The old father's words made Ouyang Lin even more regretful. If he had known better now, he should not have offended Fang Lin before.
Although the Ouyang family endured the humiliation from beginning to end, it is an indisputable fact that they offended Yuan Long.
The Zhu family has never been a place for outsiders to reason with each other. Everyone in the Ouyang family knew that the Ouyang family was in doom, so the old man had to bow to Fang Lin.
"It's not difficult to save your family."
An evil smile flashed from the corner of Fang Lin's mouth.
"The Ouyang family has offended many people. I will try to repay my kindness in the future. Please give me some advice and save my Ouyang family."
Ouyang Bielin said politely.
"Carve a few words in blood on each of them and send them to the Zhu family."
"What word?"
"Fang Lin is here for a visit."
Fang Lin had a firm attitude and spoke word by word.
"No...Master, you absolutely cannot."
"Yes, no.
This kid is a shameless person, and he has clearly taken advantage of our Ouyang family to humiliate both the Ouyang family and the Zhu family."
"That's right, what the Zhu family hates most is when others touch the Zhu family's people.
Carving blood letters on their bodies is just like digging up the Zhu family's ancestral graves."
"Master, you can't listen to this kid's nonsense.
No matter how powerful this guy is, he is just one person.
Take them and go to the Zhu family to plead guilty, maybe there is still a way to survive... Wu..." Fang Lin's words instantly caused the Ouyang family to completely explode, and their previous expectations turned into furious, and some even showed their fists again.
.
In front of the huge "Zhu Family Empire", the Ouyang family may be worthless.
But no matter how powerful Fang Lin is, he is just a lonely man with two losers. Everyone in the Ouyang family still has at least five points of confidence.
Before the last man could finish his words, a snow-white steamed bun had already shot towards him like lightning.
Fast, too fast, incredibly fast.
Seven or eight Ouyang disciples already sensed that the situation was not right and were about to take action, but the steamed buns had already reached the man's mouth and covered his mouth tightly.
"Catch me to plead guilty?
Ask your master, can you do it?"
Fang Lin returned to his seat leisurely and said coldly with an expressionless face.
Although Fang Lin's technique was indeed too fast to prevent, the Ouyang family didn't pay much attention to it.
It's just a steamed bun. Even if you can't bite it down, just spit it out and it won't do any harm.
But in the next second, the man clutched his throat with both hands, his face turned purple and black, and he was jumping up and down in pain. Only then did everyone realize the seriousness of the problem.
At this time, everyone guessed that the snow-white steamed buns were gradually turning red.
When seven or eight people hurriedly dug out the steamed buns, they discovered that the man's front teeth had already fallen out.
"If anyone can't control their mouth anymore! The punishment won't be so simple."
Fang Lin said casually.
"Mr. Fang, forgive me..." Ouyang Belin glared at his disciples, and quickly bent his knees and knelt on the ground.
"Old sir, you don't have to be like this. If you really believe it, just do what I say.
If you don't believe it, it's useless no matter how much you say, just run away for your life, maybe there is still a glimmer of hope.
By the way, the old gentleman is afraid that his time is running out and he cannot bear the bumps."
Taking Gao Meilan's hand, Fang Lin took the lead and walked down. Just as he reached the corner, he suddenly retreated two steps.
"You bastard, what did you say?
Don't leave, I'm going to chop you up."
"Who the hell are you cursing to death? Even if you die, my father will still be alive and well."
Fang Lin's words immediately made everyone in the Ouyang family furious again, especially Ouyang Lin, who jumped directly towards Zeng Cheng.
"Come back."
Ouyang Bielin shouted decisively with a livid complexion.
"Dad, this..." "Do as Mr. Fang said."
"Dad, are you an old fool..." "What?"
Want to rebel?"
"Yes, do it."
Although he disagreed with his old father's decision, Baishan filial piety came first, so Ouyang Lin had no choice but to call on his disciples to tie up the gangsters who were still in a coma.
At the northern end of Xingzhou City, there is a tall European-style castle surrounded by more than ten villas. Hundreds of strong men in black suits are patrolling back and forth, making it even more majestic and majestic.
About an hour after Fang Lin and the others left, more than a dozen young men dripping with blood and dressed in strange clothes stumbled towards the villa.
In a villa at the left end, a young man wearing international famous brands was sitting on the sofa with a cold look in his eyes. His handsome face with exquisite features could not hide his anger.
This person is none other than the third young master of the Zhu family, Zhu Cong.
"What's written on those people?"
Zhu Cong said with an extremely cold tone.
"Back to... Back to Third Young Master, Fang Lin who wrote... is here for a visit.
And... Also, the Zhu family is all rubbish.
And... also, the old turtle of the Zhu family will not die well."
A young man of similar age to the young man kept his head lowered and said tremblingly.
"Fang Lin?
Have you finally come to die?"
The anger on Zhu Cong's face suddenly disappeared by half, replaced by a strange sneer, and even a little excited.
"Third... Third Young Master, I... my brother is in such a miserable state, his body is completely broken! I heard it was the Ouyang family who did it, so you must make the decision for me!"
The other young man was Yuan Long's younger brother Yuan Hu. He had already burst into tears. He clenched his fists in anger and fell to his knees with a thud, sobbing uncontrollably.
"Okay, your brother has been relying on you to dominate and prosper for several years. He should be taught a lesson. Let's let him go first."
Zhu Cong said impatiently.
"What does Third Young Master mean?"
"In the eyes of the Zhu family, the Ouyang family is just like ants.
However, our main enemy now is Fang Lin. It would be unpleasant if he was suddenly bitten by an ant on the back.
You, bring someone back to me to bring Fang Lin alive."
"Third Young Master taught me a lesson, I don't know how many people I can bring with me?"
"five hundred."
"five hundred?
Is that an exaggeration..." "Huh?"
Seeing that Zhu Cong was obviously displeased, Zhu Cong really wanted to slap himself in the mouth, so he quickly gave a deep salute and left.
At the same time, Fang Lin and the others walked into Zeng Cheng's company headquarters building.
But what Zeng Cheng never dreamed of was that as the chairman, he would be blocked by his own people. Only then did he know that he, the founder, had actually been fired from the company.
And after several unsuccessful attempts to communicate, Zeng Cheng was directly thrown out by two security guards.
Fortunately, Fang Lin had quick eyesight and quick hands, and Zeng Cheng was able to escape unscathed.
"Go away."
Fang Lin walked straight towards the two security guards and said coldly.
"Um?
It's you who should get out."
The two security guards stretched out their electric batons directly towards Fang Lin and said with disdain.
"Mr. Zeng, how much compensation do you have to pay to the person who hit you?"
Looking back at the angry Zeng Cheng, Fang Lin said half-jokingly.
"Even if Mr. Fang demolishes the building for me, I won't have to pay compensation."
Zeng Cheng said angrily.
"Boy, what the hell are you talking about?
If you want to compensate, we will pay your medical expenses, that’s it.”
A security guard took out a dollar from his pocket, threw it directly at Fang Lin's face, raised his head and laughed.
