Yang Hongtao, the Yang family in Hai City, is practicing boxing in the yard.

He fists with empty hands, with his fists carrying a domineering strong wind, making a terrifying sound.

After a while, he stopped. A maid brought a cup of tea and carefully handed it to him: "Family, please have tea!"

"Strength? Where is the limit of power?" Yang Hongtao's voice was filled with a hint of depth and confusion.

He practiced martial arts for half his life and always thought that he had reached the limit of his strength, but he had no choice but to find that his strength could continue to break through, as if there was no limit.

The maid dared not speak, and she carefully held the tea.

Yang Hongtao sighed softly, took the maid's tea cup, took a sip, and sipped a tea leaf in his mouth.

At this moment, a servant rushed in in a hurry and shouted in panic: "Master, the big thing is wrong! The big thing is wrong!"

puff!

Yang Hongtao frowned, and the tea leaf from his mouth flew out, slashing across the servant's face.

In an instant, a few strands of hair floated down.

It seemed that the tea leaves had unparalleled power.

Swish!

The servant's face turned pale in an instant, his body was so frightened that he dared not move, and cold sweat slid down his forehead.

At this time, Yang Hongtao's voice finally came slowly: "Why are you so panicked?"

The servant was trembling, and he didn't even dare to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead, and he stammered and reported: "Home...the head of the family...the head of the family...the young master Tianlin..."

Yang Hong's face had not changed, and he looked at him coldly: "What's wrong with Tianlin?"

"Just...I just heard from someone that Young Master Tianlin was injured and his life was hanging on the line. Now he is being sent by his subordinates!" The servant said in horror.

As soon as the servant finished speaking, Yang Hongtao's eyes finally condensed slightly, and a terrible cold air overflowed, as if it was about to freeze the air around him.

"You said Tianlin was beaten to death by someone?" Yang Hongtao's voice was a little scary, making people shudder.

Although Yang Tianlin is not very popular with him, he is his bloodline.

Now, Yang Tianlin was injured and his life was hanging by a thread. This was not only a slap in the face, but also a slap in the Yang family!

This is a great shame for him and the Yang family. The Yang family members were bullied so much on this land in Haishi! This is simply a slap in the face!

Yang Hongtao's eyes narrowed deeper, and his grim breath became stronger and stronger: "I didn't expect that someone would dare to touch my Yang family, and even more dare to touch my Yang Hongtao's son. Haha, it seems that my Yang family has been too low-key in recent years. Any ants dare to offend my Yang family!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a cold breath seemed to be spinning around him, forming a terrible rhythm!

As soon as they finished speaking, the maids and servants beside them trembled all over, and their minds seemed to tremble and explode. At this moment, they felt a terrifying murderous aura from Yang Hongtao.

Finally, the servant could not bear this terrible force and momentum, and he knelt on the ground in horror.

"Who is the other party?" Yang Hongtao looked down at the servant, his voice filled with a strong bloody feeling.

The servant trembled, and he didn't dare to raise his head, and said tremblingly: "Home... the head of the family, the other party is an interpreter of Chang'an Logistics!"

"Hmm?" Yang Hongtao's eyes suddenly opened and he stared at the servant: "You said... Tianlin was injured by an interpreter?"

"Yes...yes!" the servant replied with a trembling forehead: "He...his name is Haisheng!"

"Crack!" With a crisp sound, the teacup in Yang Hongtao's hand was directly pinched into powder!

He thought Yang Tianlin was seriously injured by some powerful person, but he never expected that he was injured by an unknown person, which even more aroused the anger in his heart.

The next second, he shouted coldly: "Old Hei and Lao Bai, go to Chang'an Logistics for me and bring Li Chang'an and this person named Haisheng to me!"

Swish!

Two figures appeared beside him, one in black clothes and the other in white clothes, as if it were black... Bai Wuchang!

These are the two personal guards around Yang Hongtao!

"Go, I will see these two people within half an hour!" Yang Hongtao glanced at the two guards and ordered again.

"Yes, the head of the family!" the two responded in unison, ready to go out.

But at this moment, a group of men covered in wounds and even disabled rushed in with a young man covered in blood.

"Tianlin!"

Seeing the young man covered in blood, Yang Hongtao's eyes were completely cold. Even though he was a head of the Yang family who was happy and angry, he also showed terrible murderous intent and anger on his face.

He roared angrily and rushed to Yang Tianlin.

When his eyes were frozen on Yang Tianlin, his expression suddenly stopped, with an unbelievable look on his face. Then, the unbelievable look on his face turned into an unprecedented anger.

Everyone around seemed to have not noticed Yang Hongtao's face changed, and begged one by one: "Master, save the young master quickly."

"Bang!"

Yang Hongtao's anger finally erupted like a volcano, and he slapped the face of the person next to him. In an instant, the man was directly slapped in the yard and died instantly.

Swish!

Everyone's faces changed drastically, and they retreated in horror, and Yang Tianlin fell directly to the ground.

Looking at Yang Tianlin on the ground, Yang Hongtao's thunderous voice finally rang out: "Haisheng, I want to use your head to pay tribute to my son!"

For a moment, everyone's eyes became dull and horrified.

What???
Chapter completed!