Everyone in the living room turned to look at the door.
The next moment, Ling Hu was sitting in a wheelchair, being pushed by bodyguards, and walked in from the door.
There was still glucose hanging on the wheelchair and an intravenous drip was being administered.
After Ling Hu came in, Ling Zuo was also pushed in.
Ling Hu was not in good health to begin with. Even if he was in a good mood, he might not have a few days left to live. Now that he has encountered such a big thing, his physical condition has plummeted. He may not be able to breathe at any time, and it will be over.
.
Just now, Ling Hu learned about the story of "Master Feng" from Ling Zuo's mouth. He was very angry at that time. But after he was angry, his son still had to help him, so he quickly called someone and pushed him over, thinking
Before you die, you must put aside your old face and fight for it again.
Even if you have to cleanse yourself and leave the house, it will be enough.
As long as people don't die, Ling Hu will be satisfied.
"Second Uncle, you are not in good health and need to rest." Ling Tian took two steps forward and said.
"Dad, Azuo, why are you here?" Ling Qiang's expression changed, he stood up quickly, and said very fast to the two bodyguards: "You two, push my dad and my brother down to recuperate, don't bother
them!"
"Xiaoqiang!" Ling Hu roared, and as soon as he finished roaring, he started coughing violently, and his face turned red. The people next to him were worried about him, for fear that if something went wrong, something would go wrong.
If something goes wrong in his situation, it will definitely be a big problem in setting up a banquet.
Ling Qiang's heart trembled, and he quickly ran over and gave Ling Hu a gentle pat on the back.
After a while, Ling Hu came over slowly, pushed Ling Qiang away, looked at Ling Tian, and said in a sad tone: "Xiao Tian, can you bear to see your second uncle, who is so old, with gray hair?
Black-haired person?”
As he spoke, two lines of turbid tears flowed down his wrinkled face.
"Plop!"
Ling Qiang bent his knees and knelt beside Ling Hu, bursting into tears.
At this moment, he really regretted it.
"Second uncle, what are you doing?" Ling Tian was angry with Ling Qiang Lingzuo, but he could not hold any grudge against Ling Hu, his second uncle. Although Ling Qiang Lingzuo was indeed supported by Ling Hu,
The talent is getting bigger and bigger, but Ling Hu is the elder after all, and it was the two brothers Ling Long and Ling Hu who worked hard to get through the Ling family's most difficult time. No one can erase Ling Hu's contribution to the entire Ling family.
"Xiaotian, the second uncle knows that you have been wronged. Xiaoqiang also knows that he is wrong. The second uncle has no other demands. I only hope that you can see the flow in your body for the sake of the old face of the second uncle.
For the sake of sharing the same blood, please spare his life, ah?" Ling Hu said with tears streaming down his face.
Ling Tian was also troubled, should he be cruel to Ling Qiang?
Of course I hate it!
His daughter was pushed into the fire pit over and over again, even using such insidious means. This is something that no father can tolerate. If this person is not Ling Qiang, but someone else, Ling Qiang
Even if Tian risked everything, he would definitely seek an explanation for his daughter.
But this person happened to be Ling Qiang, Ling Tian's cousin. No matter whether their relationship was good or bad, the connection in their blood could never be broken.
Coupled with the fact that Ling Hu was so old and begging so hard in front of him, Ling Tian couldn't help himself.
But even if he didn't take action, how could Lin Fan just give up?
With Lin Fan's methods, I'm afraid Ling Qiang's end will be even more miserable.
Seeing that Ling Tian didn't respond for a long time, Ling Hu thought that he was determined to kill Ling Qiang, so he turned to look at Ling Xuefei behind him and said in a hoarse voice: "Little Feifei, I remember that when you were young, the second grandfather liked you very much.
Hug you, you also like to play with Grandpa Second, do you remember?"
Hearing the name "Little Feifei", Ling Xuefei couldn't help but remember that when she was a child, she really liked to play with her second grandfather, and in the entire Ling family, only her second grandfather called her Xiao Feifei. This title immediately evoked
Ling Xuefei’s endless memories.
