Courtyard: when the Group Did Not Marry, Now Regret

Jiang Ming held his cigarette butt, "Are you Song Yuhang's father?"

When Song Zhifeng heard this, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

He regretted his impulsiveness just now, and didn't want to show his timidity, so he simply asked, "Does it have anything to do with your mother?"

Jiang Ming sneered, "That seems right, if it wasn't for your support, Song Yuhang wouldn't dare to be so arrogant!"

Song Zhifeng frowned, "Who the hell are you? Let me tell you, don't do this with me!"

Jiang Ming said calmly, "々Let me introduce, I am Jiang Xiaoman's uncle!"

Song Zhifeng frowned, "Jiang Xiaoman, who the hell is that? I don't know him!"

Jiang Ming continued, "Your son is an alumni of Yucai Middle School, a third-year junior high school student!"

Song Zhifeng also laughed, "You don't fucking talk nonsense, what does this have to do with me?"

Jiang Ming reminded, "Two hours ago, your son led a group of people to beat my Xiaoman. As Song Yuhang's father, do you think this has anything to do with you?"

Song Zhifeng curled his lips, "It's also a matter between two children. The school will handle it, and the police will handle it. It has nothing to do with me!"

Jiang Ming nodded, "It makes sense!"

As he said that, he threw the brick in his hand straight out.

Before Song Zhifeng could react, he felt the bricks whistling past his ears.

Clang!

The Land Rover's door was smashed out of the hole.

Jiang Ming grinned, "Now, it should have something to do with you, right?"

Song Zhifeng couldn't control it anymore, he cursed and swung the guy in his hand out!

Jiang Ming threw away the cigarette butt and strode up!

After half a minute!

Song Zhifeng's expression was extremely frightened, and the guy in (De Nuo's) hand was removed with a few simple strokes.

The lower abdomen was punched three times in succession, each punch was more fierce than the last!

In severe pain, he pleaded, "Brother, don't hit, don't hit!"

Jiang Ming stepped on the man on the ground and asked condescendingly, "Want to talk?"

Song Zhifeng was about to agree, when he suddenly heard the siren sound from outside.

As if he had found support, he said with a ferocious face, "Talk? I'm talking about your mother, and I'm not afraid to tell you that my son beat that little brat in your family!"

"Unconvinced? I have money, so it's fair!"

"And, let me tell you, now that I've changed my mind, I won't take any compensation!"

"Dare to smash Lao Tzu's car? Poor, just wait for your mother to go bankrupt!"

After finishing speaking, before he could wait for his complacency, his expression suddenly changed.

Strange pressure is approaching!

With an indescribable look in his eyes, under the panic, he subconsciously said, "You...what do you want? Let me tell you...the police are here!"

Immediately afterwards, accompanied by a crisp sound, screams resounded throughout the community! .

Chapter 473

Song Zhifeng sat on the ground, staring at Jiang Ming with a dark expression.

The leg bone was broken on the spot, the pain was self-evident, and the cold sweat almost wet his entire back!

Jiang Ming stared at him and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Song Zhifeng endured the pain, took a deep breath and sneered, "Grandson, don't be crazy, the police will be here soon, if you have the ability, don't fucking run away!"

Jiang Ming squatted on the ground, lit a cigarette again, and said with a relaxed expression, "Don't look at me like that, and don't provoke me with words. I, Jiang Ming, do things and do things alone, and I won't leave."

"You know why I came to you today."

"I'm not obliged to educate your son for you, but you are his father, and I feel that it's only right and proper for you to pay your father's debt!"

As we spoke, the police arrived soon.

Jiang Ming didn't resist at all, and was taken into the police car obediently.

The process was a bit weird, there were no handcuffs and no custody, so it went smoothly beyond imagination.

Song Zhifeng also saw a clue, and made several phone calls on the way to the hospital.

……

The next day.

It was already the next day when Song Zhifeng woke up.

With a plaster cast on his leg, he was fixed on the hospital bed like a mummy.

He was in a bad mood, and even the nurse who was carrying the infusion was scolded by him.

I made several phone calls overnight, and the 190 made only one request, to punish the murderer and not accept mediation!

