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"Tingyuan ......"

From the coma, he muttered the man's name.

The extreme mourning and sorrow was palpable.

Luo Nanchu pursed his lips slightly, and then said in a low voice: "Send her to the hospital." ”

"Your neck...... Don't you go to the hospital to have a look? ”

Luo Nanchu shook his head, "I'll go sleep." ”

The subordinate looked at Luo Nanchu's back, and stopped talking.

Fu Tingyuan had an accident, she turned out to be just ...... Going for some sleep?

Her reaction was not even as big as Bai Zhiyan's.

This is also unavoidable...... It's too cold-hearted.

In the dark room more than 100 square meters wide, more than a dozen tall young men holding iron rods walked out silently.

Fu Tingyuan lowered his head and took a cigarette with a lighter.

He was still wearing the white shirt, but there were a few scratches and broken skin on his cheeks, he stood in the center of the room, slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, and looked at the dozen or so bodyguards slowly gathered around him with a flat expression.

When he walked two meters away from him, one of the bodyguards led by him glanced at the people around him, and in an instant, everyone pounced on the man surrounded in the center with iron rods held high.

The crisp sound of fists smashing against bones rang out quietly in the empty room.

……

An hour later, the door to the room opened again.

The bloody breath in the air slowly flowed out with the breeze, and the sunlight outside the door shone in, and under the dim light and shadow, you could see that the empty room and the clean walls were already covered with splashed blood. A dozen or so bodyguards staggered to the ground, almost all unconscious, and blood continued to flow from their bodies. It's like hell on earth.

Fu Tingyuan's body was covered with blood beads, and his white shirt was almost stained with blood, he was sitting on the ground, leaning against the wall and bending his knees and smoking, with a bruise on the corner of his mouth.

The old man who came in glanced at the scene in the house, and a trace of satisfaction appeared in his eyes, but he said: "I was played with by a woman and almost went to prison, you go out and don't be my Yanzong's son!" ”

Fu Tingyuan took the cigarette butt and didn't say anything.

Yan Zong walked over and stood in front of his son, he was tall, over sixty years old but still had a terrifying aura, which was tempered by the battles on the battlefield and the ups and downs in the shopping mall.

Looking at the indifferent look on Fu Tingyuan's face, he said sarcastically: "You even want me to save you, you have really lived more and more in the past three years!" ”

Fu Tingyuan glanced at him, "Who told you to be nosy?" I can come out myself. ”

"You're talking to your father like that?"

"What father would indiscriminately ask someone to beat him up when he meets his son?"

"Hmph." Yan Zong snorted coldly, "This is to see if you have grown in the past three years!" If you are by a few of them, you are not qualified to be my son! ”

Fu Tingyuan twitched the corners of his lips coldly, and said indifferently: "I haven't seen you for three years, and you are still as bored as ever." ”

A young man in a suit walked in from outside the door, he looked a little similar to Fu Tingyuan, but a little older than him, "Dad, I'll call the doctor to show him the injury." ”

"What's there to see. Kill him! This rebel son dared his father to be bored! ”

Yan Qingfeng didn't say anything, walked over and picked up Fu Tingyuan, who was sitting on the ground, and walked out with someone in his arms.

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