Urban god and mad son-in-law

Chapter 142
Zhou Gan didn't respond to Han Yang's words.

Han Yang raised his hand and threw out a handful of soil, then turned around and was about to slip away.

But how could Zhou Gan give him a chance to slip away, he pressed his shoulder, and then hit Han Yang's neck with a hand knife, knocking Han Yang unconscious.

Carrying Han Yang, he left here.

When Han Yang woke up, he felt sore all over his body.

dark road.

"Damn, who did this, really don't let me find him, or I'll take his skin."

Han Yang stood up unsteadily.

Seeing that he has arrived in a strange place, Han Yang is a little confused here.

Not to mention what exactly is this place, but this one-handed operation just now confuses me.

If he was knocked out and brought here, if he was looking for revenge, he would definitely have to tie himself up.

And he won't let himself be so tossed.

But if it weren't for this, I'm afraid there will be only one left.

That is to say, to be framed.

Han Yang reacted quickly.

He even found out that none of his mobile phones had been confiscated.

If it wasn't for framing, Han Yang probably wouldn't believe it himself.

He took out his phone, edited a text message, and sent it to Han Biao.

Turn around and study the yard in front of you.

This kind of old courtyard has been in disrepair for a long time, and the whole door will open if you touch it casually.

Han Yang stretched out of the room.

He happened to see a camera, and he deliberately greeted the camera.

No matter where it is.

Since someone wanted him to come, Han Yang didn't have so many reasons.

Han Yang twisted his body and looked at the locked rooms in front of him.

Walk over one by one.

Surprised to find that this is the old house of the Chen family, he just touched the ancestral hall of the Chen family.

After seeing this, Han Yang probably thought about it.

He strolled around again.

But in the corner room of the old house.

I saw Chen Yansen.

But Chen Yansen is currently fighting on the battlefield.

Han Yang listened at the door, and with a mischievous mentality, he kicked the room open.

It was the brave Chen Yansen who suddenly softened.

He even saw that Han Yang picked up the knife on the bedside table as if he saw an enemy, and rushed towards him.

Han Yang really couldn't beat Zhou Gan just now.

But it was Chen Yansen, he stepped up and kicked him onto the bed.

"Master Chen, I am an evil spirit, here to claim your life."

Han Yang laughed out loud.

Only a scream from the woman who came back from the memory was heard.

But at this time, it doesn't matter whether it's a cry or anything else.

Chen Yansen was raised in the old house of the Chen family to recuperate from his illness.

This woman is Chen Yansen's babysitter.

Now a woman's voice can't cause much effect at all.

Chen Yansen panted heavily, staring at Han Yang.

"I am going to kill you!"

"I also want to kill myself, but unfortunately I can't kill myself."

Han Yang slapped Chen Yansen.

"If you can kill me, just come, and I promise to give you an unforgettable memory."

When Han Yang said this, he said to Chen Yansen even more bewitchingly.

"By the way, Young Master Chen, your younger brother is now the Young Patriarch, you'd better just be a good-for-nothing here."

This sentence can be said to be very heartbreaking.

It made Chen Yansen extremely furious.

Han Biao led people into the Chen family's old house and found Han Yang who was venting.

"Master, did someone from the Chen family do it?"

"Check it out for me, I'll wait here, find this person out for me, and pay special attention to Duanjiang."

Han Yang threw the trash Chen Yansen aside, straightened his clothes and said to Han Biao.

Lighted a cigarette.

In the unlit room, cigarette butts flickered brightly.

With breathing, the light is also flickering.

In the whole room, except for Chen Yansen's unwilling roar.

All that remains is the sobbing of the babysitter.

Han Yang threw the cigarette butt on the ground and asked Han Biao.

"Have you brought the guy?"

"Bring it."

"Let's go and see Xiao Lang."

Han Yang always felt that Xiao Lang was probably the only one who could do this.

Other than Xiao Lang, no one would do this.

A large group of people rushed to Xiao Lang's barbecue restaurant.

Hao Qingqing looked at the door, and guys in leather jackets and gloves broke in one by one.

Asked to Xiao Lang.

"You provoked?"

Xiao Lang stared at these people intently, but did not speak.

Han Yang walked into the barbecue restaurant in a suit.

Hao Qingqing was a little confused, so he looked at Han Yang.

He was about to get up, but was pushed down by Han Yang's gesture.

Han Yang twisted his neck, took a stick and slammed it down on Xiao Lang's shoulder.

"I don't want to play with you anymore, flip the table."

Xiao Lang snorted, stood up, and the waiters came over with their things.

"Han Biao clears the field. Turn off the monitoring."

Xiao Lang looked at Han Yang in surprise.

Never thought that Han Yang could still appear in front of him.

This was probably the last thing he expected.

"Your uncle, count me. Settle the score today."

Xiao Lang sneered, "Unexpectedly, he is really a useless guy."

(End of this chapter)