Sweet spoiled marriage: hubby,I love you

"Really? She didn't tell me that if you give me your account number now, the husband must pay back the money his wife owes. " Lang Feng took a cigarette and took out his mobile phone in his pocket to transfer money.

"Fart! Don't you have to count the money you hurt so many of my brothers today? Fifty million. " Yang Su is still young and energetic, with a rhythm of death. His two bodyguards were a little out of breath and pulled his arm.

Lang Feng finished smoking the cigarette in his hand, threw it under his feet, grinned and nodded.

Said: "I won't give 50 million yuan. The medical expenses of the people I hurt are not worth 20 million yuan. I think my wife's video is very important. Since you don't want to sell it, I won't buy it."

"Yes! Tomorrow I'll send the video to the media to see if you can still be happy when you get married? "

Standing aside, Lu Chen couldn't listen any more and said, "young master Yang, do you think it would be good for you to let these things out? Anyway, Niuniu is the victim. The public will only sympathize with her experience. In the end, you are despised. "

"You..." Yang Su knew that what he said was true, but he couldn't swallow it in his heart.

Zhang Xinqi kicked her in the crotch and lost face. Now she was smashed by her man. The reputation of the young master of the Yang family was ruined by the couple. Can he not hate it?

The two sides were in a stalemate. Suddenly, more people rushed in at the front and rear doors of the nightclub. They were brought by Yang Su's father, Yang Jiankai.

Langfeng stared at the influx of people without any panic on his face. Lu Chen sank and stuck behind Langfeng. He thought to himself: it seems that it's another fierce battle. I don't know if the guy behind has any physical strength.

Yang Jiankai, wearing a suit and shoes, with a round belly, walked in the direction of his son.

"Yang Su! Have you made trouble again? "

Lang Feng looked at the middle-aged man. He was bald and greasy. He was about 50 years old, fat head, big ears and eyes, and fierce. He could destroy three when he was put with Yang su.

The father and son really don't look like each other at all. If they are born, they probably follow their mother's appearance.

"Dad ~ ~ dad, why are you here?" Yang Su looked at his father in amazement, but Yang Jiankai suddenly slapped him.

"Your fucking lifeblood is just sharp, so you come out to make trouble again. What the fuck am I raising you for?"

Yang Jiankai was originally born as a local ruffian. Naturally, his mouth is not clean. He scolds his son without beating him, but it's his business to beat him. It's hard to be bullied by others. Today, he came here with people and horses to find face for his son.

The injured men on the dance floor were taken out to the hospital by those who came in later. Now all the rest have two skills. They no longer have ordinary baseball bats in their hands, but all have electric bats. Once this kind of thing touches the body, they will lose the ability to resist immediately.

"Lang Feng, you'll really start in a minute. You'll run first if you have a chance." Lu Chen was worried. After all, there were too many people, and it was difficult to hide the electric baton. Instead of lying here, he could save one.

"Scared?" Lang Feng turned his head and asked.

"I don't care. I just don't want to see Niuniu worry about you."

"I don't seem to hate you as much as I used to." Lang Feng said with a smile.

"But I still hate you."

Both men knew the meaning behind their backs.

Yang Jiankai felt distressed after beating his son. He stretched out his hand to pull Yang Su up from the ground, had a good look at his son Junxiu's cheeks, and said, "little rabbit, let me settle this matter for you. Lao Wang and Lao Li take him home."

"Boss... They are difficult to deal with. Let's stay and help you."

"Fuck off! Can't I kill two of my more than 100 people? Get out! " Yang Jiankai is very conceited. He has been on the road for many years. He has never seen any scenes, let alone two people. He also took his brother to do the fighting of two thousand people decades ago.

Watching his son leave safely, Yang Jian drove up several stairs. His little brother handed him a cigar. He smoked and said, "Lang ~ ~ Feng ~ ~? I've heard that your Lang family is also a rich businessman. I don't know how to spend some bad money, do I? I'm tired of offending my son. "

"Is that your son? I think it should have been repaired long ago. " Lang Feng said with disapproval.

"Fuck you! I'm the only one in the Yang family. Zhang's little girl dared to kick him. I'll abolish you today and let you know the consequences of offending me. " When Yang Jian finished speaking, he waved his hand. The men around him pressed the electric stick in his hand. The sound of strong current made people's scalp numb.

Langfeng didn't hesitate. Look, the punctual machine pulled the man's arm in front of him. The man's face was distorted and his hand was released in pain. Lang Feng took the electric baton in his hand and flew to step on the guard of the stairs. The whole man got up in the air, crossed several bodyguards in front of Yang Jiankai and fell directly behind him.

Everyone didn't realize what had just happened. One arm of Langfeng had strangled Yang Jiankai's neck, and the electric stick of the other hand poked in his waist. As long as you gently press the switch, the current will pass through the acid of the whole body, which will immediately make the fat man faint.

"Ah!! ----" Yang Jian opened his cigar and fell to the ground because of his exclamation. No one dared to move any more. Everyone's eyes were on Langfeng.

"Smelly boy, if you dare to call me, you will suffer." Yang Jiankai tried to be calm.

"Really? Why don't you try the strength of my arm first and see if I can break your neck directly. " Langfeng said, clamping the biceps brachii. When Yang Jian opened, he felt the pressure of suffocation. His feet left the ground and his hands tried to grab Langfeng's arms, hoping to breathe more.

"Help... Help... Help..." Yang Jian opened his eyes and turned white. It seemed that he was going to die soon.

Lu Chen rushed to them and patted Langfeng on the shoulder.

"Lang Feng! Lang Feng! "

His call made Lang Feng wake up. Just for a moment, he felt that he had returned to the battlefield. In the environment of either the enemy or me, he gradually loosened his strength and gave Yang Jiankai a chance to live.

Langfeng dragged the fat man upstairs. Lu Chen stood in front. Everyone dared not rush up. After all, the boss was still in the hands of others.

Outside the VIP room, Langfeng said, "Lu Chen, come in."

They took Yang Jian and drove into the room. The locked door blocked the entry of others. No one knew what was going on inside.

Lang Feng loosened Yang Jiankai and pushed him to one side of the sofa. He said sternly, "take off your clothes!"

"Ah? What are you doing? "

"Lu Chen, you take it off for him. Doesn't Yang Su like Niu Niu's video? We keep his father's. If he dares to release Niu Niu, we'll release Yang Jiankai's." Lang Feng pressed the electric stick in his hand and put an evil smile on the corner of his mouth. When he saw it, he would feel fear at the bottom of his heart.

Lu Chen reluctantly glanced at the fat man over half a hundred years old. Who can blame? I can only blame him for having a pit father's son.