Invincible killer and his tycoon wife

Lu Xiaoxiao said with a smile: "you come forward that scene, now I still remember it."

"So it is."

Listen to this, Zhang Fan showed a sudden expression, he said: "no wonder in the KTV, you see me, will show a strange."

"I was really surprised to see you, by the way..."

Suddenly thought of something, Lu Xiaohan asked: "that time in KTV, you everywhere against me, but also forcibly took my first W, can you tell me why?"

"I thought you were sent by my enemies abroad."

Naturally, Zhang Fan would not say this. For this question, he did not answer directly. He said with a smile: "Xiaohan, it's very late. I really want to go back. If I don't go back, I will kneel on the washboard.

Well, you have a good rest. I'll go first. If you have anything, you can call me. "

"Well, good."

Until Zhang Fan walked out of the room and closed the door, Lu Xiaohan took back his eyes and muttered, "it seems that I can't live without this man in my whole life."

Wenhai city.

The first people's hospital.

Outside the operating room, there were more than a dozen people standing.

Their faces were very ugly, and their eyes flashed with anger.

In particular, there is a middle-aged man of about 50 years old. His face is even more gloomy. All of them are dripping out of the water. His eyes are shining with violent light, which is extremely dangerous.

He is no other than Hu Kun's father, Hu San.

Originally, he was in bed, rolling sheets with a female college student. After learning about his son, he had no idea at all. He put on his clothes and rushed to the hospital.

"Who can tell me what's going on? Who hurt kun'er?"

After walking back and forth for several times, Hu Sany looked angrily at his more than ten subordinates. He roared, his eyes widened and his face twisted, which was very frightening.

In the face of such a look of tiger three, more than a dozen people have lowered their heads, dare not look at it.

"Waste, all waste."

Seeing his more than ten subordinates like this, tiger three is more furious, blue veins exposed, a pair of violent homicide appearance.

Half an hour later.

The door to the operating room. It's open.

The first one who came out was a middle-aged doctor in white coat. Then, several nurses came out with a hospital bed.

The person lying on the bed is not Hu Kun, who will be there.

At the moment, Hu Kun's eyes are closed. It seems that he is asleep, but he is not. In fact, the effect of the anesthetic has not passed.

"Who are the family members of the patient?"

The middle-aged doctor raised his hand and took off his mask, revealing a Chinese character face. He cried out.

"I am..."

Hu San took back his eyes and looked at the middle-aged doctor. At the moment, his face was no longer gloomy and violent. Instead, he was full of urgency and asked, "doctor, what's the matter with my son? Is there any danger to his life?"

"Although the patient didn't send it very timely, it was not too late, but there was a lot of blood flow."

The middle-aged doctor replied seriously: "after three hours of operation, I have lost three bags of blood. My life has been saved. There will be no more danger. It's just..."

"It's just something."

When he heard the middle-aged doctor say that Hu Kun's life is no longer in danger, Hu Kun's mention of the roaring heart can be regarded as putting it down. When he hears that, the heart just put down will be mentioned again.

The middle-aged doctor thought about it for a moment, and then he said, "the patient's genitalia was attacked by a sharp blade, which became several paragraphs, and then it was connected. But it was impossible to pass on the offspring Ah

Speaking of the back, the middle-aged doctor sighed and shook his head and said, "the man who started the attack is really cruel."

"No Can't pass on To pass on the future generations... "

The words of the middle-aged doctor, to be exact, are the seven words of "inheriting the offspring" and "impossible". They explode in Hu San's head with a thunderbolt, which makes him dizzy and dazzled.

Hu Kun, that's his only son.

Now, it's infertile.

This

This is to let him die.

"Ah, ah..."

This news, to tiger three blow is really too big, directly shout up.

Sound like thunder, exploding in the sky.

Go straight to the sky and stir up the storm.

Out of the country, the stars tremble.

Some stars with smaller mass, in this sound, are even more exploded into pieces of dust.

This kind of scene, while shaking the past and shining the present, also reflects the tiger three can not accept the news of the inner feelings.

Although the hospital has the rule of no noise, but at the moment, no one has made a voice to stop Hu San and let him shout.

Who makes everyone understand.

As a parent, knowing that his son will not be able to bear children, who can feel better, who can feel better.The shouting continued for a while, and finally calmed down. A cold voice came from the mouth of tiger three.

"No matter who you are, if you dare to make my son infertile, I will make you worse than death."

……

The next day, in the afternoon.

Underground parking lot.

A young man in blue casual wear, his back on the body of BMW 740, chewing gum leisurely, that ancient sculpture like face, hanging a faint smile.

Very handsome.

It's really cool.

Don't be too powerful to kill girls.

This person is not Zhang Fan. Who else will there be.

"Xiao Lei's wife, she's out at last."

Zhang Fan, who had been waiting here for half an hour, saw the woman coming out of the special elevator for the president. He immediately stood up straight, and when the woman approached, he said with a smile, "Xiaolei wife, how can you be so beautiful? Every time I see you, my careful liver will jump all over the place."

"En"

Zhang Fan's flattery made the woman show her eyebrows and wrinkled slightly, then she opened her lips and spit out a word coldly. Then she came to the other side of the car, opened the door and sat in the co driver's seat.

"I'm busy tonight, so I don't want to go home for dinner, so I'll find a restaurant outside."

Asshole, Miss Ben is not one of those 17-8-year-old girls. If you want to attack me with sugar coated bullets, you are dreaming.

This is, at the moment, the idea of President Zhou University.

"Ah, don't go home to eat."

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