huihong and asked coldly.
Hearing this, Tan Huihong's thoughts immediately flew to five years ago. The Wang family, one of the three families of Yanjing, that year, the eldest son of the Wang family stopped the car of Shen Muqing, the first beauty of Yanjing, on the ring line, and teased Shen Muqing in public, and later had a car accident, resulting in a fracture of Shen Muqing's right leg.
Then, that night......
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PS: This is to explain the previous plot, the grievances between the Tan family and Ye Hao will not end without a problem, please support!