Gao Feng stared at Fang Zheng coldly and could only give up his original idea.
"It's not like I can't afford to lose, but..."
Halfway through his words, Gao Feng took a few steps forward, walked towards Zhang Yang and said in a deep voice.
"Your name is Zhang Yang, right? Very good, I will remember you."
Gao Feng showed a meaningful smile, turned around and left immediately after speaking.
"Zhang Yang, don't worry. He doesn't dare to do anything to you while I'm here. It's not the Inspection Department that has the final say in Jiangnan City." Fang Zheng reassured Zhang Yang because he was worried about him.
"Haha, it's not that scary."
"This old guy should have broken through the gas realm, right? If you give me some time, I'll still beat him." Zhang Yang said with a smile.
this……
When everyone saw Zhang Yang speaking so casually, they couldn't help but twitch their lips.
Especially the members of the Dragon Group, they don't dare to laugh at Zhang Yang.
Because the last time I laughed at Zhang Yang was today.
The cost of ridicule and publicity was indeed a bit high, and they felt that they were hit hard both physically and mentally.
"Zhang Yang, where is your current strength?" Fang Zheng asked curiously.
Zhang Yang himself is not very clear on this issue.
He thought about it carefully.
He had just dealt with Nangong Wu's two concubine Qi Dao very easily.
"This is kept secret for now, but no one in the gas realm can be my opponent."
"If that old guy really wants to attack me, I should be able to handle it for a while and then run away."
"As for trying my best, I don't know. After all, it's not that far."
Hiss~
Suddenly, there was a gasp of cold air.
Everyone's eyes were full of horror.
I didn't expect Zhang Yang to be so strong.
Fang Zheng's eyes were shining, as if he had found a treasure, and he laughed loudly.
"Hahaha, good, good, good."
He said hello three times in a row.
Then he seemed to have thought of something and warned the members of the Dragon Team.
"Zhang Yang didn't say anything just now, and you didn't hear anything. Do you understand?"
Obviously.
Fang Zheng wanted them to keep it a secret and not to tell anyone.
All the Dragon Team members nodded immediately to express their understanding.
…
The competition is over.
Zhang Yang did not stay in the Jiangnan military camp for long, but chose to go home directly.
Just opened the door.
A sudden phone ringing sound reached Zhang Yang's ears.
Before the competition, he almost overslept and forgot to bring his mobile phone when he went out in the morning.
I quickly walked to the bedside and picked up my phone.
"Hey, what's wrong with Dabai?" Zhang Yang answered the phone and asked.
"I'll do it. You answered the phone. Where did your kid die?"
Li Dabai complained at first, and then whispered, "Zhang Yang, come to the Han family quickly, something happened to Sister Xiyao!"
What!
Zhang Yang's expression changed drastically and he ran out quickly.
On the way to Han's house.
Zhang Yang also learned the ins and outs of the matter from Li Dabai's mouth, and his face was extremely ugly.
A murderous aura appeared out of thin air on his body, almost making the taxi driver lose his grip on the steering wheel.
"Han Zhengye, if Xiyao is harmed in any way, I will make you pay with blood!"
"Driver, drive faster!" Zhang Yang urged in a deep voice.
"Okay, okay." The driver nodded hurriedly and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.
It was originally a half-hour journey.
The taxi driver arrived in 20 minutes.
Zhang Yang dropped a hundred-dollar bill and walked towards the Han family's mansion.
"Stop, who are you looking for?"
The guards at the door of Han's house saw the menacing Zhang Yang and immediately stopped him.
"Go away!"
Zhang Yang roared, knocked down all the guards, and quickly rushed inside.
now.
All facilities in the Han family's office hall were evacuated.
Two cold coffins were placed in the middle.
There are also photos of Han Wenkang and his son on it, 24-inch photos with white background.
Han Xiyao, who was wearing mourning clothes, had her hands and feet tied, kneeling in front of the two coffins.
Han Wenkang's wife Ye Xiulan stood in front of Han Xiyao, raised her palm and slapped her hard.
Bang~
"You bitch, you killed Wenkang and the others and you still refuse to admit it?"
Every time Ye Xiulan slaps her, she will ask Han Xiyao.
