"Hey, hey, I'm a junior of the Fang family, of course I'm responsible for chores." Fang Ye touched his head embarrassedly, then pulled out a dirty small bench from behind him, and said without wiping it, "The place is simple, there is nothing to greet, please sit down." ”

Su Miaoying sat down with a smile, not disgusted at all if this small bench would stain her Givenchy skirt.

Seeing the two sitting side by side affectionately, Fang Heng's face turned pale with anger, and he almost didn't crush his teeth.

What's going on, the two are so familiar?

When Su Miaoying asked about Fang Ye before, he thought it was just a coincidence, and what he never dreamed of was that the two not only knew each other, but also seemed to have a relationship that was not simple at all, at least much more intimate than himself, the young patriarch!

The other clansmen also looked at each other, completely unable to understand the direction of the plot.

Isn't this beauty the young patriarch's girlfriend, why did she sit with Fang Ye again?

Su Miaoying looked at the stove curiously: "Fang Ye, I didn't think you would still burn the fire?" ”

Fang Ye said a little proudly: "Of course, I liked to play with fire when I was a child, but I am good at it, do you want me to teach you?" ”

"Okay, good, good......"

Seeing the two of them burning like little children, Fang Heng was sitting on pins and needles on the side, and after hesitating for a long time, he finally couldn't help but speak: "Miss Su, it's too hot here, why don't I take you to another place to visit?" ”

Su Miaoying was obviously more interested in the other party's night, and replied: "No need, it's good here." ”

Fang Heng's expression froze.

Fang Ye said: "Xiao Ying, you better go back with the young patriarch, the smoke and dust here are too big and the temperature is high, so it is not suitable for you to stay." ”

Su Miaoying wiped the sweat from her forehead, and said dissatisfiedly: "Don't treat me as a pampered eldest lady, you can stay there, why can't I?" ”

"Okay, okay, then you go on......"

It's okay now, even the "girlfriend" is gone in the back kitchen, so who do you want to talk to?

Fang Heng looked at Fang Ye with a resentful expression, if his eyes could kill people, he must have been shattered by now......

There was no point in staying, Fang Heng could only walk out of the gate with a black face, and just after walking far, he saw a group of young people with sticks coming over menacingly.

No, there are still people who dare to make trouble at the ancestor worship ceremony?

After he saw the person taking the lead, he immediately shouted: "Fang Rulong, what are you doing here, rebelling?" ”

Fang Rulong was suddenly blindsided: "Less...... Young patriarch? How did you end up here? ”

When his girlfriend was snatched away, Fang Heng was in a bad mood, and immediately scolded: "Why am I asking you, what are you doing with so many people, you want to dismantle the back kitchen?" ”

"Of course not, even if I am given ten guts, I won't dare!" Fang Rulong was a bastard in front of the others, but he was afraid of Fang Heng, "Young Patriarch, I brought them here just to teach Fang Ye that eighth cub of the king!" ”

"Lesson Fang Ye?" Fang Heng's heart moved, "Did he provoke you?" ”

Fang Rulong said vaguely: "Yes, I suffered a small loss in his hands just now. ”

Fang Heng was a little unconvinced: "Impossible, you can't kill him alone?" ”

Fang Rulong has been a gangster for more than ten years, and fights and brawls have long been commonplace, how can he not deal with Fang Ye?

"Don't you see, this guy's hand strength has become so big, he pinched my neck with blood marks, and I don't know what kind of strong pills he took." Fang Rulong smiled bitterly and lifted his collar, revealing a large patch of blue and purple.

Fang Heng believed seven or eight points at this time, Fang Rulong really suffered a big loss, so he would find someone to come over to help.

"How can I say that today is also the day of the ceremony, you quickly tell them to put away the sticks, if you want my dad to see it later, it will be light to beat the board!"

Fang Rulong was also overly angry just now, just thinking that it would be good to let out a bad breath, he didn't think of this problem at all, and now when he heard Fang Heng say this, the cold sweat on his head came down in an instant.

"What are you doing in a daze, hurry up and put the guys away!"

Seeing that the thugs had all stuffed their weapons under their clothes, Fang Heng waved his hand: "You let them go back first." ”

Fang Rulong was stunned: "Young Patriarch, if you let them all go, then who will teach Fang Ye a lesson?" ”

"Don't worry, I have my own way."

Fang Rulong had no choice but to dismiss his brothers.

Seeing that there was no one around, Fang Heng whispered to him: "You can't beat him with a stick, I guess I can't get angry, we have to be ruthless!" ”

"Ruthless?" A fierce look flashed in Fang Rulong's eyes, "Do you want me to find a shotgun to break through him?" ”

"Can you have some brains?" Fang Heng gave him a heavy brain crash, "Can you use the gun casually this year?" If a good ceremony recruits the patrol, my dad will have to pick your skin! ”

Fang Rulong hugged his head and said aggrievedly: "Young Patriarch, what do you mean?" ”

Fang Heng asked, "Who are the bullfighters selected this year?" ”

Fang Rulong said: "It seems to be Fang Ruhai's guy." ”

"Wrong, it's not Fang Ruhai, it's Fang Ye!"

Fang Rulong was stunned: "Fang Ye? He...... Isn't he a sideline? ”

"What about the sidelines, I said it's him, it's him!" Fang Heng sneered, "Dare to rob me of a woman, see if I can't kill him!" ”

Fang Rulong finally came back to his senses: "You mean, let Fang Ye suffer a little in the bullring?" ”

Fang Heng said in a low voice: "Where is a little hardship? To make the game a little more exciting, you can go to the bullshed and add some ingredients to the bullfight later......"

Fang Rulong nodded again and again when he heard this: "Don't worry, young patriarch, this matter is on me!" ”