Ling Xuefei raised her head and met Ling Hu's pleading eyes. Her heart trembled slightly and she softened.
"Husband," Ling Xuefei tugged at Lin Fan's clothes, put her red lips close to Lin Fan's ear, and whispered, "Let's not pursue this matter."
"Huh?" Lin Fan turned around and asked, "You have suffered so many grievances over the years, don't you want to vent your anger?"
"Forget it, husband, when will retribution happen? What's more, we are all members of the Ling family after all." Ling Xuefei shook her head and said with a smile.
After saying this, Ling Xuefei felt more relaxed than ever before.
"Okay, if you say you won't pursue it, we won't pursue it." Lin Fan did not hesitate for too long, gently squeezed Ling Xuefei's little hand, nodded, and agreed.
In Lin Fan's mind, whether it was Ling Qiang or Ling Zuo, a member of the Li family, a member of the Lingnan Ge family, or even the powerful men from the six major overseas forces and the Tianluo Sect who had been destroyed by him before.
Monsters are all ants, but some ants are relatively stronger, while others are thinner, but ants are just ants after all, and as long as Lin Fan is willing, he can kill them with just a flip of his hand.
Lin Fan would not care about the life and death of the ants. If he destroyed them, Lin Fan would not have any psychological burden. If he kept them, Lin Fan would have plenty of ways to eliminate his worries.
Ling Xuefei was kind-hearted and couldn't bear to do anything to her relatives, so Lin Fan just let her go.
"Dad, leave this matter to me," Lin Fan said.
"..." Ling Qiang looked back at Lin Fan, pondered for a moment and then nodded: "Okay."
After saying that, he stepped aside.
He also wanted to see how Lin Fan would handle this matter.
Lin Fan walked up to Ling Qiang and others and said loudly: "Ling Qiang, Ling Zuo, I was originally going to deal with you..."
Hearing this, the faces of Ling Hu, father and son showed joy.
Since there is an "original", it means that you have changed your mind now!
Sure enough, Lin Fan continued: "However, you are members of the Ling family after all, so I will not hold you accountable."
"But the death penalty can be avoided, and the living crime cannot be escaped. No matter who it is, they have to pay the price for the mistakes they committed!"
"From today onwards, you two will no longer have anything to do with the Ling family. You will hand over all the shares you hold in the Ling family's industry for free. You will not be allowed to set foot in the Shenzhen market again, nor will you do anything that is harmful to the Ling family."
Things that are not good for a person! If he violates it, he will not be leniently spared!"
The last sentence was even louder than thunder, as if it contained magical power that made people dare not have second thoughts.
Others didn't have any special reaction when they heard this, but the two brothers Ling Qiang and Ling Zuo were in a daze for a moment when the sound reached their ears, and their brains seemed to be short-circuited.
Blank, but this feeling only lasted for a very short time and recovered quickly, so the two of them didn't notice anything.
They didn't know that when Lin Fan spoke just now, it was mixed with mental power. Through mental power, Lin Fan deeply engraved his will into the hearts of the two of them. Unless their cultivation level exceeds that of Lin Fan,
Otherwise, with Fan's current cultivation level, he would never do anything against Lin Fan's will.
Once they have bad thoughts, they will be forcibly dispelled by Lin Fan's will.
In this way, there is no need to worry that Ling Qiang and Ling Zuo will hold grudges and do evil in secret.
"Thank you so much." Ling Qiang seemed to have aged more than ten years for a moment, and said with drooped eyelids.
Ling Zuo also looked lost and muttered his thanks.
Ling Hu was even more excited.
After thanking each other, the father and son left the living room.
A few hours later, they took a small amount of luggage, drove an SUV, and left in a low-key manner through the side door of Ling's house. As for where they went, no one knew.
Since then, I have never seen Ling Qiang, Ling Zuo and Ling Hu again.