But the whole night passed, and the few phone calls yesterday seemed to have disappeared.

He has been awake for two hours, not to mention that no one came to assess the injury, let alone ask what happened yesterday.

If it weren't for the dull pain in the broken bone in his leg, he almost doubted whether he was dreaming.

Not reconciled, a few more phone calls were made.

Most of the calls were unanswered, and even if a few were connected, they quickly found various reasons to hang up!

A strange situation that has never been encountered before!

He has built several restaurants in Jiangbei District, and his business is not small. The three religions and nine streams in Jiangbei District, as long as they say hello, they will give him some face.

As a result, this time, he was rarely flustered, and even faintly had a bad premonition!

Just as he was thinking, an unfamiliar number called.

Song Zhifeng heard the voice and hurriedly asked, "Lao Jiang, what's going on?"

Lao Jiang lowered his voice and said, "Old Song, don't talk, just listen to me."

"The person who hit you is not young, you can't afford it!"

Song Zhifeng's face was ugly, "Can't afford it? What the hell can't be provoked? Isn't there still no king's law?"

Lao Jiang asked back, "Old Song, don't choke me with your words. What's going on, why they came to your door, why they broke your legs, you should know better than me!"

"Yes, Xiaohang is not old enough. There is nothing they can do about him, but you, Song Zhifeng, can't escape, right? You still have to do business in our Jiangbei land in the future, right?"

"If you want me to say, if you give a tie, everyone will treat it as a tie, and just keep your heads down."

"Don't feel wronged, the child was sent to the hospital by Xiaohang with more than a dozen bastards. Not only was his leg broken, it is said that even his eyes were injured."

"After a while, it will be the high school entrance examination, and the child is still a sports student. Isn't this ruining the future of other children's children?"

"I don't blame them for their desperate efforts. They would rather get into the water and give you a hand!"

"If you want me to say, you have spoiled Xiaohang too much these past few years, so let him learn a lesson!"

Song Zhifeng took a deep breath, although he had a premonition that he was confirmed, but he was still not happy.

The car was smashed, the leg was broken, and he never ate

This kind of loss!

Holding back his breath, he continued to ask, "Old Jiang, we are all brothers. If you have something to say, tell me clearly, what is that person doing?"

Old Jiang smiled wryly, "I can't say it clearly, and I can't figure out the depth of others. This morning, I just mentioned half a sentence in front of the director, and I was scolded back!"

"Anyway, don't get entangled in this matter!"

Song Zhifeng blushed, "Let's forget it? No way! My grandson broke my legs. I don't need compensation, but he must apologize to me in person!"

"Otherwise, wouldn't my mother be a laughing stock?"

Old Jiang saw that Song Zhifeng didn't give face, and his voice was a little unhappy, "Okay, then you can figure it out, anyway, I can't do anything!"

With that said, the phone hung up.

Song Zhifeng cursed and thumped the bed hard, "Damn it, when I take advantage of me, I reach out longer than anyone else, and when I encounter trouble, I run faster than anyone else!"

He didn't believe in evil, so he called several more times, without exception, the same result!

The strange situation continued until the afternoon.

The two walked into the ward. In front of them was a woman with a beautiful appearance and a slim figure.

Followed by Song Yuhang, he lowered his head and dared not speak.

The woman looked a little anxious, "Old Song, it's not good!"

Song Zhifeng reprimanded, "What are you yelling, what are you yelling, the sky is falling?"

The woman cried, "Our several branches in Jiangbei District have all been sealed up!"

When Song Zhifeng heard this, he sat up from the ward in shock.

He asked in disbelief, "What did you say? All the stores have been sealed off?"

The woman didn't dare to hide anything, and told what happened.

After Song Zhifeng heard it, his face that was still insolent was as pale as paper in an instant!

The three branches were taken care of several times in just one morning.

Several departments joined forces, even if he wanted to find someone to intercede, he didn't know where to start!

Not only was the business suspended for rectification, but several fines with a face value of over [-] yuan were received!

Although he knew that the other party had a lot of background, he never expected that it would be the pressure of the coming rain!

Song Zhifeng felt apprehensive for the first time, staring at Song Yuhang and yelling, "Little bastard, come here."