The opening sign to a mother-in-law of the richest man

This is actually the case!

Chen Feng's eyes widened and his pupils tightened.

Could it be that he misunderstood the sachet in all the previous?

It was not the three of them who smashed Xiujuan's barber shop, it was another person who injured Tian Zhonghua!

Chen Feng clenched his fists, looked at a yellow-haired man lying on the ground, rushed in front of him, grabbed his collar and forced his face to face him.

hiss!

When he saw the four characters printed on the man's shirt, the two balls of flames in his eyes suddenly burned.

What kind of grass.

It's Yaoqing Martial Arts Hall again!

boom!

Chen Feng threw a punch and slammed at the yellow-haired man.

"Hmm!"

With blood flowing, the man slumped to the ground with a muffled snort, breathing almost inaudible.

Immediately, an ambulance arrived, and Chen Feng accompanied Xu Xiaodie in the ambulance and drove Li Xiujuan all the way to the hospital.

After some inspections, fortunately, with the protection of the three people with the knife bag, Li Xiujuan had a large amount of blood on her body, but she suffered minor injuries and could be discharged after a few days of rest.

Although Xu Xiaodie's clothes showed signs of being torn by others, they were shocked and unharmed.

"Made, how could such a thing happen!" Qin Zhengwei punched the wall with a fist.

Recently, bad things have happened frequently. First Tian Zhonghua was beaten, and then Li Xiujuan's mother and daughter were injured.

As a man, he was always late, and he could only watch tragedy happen before his eyes, but could do nothing.

Chen Feng bought the warm porridge, Xu Xiaodie ate two bites under repeated comforts, and then sat on the bedside and carefully fed Li Xiujuan.

"Sure enough, the kindness to the enemy is cruel to myself. I blamed me for letting you down at the time and didn't level your broken martial arts hall!"

Qin Zhengwei saw that Chen Feng's eyes were blood-red, and he looked aggressively looking for revenge, and asked curiously: "Brother Feng, are you okay?"

Chen Feng glanced at Li Xiujuan: "You are here to take care of them, I have left beforehand!"

"Good!" Qin Zhengwei agreed.

Walking out of the ward, Chen Feng saw the knife pouch sitting in the hospital corridor at a glance.

His arms and abdomen were wrapped with gauze, his face was covered with color, and the bruises slowly flowed out from the place where the gauze was attached.

He just sat like this, his eyes blank, his eyes were hollow as if there were only two holes left.

A lit cigarette was tucked between his fingers, and every time he wanted to smoke, the nurse glared and warned him.

The knife bag cursed lowly, and simply threw the cigarette butt on the ground.

Chen Feng stepped forward and helped him stamp out the cigarette butts.

Seeing the dejected look of the knife bag, he had an ominous premonition in his heart.

"I'll accompany you out to smoke."

The knife bag raised his head, glanced at Chen Feng, shook his head, and said with a wry smile: "Dead, all dead, two."

He punched the ground with a fist and cursed bitterly: "Why is it not me who died? Why do I stay alive by myself!?"

More blood flowed down the gauze.

Seeing his appearance, Chen Feng couldn't help but rang out what the knife bag had promised in the small restaurant that day in front of him and Liu Xiujuan's mother and daughter.

"A few Laozi, even if they die, they will protect your thoroughness!"

"As long as Brother Chen Feng can keep cutting Lao Tzu's hair, let Lao Tzu be the most handsome man in the world!"

"..."

They really did it. The three of them desperately protected Liu Xiujuan's mother and daughter, resulting in two deaths and one injury. The two good brothers of Daanang had left forever.

Although they were gangsters before, they have long since reformed, and their hearts are kind and just.

They really did what they promised.

And I have always misunderstood that they played Tian Zhonghua...

Thinking of this, Chen Feng wanted to slap himself twice.

"Knife bag, sorry."

Dao Sang coldly snorted: "What are you sorry to say to me? It's not your fault."

Chen Feng didn't know how to speak for a while.

"The grandsons of Yaoqing's martial arts gym have hurt my brother before. It's amazing to open the martial arts gym!"

The knife bag clenched his fists and his eyes were blood red: "As long as I still breathe, I must avenge my dead brothers!"

The doctors and patients passing by in the corridor looked at the knife capsule with weird eyes.

"Is this person from Cao Nima sick?"

"It looks like a criminal. It's scary. Should we call the police?"

"The man with him is quite handsome, he doesn't look like a bad guy."

"Call the security guard any more screaming!"

The time was approaching noon, and the sun was shining bright outside, but for the knife capsule, it was suddenly dark at this moment.

With red eyes, he looked at Chen Feng and said, "Brother Chen Feng, when I finish my work for the brothers, you can cut my head again."

Chen Feng's tone followed with choking, "Okay, no problem."

"I want to cut the most handsome one for Lao Tzu." The knife pouch wiped a tear. "From now on, I will be alone, without the two fools behind, Brother Chen Feng, do you think Lao Tzu is still the most handsome person? ?"

"Yes!" Chen Feng replied heartily.

Hearing a satisfactory answer, Daoqiang stood up.

Chen Feng followed him and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Go to the grandsons of Yaoqing Martial Arts Hall!" said Daobao coldly, "I must let them pay for their debts today!"

Chen Feng looked at him full of colors: "You are all injured now, and you are alone. Are you sure you could be their opponent in the past?"

Dao Sang coldly snorted: "Even if you die, I will fight them to death and death!"

Chen Feng held his shoulder.

"Leave this to me. Today, I will step down to the Yaoqing Wushu Hall!"

This time I was surprised to change the knife bag: "Brother Chen Feng, are you sure you can?"

"A man can't say he can't!"

"Okay, let me add one more!" Dao Sang said firmly.

Chen Feng glanced at his still bleeding wound: "You don't have to. When the time comes, I have to protect you."

"Wipe, you just look down on Lao Tzu like that, thinking that I also beat five at once, it's effortless!"

Chen Feng heard him blow up and laughed: "If you really want to go with me, just stand far away, watch the battle on the side, and call 666 for me when necessary."

"Made!" The knife bag was unhappy, "Brother Chen Feng, I should say this to you instead!"

"Then let's wait and see~!"

Chen Feng and Daobao took a taxi and went straight to Yaoqing Martial Arts Hall.

After half an hour, the car arrived.

This is a small courtyard house remodeled. There are two stone lions at the door, and a plaque is hung above it, with the four characters "Yaoqing Wuguan".

Standing at the door were two young men wearing martial arts costumes, with square faces and majestic faces.

"I fought with them!" Knife-sack waved his fists when he saw the plaque and rushed up.