Several people rushed in angrily, with a posture of wanting to kill people.

"The head of the family!" the three young men hurriedly staggered up and pointed in the direction of Lin Han with their fingers, "It's him, the head of the family must avenge the young master." ”

"Dad, you abolished him for me, I want him to die!"

Han Guanglin shouted, seeing his father's arrival, he came to his senses again, struggling to stand up.

"Did I get you up? Get on my knees. The voice came, and Lin Han walked slowly over again.

Seeing his son's blue nose and swollen face, shoe prints on his face, and broken legs, Han Wansheng was already furious, but when he suddenly looked up at the young man who was walking over, his eyes suddenly straightened, and his voice trembled, "Lin ...... Lin Shao, why are you an old man?"

"I'll go!" A group of students were speechless when they heard this, how old is Lin Han, this is an old man? Especially when this comes out of the mouth of an old man in his fifties, it makes them feel even more funny.

It's just that no one is in the mood to laugh, you must know that it is the head of the Han family, and the Han family is one of the four ancient martial arts families in Jiangcheng.

It can be said that when people stomp their feet, the entire Jiangcheng will tremble, and now the head of the Han family has personally come to Xingshi to ask for the guilt, which makes many boys' legs and stomachs tremble in fright, and even Xue Yiren's face has become solemn.

In terms of status and strength, the Han family is stronger than her Xue family, and now that Han Dashao has been beaten like this, how can this matter be good?

"Han Wansheng, is this your son?" Lin Han looked at a few people directly.

"Yes, yes, it is the eldest son who came. Han Wansheng hurriedly responded.

"Your son used your reputation to bully men and women, and even wanted my classmates to accompany him to drink, I am teaching your son a lesson now, you have complaints. ”

Bang!

Han Guanglin just wanted to get up, but Lin Han's feet fell and were pressing on his shoulders, and poor Han Dagongzi was pressed and knelt down again.

"You are bold!" An elder of the Han family next to him rushed up angrily. Just didn't wait for him to come over, Han Wansheng rushed over first and slapped the elder in the face, "You are presumptuous!"

This slap stunned the elder, and in the middle of his fifth-grade martial artist, he thought that he had crushed Lin Han, a waste material, but he didn't understand why the head of the family beat him.

There are also many students who are also confused.

Although Lin Han defeated the King of Hades, but this is the elder of the Han family, one of the four ancient martial families, no one thinks that Lin Han has the slightest chance of winning, and now the head of the Lin family actually beats his own family elder, what kind of stalk is this?

Everyone was stunned, and the Shae people opened their mouths in shock, and their eyes were about to come out.

"Big brother, ......" The elder covered his face, looking incredulous, as a brother of the same clan, how many years has the eldest brother not beaten himself, and today he actually did it?

"Dad, why don't you beat him, why do you beat the third uncle?" Han Guanglin cried out unwillingly.

"You beast, you dare to scream. ”

Syllable!

Han Wansheng couldn't help but say that he gave his son another mouthful, and then no matter whether Han Guanglin was injured or not, it was another punch and kick, and it was not good to beat Han Dashao.

"Dad, why don't you beat that kid and hit me. Han Guanglin shouted unwillingly, and his heart was extremely depressed, his father had always doted on him, and he wanted to wait for him to help him, but he would have thought that he would beat himself, which also made Han Dashao feel aggrieved.

What puzzled him even more was that as one of the four major families, he didn't understand why his father was afraid of a young man who had not dried up like this, it couldn't be that his father had a fever in his brain, or he was kicked by a donkey.

In any case, he refused to believe that his father would be afraid of a teenager.

"You evil beast, if you believe it or not, I will destroy you, how can you easily offend Young Master Lin Han?" Han Wansheng shouted with a fierce face, and directly gave his son another mouthful.

"Ah, is he the waste of the Lin family?" Han Guanglin covered his swollen face, completely stunned.

Didn't it mean that he had damaged his foundation and only made 300 pounds? The whole city knew about it, but how could he not even beat a single piece of waste? This is too embarrassing.

What made him feel even more unbelievable was how his father was still afraid of this waste who fell off the altar like this.

But his father repeatedly warned himself, no matter how stupid he was, he realized that this matter was unusual, and he dared to say more.

"Evil animal, don't apologize to Lin Shao and a few girls. Han Wansheng shouted, directly grabbed Han Guanglin and threw him in front, and at the same time stopped the others from rushing up again with his eyes.

Han Guanglin was no longer reconciled, but the situation was stronger than people, his father didn't want to do anything to himself, so he had to bow his head and apologize, but he was so unwilling in his heart, in his opinion, Lin Han is no matter how strong he is, even if he is not an opponent, his father and family elders should not be opponents, as for being afraid of this.

"Lin Xiaoyou and a few girls are angry, please also look at the old face to put this unsuccessful thing, if you are not satisfied, I will put my son here and let you dispose of it. ”

After his son apologized, Han Wannian hurriedly continued, and his attitude can be described as extremely low.

Although he barely reached the realm of the grandmaster, but Lin Xingyuan, who was stronger than him, Lin Han could be killed at will, where did he dare to be tough with Lin Han, and then he could only sigh in his heart that this son was not angry, it was not good for you to offend anyone, but to offend Lin Han.

"A dignified generation of grandmasters, one of the four masters of Jiangcheng, is afraid of a young man who smells like this?"

Whether it was those students or guests, they were all shocked, you must know that although Han Wansheng was in the early stage of a seven-rank martial artist, he was also a generation of grandmasters, and now he actually groveled to a student, how could they not be shocked.

Especially the Shae people, those beautiful eyes were like bells, and they were about to fall out.

As the saying goes, don't hit a smiling person when you reach out your hand, not to mention that Han Wan's ecological degree is so low, Lin Han doesn't want to worry about them anymore, so he waved his hand and said, "Forget it, take him away." ”

"Thank you Lin Xiaoyou!" Han Wansheng was overjoyed, and hurriedly took his son away, but he was extremely resentful in his heart, when he was in the Lin family, he originally planned to befriend Lin Han, and the Han family also had a lot of backers, but now that it is right, he has been stirred up by his son, if he didn't grovel, I am afraid that it would make a big mistake.

And it's really embarrassing for the head of one of the four major families to apologize to a teenager in public.

The two elders of the Han family were still a little unwilling, and they were glared at by Han Wannian, and they all withdrew.

"This ...... This is leaving?" the students were stunned. They originally thought that Han Da Shao would call people, Lin Han would definitely be in trouble, and even they were afraid that they would suffer, who would have thought that when the Han family master came, he didn't move Lin Han, and he actually beat his son and elders, which was simply beyond their cognition.

At this moment, the people of Shayren stared at the beautiful eyes, and the whole person was completely wooden.

You must know that the Han family is on par with her Xue family, Han Wansheng is so afraid of Lin Han, so what about her Xue family? Isn't it the same fart in front of Lin Han.