Fake Prodigal

Chapter 411
"Hee hee!" Fen Leopard smiled sweetly, his big eyes squinted into crescents, and said joyfully, "Brother is amazing, I discovered the essence so quickly, this guy is a prodigal son of a dog!"

"A-mei, you won't fancy this kid!" Ruan Snake teased.

"Li Hao has a fiancée, and she is still a rich lady!" Fen Leopard was dejected, with a sour tone.

Ruan Snake smiled, poured two glasses of champagne, and said majesticly: "There are many things in the world, and you have to fight for them yourself. My sister is very skilled, so what are you afraid of..."

Passing through the long and narrow corridor, Li Hao felt a little anxious after a busy night. He ran into the bathroom next to him, drained the water comfortably, and stood at the window to enjoy the sea breeze.

The night sky is full of stars, and a crescent moon is hanging. The bright moonlight shines on the sea, and the sea is rough, and the waves are higher than the waves.

Watching the night view of the sea, Li Hao lit a cigar and let out a puff of smoke comfortably. When the sea brushed against his cheeks, he immediately felt refreshed and happy physically and mentally.

"Squeak!" When the door opened, Li Hao suddenly turned his head, with a strange expression on his face. Di Lang's eyes were cold and his face was gloomy. He strode into the bathroom and walked straight towards Li Hao.

"Master Di, come here for a cigarette, Boss Di, wake up!" Li Hao took out the gold-plated cigar box and handed it over kindly.

Di Lang smiled without saying a word, strode forward, slowly stretched his hand behind his back, about one meter away from Li Hao, suddenly pulled out the black triangular thorn, and pierced Li Hao's throat like lightning.

"Ah!" Li Hao exclaimed, the incident happened suddenly without any warning, Di Lang's attack was too ruthless, and he still attacked and assassinated.

Senhan's three-edged thorn was close to his neck, Li Hao smelled a faint smell of blood, his neck twisted abruptly, the military thorn brushed across his neck, splashing a few drops of blood.

"Tick!"

"Tick!"

"Tick!"

Drops of blood fell to the ground, and there was a shallow wound on Li Hao's neck, which was dripping blood. With his hands covering his neck, he looked at the opposite side in amazement, Di Lang, who was holding the triangular thorn behind his back, and asked: "You and I have no grievances or enmities, if there is only a little conflict, you will kill me!"

"My father just passed away, and you were the one who was so angry. Don't blame me for being cruel, go to hell!" Di Lang roared, took a step forward, clenched the three-edged thorn with both hands, and stabbed straight at Li Hao's heart.

"Trough!" Li Hao's head was full of black lines, he was so aggrieved that he was about to vomit blood, he provoked someone, Di Yan fainted in excitement playing mahjong, he didn't wake up, it had nothing to do with him, this was a sudden disaster, not in vain Injustice!

"You're so mentally ill, it's none of my business whether Di Yan dies or not?" Li Hao lifted the aluminum alloy trash can next to him and stood in front of him.

"Pfft!" The three-edged thorn was extremely sharp, and instantly pierced through the aluminum alloy trash can. Li Hao pressed forward on the trash can, trying to grab the most threatening three-edged thorn.

Di Lang was born as a mercenary king. He has rich combat experience and is proficient in sharp fighting techniques. How can a weapon be taken away? He quickly drew back the three-edged thorn, without giving Li Hao any chance, and fiercely aimed at the vital points of Li Hao's body, launching a fierce attack Assassinate.

Li Hao waved the trash can to block the sharp military thorns. The trash can was already riddled with dozens of transparent holes.

Suddenly, Di Lang kicked the trash can flying with a stabbing kick. The trash can knocked against the lighting on the ceiling. The lights flickered non-stop, the bathroom was bright and dark, and garbage was flying all over the sky.

"Go to hell!" Di Lang roared, and the three-edged thorn stabbed forward. His face was ferocious, and the scene of Li Hao rushing to the street flashed in his eyes.

"Showing treasure!" Li Hao was furious, dodging the triangular thorn, grabbed the soap box and threw it at Di Lang's face.

"Boom!" The soap box shattered into eight petals. Di Lang covered his face with his hands, stepped back three steps, and a piece of soap fell to the ground.

"Li Hao, you must die!" Di Lang's forehead was broken, and blood slowly flowed down his cheek. He ignored it, his blood red eyes stared at Li Hao viciously, and rushed forward howling, the tip of the knife pierced Li Hao's head. neck.

The lights alternated between light and dark, and the ground was littered with rubbish. Di Lang accidentally stepped on the soap, lost his balance, and fell forward fiercely.

"Ah!" Di Lang yelled strangely, fell a standard dog gnawing mud, and hadn't waited to get up.

Li Hao rushed over and stepped on Di Lang's claw holding the army thorn. Di Lang gritted his teeth in pain, but he didn't let go, and wanted to get up and fight back.

"Give it to me!" Li Hao yelled, crushing the cigar directly on the back of Di Lang's claws.

"Trough!" Di Lang bared his teeth in pain, let go of the triangular thorn, before he could resist.

Li Hao snatched the triangular thorn and put it in his waist, raised his fist the size of a casserole, aimed at Di Lang's big face, and hit Di Lang violently.

Five minutes later, Li Hao clapped his hands, turned his head to look at Di Lang who had become a pig's head, and said coldly: "Bastard, you are sober, Di Yan's death has nothing to do with me, you crazy!"

"Nimma!" Di Lang was overwhelmed with grief and indignation, trembling with anger, his vision blurred, but he couldn't stand up.

"Boom!" Fen Leopard kicked open the bathroom door, rushed in with a team of guards, looked at Li Hao who was in a panic, and Di Lang who fell to the street, and said in surprise: "It's good that you are fine, what happened?"

"Di Yan died!" Li Hao's face was full of bitterness. This kind of thing was too unexpected, and he couldn't explain it clearly. Di Yan fainted after losing mahjong, and he happened to win mahjong, so he died of anger.

"You're mad at my father, this matter is not over, if you have the guts, I'll die!" Di Lang was confident and confident, revealing endless sadness.

"Boss Di's matter has nothing to do with Li Hao. The doctor diagnosed it as a heart attack!" Fen Leopard said.

"Stop talking nonsense, my father doesn't have a heart attack, what a relapse!" Di Lang was furious.

"When you return to Nandu tomorrow, you will do the autopsy yourself. If you are really mad, you can go and sue me, and everything will be done according to the law!" Li Hao hesitated to speak, and said coldly: "If you come to kill me again, I won't promise This time, I can still let you go!"

Di Lang snorted coldly, and threatened: "An autopsy will be an autopsy. You'd better be careful and wait for the summons."

"This is the Golden Princess, you'd better stop making trouble, otherwise...you can chat with the shark!" Fen Leopard's voice was cold, and Di Lang, who swept across the ground, pulled Li Hao out of the bathroom, and the guard also retreated.

In the bathroom, the lights flickered dimly and there was deathly silence.

Distraught and indignant, Di Lang struggled to get up from the ground, picked up the naughty piece of soap, there was a black line on his forehead, tens of thousands of beasts roared past his head, he was so angry that his seven orifices smoked, and his nose was crooked.

"If he didn't step on the soap, Li Hao would be finished, what a fool!" Di Lang roared, swung his arm three times, stood in front of the window, and threw out the mischievous soap with all his might. He walked out of the bathroom angrily.

"Whoosh!" The soap flew out of the window, flew over the Golden Princess, slid across the beautiful night sky, and fell into the surging sea, sinking quickly without stirring up a single wave.

(End of this chapter)