Chapter 8: Brother!
In an instant, the bodyguard reacted, thinking to himself how could he be afraid of such a waste!
So he said again: "I can't open this door, the second son has ordered it, so the eldest son should go back." ”
"Hehe!" Fang Que sneered, and before the laughter fell, his fist bombarded out and smashed straight into the chest of the tall bodyguard.
Being able to become the bodyguard of the Fang family is not a simple role, most of them are special forces veterans of the special forces, and the person in front of him is.
He looked down on Fang Que, but he didn't expect Fang Que to do it to himself, and it was so sudden.
Although he relied on his body's instinct to react, he was still half a beat slower, and it was too late to block the time.
This bodyguard is not an ordinary person, but he licks blood on the tip of the knife, and has abundant experience in fighting people, so his thinking is running rapidly, and he gave up blocking back, but instead came out to save Zhao, and grabbed Fang Que's fist with his palm.
Seeing that he was about to grab the missing fist above, a gleam of joy appeared in the bodyguard's eyes.
At this moment, in his heart, he already remembered how to teach Fang Que in the future.
Although Fang Que has a noble status, he believes that with his own master to protect him, there will be no major problems.
He wants to let this sneak attack on him know and annoy his fate.
At the moment when the bodyguard was full of confidence, Fang Que's fist suddenly turned strangely, like a poisonous tongue, twisting his flexible body, and brushing shoulders with the palm grabbed by the bodyguard.
"Shaolin Iron Sand Palm!" Fang Que secretly sighed in his heart.
Turning his fist into a palm, he slapped a palm on the bodyguard's chest, and the tall bodyguard felt a violent force in his chest, and his body couldn't help but fly backwards and hit the door.
only heard a "bang", and the tall bodyguard only felt that his whole body skeleton was loose, his chest was stuffy, his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out and sprinkled on Fang Que's body.
This iron sand palm can be said to be the mastery of the Shaolin school, which belongs to the masculine strength road, and is a special exercise for practicing the palm of the human body, and this palm method, after Fang Que downloaded the "Martial Arts School APP", he also learned it.
Fang Que didn't have the slightest nonsense at this time, he stepped forward and lifted the collar of the bodyguard, the bodyguard was full of liver and gall, looked at Fang Que in horror, blood oozed from his mouth, and hurriedly shouted: "Fang Dashao, I ...... it"
Without waiting for the bodyguard to finish speaking, Fang Que lifted his body, then pulled towards himself, and pushed out violently, slamming against the door.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
With three loud bangs, the door was also slammed open, and it fell straight down.
Directly threw the bodyguard into the room, Fang Que stepped on the door panel and walked in step by step.
After entering the door and sweeping into the room, Fang Quan's eyes turned red in an instant, because Fang Ming was naked at this time, pressing on Gu Qing'er's body, and Gu Qing'er's shirt had been torn to pieces, revealing white underwear and half of her breasts.
And Fang Ming was pinching Gu Qing'er's neck with one hand, pulling Gu Qing'er's pants with the other, burying his head in Gu Qing'er's neck, gnawing.
Hearing this loud noise, Fang Ming was also stunned, turned his head to look, and saw Fang Que covered in blood, Fang Ming was stunned for a while.
"Fang Que, why are you here? don't get me wrong, I'm playing with Sister Qing'er......"
For a while, Fang Ming's eyes flickered, and there was also a bit of regret in his eyes, because although Gu Qing'er was not the bloodline of the Fang family, she was the adopted daughter of her uncle Fang Zhaotian, and she was loved by Fang Zhaotian.
Moreover, Gu Qing'er's grandfather, and his grandfather Fang Jianye, were comrades-in-arms in the past, and if his behavior was known by Fang Zhaotian at this time, even if he was his own father, he might not be able to protect himself.
Fang Que walked towards Fang Ming step by step, and the murderous intent in his eyes became more and more intense.
Seeing Fang Que walking towards him, Fang Ming's heart showed a little fear for no reason, the fear in his heart was that he was a little unclear, why would he be afraid of such a waste?
Fang Ming felt that the only thing that could make him scared was for Fang Que to tell Fang Zhaotian about this.
He had already thought about it, when the time came, he would not admit it, and he could even beat him upside down, pushing everything on Fang Que, thinking of this, Fang Ming also had confidence in his heart.
At this time, Fang Que had already walked behind Fang Ming, and his right hand suddenly reached out, embedding the back of Fang Ming's neck.
Fang Ming didn't expect Fang Que to dare to make a move against him, and he made a move so quickly, even he, a martial artist who had learned sanda since childhood, didn't react for a while.
When Fang Ming thought about breaking free from Fang Que's palm, he only felt that the five fingers of Fang Que's right hand had increased a few points, and then his body was slowly lifted.
Fang Ming grabbed out with both hands, grabbed Fang Que's right hand and arm, crossed his fingers together, and pressed down hard, at this time he didn't leave his hand at all, nor did he think about the consequences, there was only one thought in his heart, that is, to break Fang Que's right hand.
But when he pressed his hands down, he was shocked to find that Fang Que's arms were as hard as steel bars, and his movements didn't have the slightest effect at all.
"You ...... missing"
As soon as Fang Ming spoke, he only felt that his eyes were dark, and the pain came to his heart.
Fang Quan's fist fell on Fang Ming's face like a torrential rain, and in an instant, Fang Ming's handsome face was blurred with flesh and blood.
Another violent punch smashed into Fang Ming's abdomen, and suddenly, Fang Ming's body curled up like a skinny shrimp, and he vomited when he opened his mouth.
"Fang Que, what are you doing! Stop!" Hearing the sound behind him, Fang Que didn't need to look back, he knew that this was the voice of his second uncle Fang Zhaoquan.
Turning his head, he saw many familiar faces appear at the door, his parents, Fang Zhaoquan and Fang Zhaoquan's wife Lu Li all appeared.
Fang Que glanced at it, his eyes were cold, and then with the force of his hand, he threw Fang Ming, who was almost unconscious, towards Fang Zhaoquan.
Fang Zhaoquan hurriedly caught Fang Ming and shouted, "Ming'er Ming'er, what's wrong with you! Don't be scared of your father! Doctor, doctor......"
Fang Que didn't care whether Fang Ming was dead or alive, and he believed that Fang Ming couldn't die.
First, he didn't put all his strength into it, and second, according to the current medical technology, as long as people still have a breath, with the financial resources of the Fang family, how can they be saved.
Fang Que hurriedly walked to Gu Qing'er's side, at this time, Gu Qing'er's eyes were demented, and the tears in her eyes kept flowing down like a kite with a broken string.
And on Gu Qing'er's neck, there were scars.
Fang Que hurriedly took off his coat and covered Gu Qing'er's body, wrapping Gu Qing'er tightly.
Seeing Fang Que, Gu Qing'er's eyes regained a little bit of brilliance, and she forced to stop her tears, but her tears kept calling, leaving more behind.
Gu Qing'er's body trembled, and she threw herself directly into Fang Que's arms.
"Brother!"