"I didn't kill the person, why should I admit it?"
Han Xiyao raised her head and stared at the other party coldly.
At this moment, her cheeks were extremely red and swollen, and her mouth was full of blood.
But Han Xiyao never gave in and looked at Ye Xiulan firmly.
"You won't tell me, right? Then I'll beat you until you tell me!" Ye Xiulan roared with a sinister look on her face.
She continued to slap Han Xiyao hard, and each slap was very loud.
No one from the Han family branches nearby came out to stop him, and they even had smiles on their lips.
Including Han Xiyao's grandfather, Han Zhengye, all looked calm.
It was as if Han Xiyao and him had no blood relationship.
Li Dabai, the only one who wanted to step forward to stop, was restrained by Li Jiangshan's bodyguards and prevented him from stepping forward.
"Mr. Han, Xiyao is also your granddaughter, why do you believe the one-sided words of this crazy woman Ye Xiulan!" Li Dabai was furious and shouted.
Han Zhengye frowned displeased and glanced at the other party.
"Li Jiangshan, take care of your son. It's not his turn to have any say in this matter."
Finished.
Han Zhengye walked up to Han Xiyao and looked at him with cold eyes.
"Han Xiyao, you are just like your mother, a cheap servant, cruel and selfish!"
"You'd better admit it quickly and repent in front of Wenkang and Shao Wei, so that I can give you a good time."
Han Xiyao's smile was a little sad.
She knew that Han Zhengye had always disliked her because of her mother.
But I didn't expect that Han Zhengye would be so partial and unwilling to even listen to his own explanation.
"Grandpa, don't you even believe me? Why don't you believe my explanation?"
Han Zhengye frowned and said, "Don't call me grandpa, you are not worthy of being my granddaughter."
"And your explanation is too weak. You wanted to take away Wen Kang's shares right after his death. Isn't this motive obvious?"
"Han Xiyao, don't think that if you don't admit it, I won't be able to avenge Wenkang and the others."
I don't recognize my relatives, but that's all.
Han Zhengye wanted to avenge his son and grandson.
Han Xiyao, his granddaughter, was completely dispensable in front of him.
Han Xiyao was filled with disappointment.
But it is absolutely impossible for her to admit to something she has not done.
"I didn't kill the person. I don't know anything. Even if you beat me to death, I didn't kill the person."
Han Zhengye's face was gloomy.
Weiwei winked at Ye Xiulan and walked aside.
With a backer, Ye Xiulan became even crazier.
He took out a fruit knife from somewhere and approached Han Xiyao.
"Bitch, you still don't admit it, do you? I want to see how tough your mouth is."
After saying that, Ye Xiulan gently touched Han Xiyao's cheek with the fruit knife in her hand, and threatened in her mouth.
"If such a beautiful face was disfigured, you would go crazy, right?" Ye Xiulan said crazily.
Later.
Ye Xiulan asked a servant on the side to bring a mirror and stand it in front of Han Xiyao.
"Han Xiyao, if you don't admit it truthfully, I won't be polite with the knife in my hand!"
"You..." Han Xiyao panicked.
There is no girl who does not cherish her own appearance.
She desperately tried to move back, but her hands and feet were tied and she couldn't move at all.
"I didn't kill the person, how can I admit it?" Han Xiyao still said the same thing.
"Very good, then I want to see how hard your mouth is!" Ye Xiulan's eyes were fierce.
He picked up the fruit knife and slashed it towards Han Xiyao's face.
See this scene.
Li Jiangshan's eyes also became gloomy, but he stared at Han Zhengye for a while, and finally let go of his clenched fists.
Li Dabai couldn't care less and shouted directly.
"Ye Xiulan, are you crazy? Han Zhengye, you old guy, why are you..."
However, he didn't finish his words.
Then Li Jiangshan's bodyguard covered his mouth.
He could only watch helplessly as the fruit knife slashed towards Han Xiyao's cheek.
Han Xiyao looked at the fruit knife getting closer and closer to her, her pupils shrinking because of fear.
Finally, he closed his eyes unwillingly.
However, the sharp blade of the fruit knife did not fall on her cheek.
Instead, a voice that was familiar to her appeared.