Super Crazy Son-in-Law

In the past few decades, black and white saints have been hiding in the dark underground to avoid the pursuit of their enemies. In particular, they should always guard against Lin Yuanyang's pursuit. Living people are not as good as dogs.

Now that we have greatly improved our strength and found a tough organization, we can say that we are proud and don't have to endure arrogance anymore.

"Hum! When Lin Yuanyang lies down in front of me like a dog, I will humiliate him and make him regret!" Thinking of the total humiliation in the past, Bai Sheng cried gnashing his teeth.

"I have contacted Cui Jian. He can completely control the situation. I believe Lin Yuanyang will be arrested soon. Mr. Bai will torture as he wants."

"Hum! Call quickly. I can't wait!" Bai Sheng scolded angrily.

"Yes!" Nangong zongxue hurriedly dialed Cui Jian.

Cui Jian doesn't answer the phone.

There were three calls in a row and no one answered.

Nangong zongxue and Cui Jian are old friends. They usually have a good relationship. They shouldn't deliberately refuse to answer. It must be because of an accident.

"At this time, Cui Jian should be resting. He won't not answer my phone." Nangong zongxue looked surprised.

Cui Jian is now being carried by Lin Xiao like a chicken and is driving frantically towards Nangong other courtyard.

Lin Xiao made several calls to Nangong Fuhu, but no one answered.

Nangong Fuhu finally made a phone call secretly. When people found out, they were beaten up and lying in a small courtyard.

"Old thing!" Nangong Jian took a whip in his hand and stepped on Nangong Fuhu fiercely, "don't you want to be shameless? Dare you secretly report? Believe it or not, I'll kill you?"

Sitting next to Nangong Jing and several younger generation of Nangong family, they giggled without any respect and awe, let alone any psychological pressure, as if they abused only an old dog.

Nangong Fuhu vomited dirty blood, "you little bastards! Don't you know how to respect the old and love the young?"

"I bah!" Nangong Jian said with a grim smile, "I've seen that your family is unhappy. It's in my hands today. I'll teach you how to be a man! Don't die old!"

"Brother Jian! Give me the whip. I want to see how long this old thing can last!"

Nangong Jing took the whip, walked around Nangong Fuhu for several times, patted it in the palm, then stood back, raised the whip high, and said with a vicious smile, "I think you can support several whip!"

Nangong Fuhu was very angry, "you little girl, you have no respect!"

Pop!

Nangong Jing stared and whipped Nangong Fuhu's bare back. A big red mark arched up at that time.

"Ah!!!" Nangong Fuhu screamed in pain.

"No respect? I tell you clearly! Nangong family has never recognized your status with Nangong brocade! If it's not for Lin Xiao's sake, do you think Nangong brocade can easily enter the thirteen member Parliament?"

"Now with the support of black and white saints, Nangong family is not afraid of Lin Xiao at all. If you want to stay well at Nangong family, you should know current affairs and don't be too stubborn, okay?" Nangong Jian sneered, "let you persuade Nangong Jin and talk to me. Who won't you beat?"

Pop!

Nangong Jing continued to wave her whip and spared no effort to beat Nangong Fuhu.

Nangong Jian said sarcastic words on one side.

Several other young people of Nangong family talked and laughed, and didn't take the scene seriously at all.

Bang!

Nangong sword kicked Nangong Fuhu over with one foot and said in a cold voice, "how's it? Now you're comfortable? Can you talk to Nangong Jin?"

"Bah!" Nangong Fuhu spit out the blood stain in his mouth and said angrily, "you little bastards! Kill me if you have seed!"

"Don't cry without seeing the coffin!" Nangong Jian smiled angrily, "give you a face, right? Even if I kill you now, no one will care. Think it out for yourself!"

Nangong Jing whipped a few more whips. She was probably tired. She threw the whip to Nangong Jian and said in a charming voice, "brother Jian! This old man's mouth is too hard and not fun. Why don't we go directly to Nangong Jin? She's locked up in the dungeon now and must have regretted it. I don't believe her mouth is harder than this old man!"

"Hum!" Nangong sword looked strange and deliberately shouted to Nangong Fuhu, "just now the second uncle has taken Mr. Bai to the dungeon. Maybe the overlord has bent hard and cooked the raw rice!"

"Really? Didn't you wait until after the wedding? Mr. Bai is too anxious, giggling..." Nangong Jing laughed.

Hearing this, Nangong Fuhu was shocked. Regardless of the blood on his face, he roared, "what are you talking about? Nangong zongxue, how dare you do this?"

"Old man! It's her blessing that Mr. Bai can see Nangong brocade. You're still chattering here. I don't know what it means!" Nangong Jian said with a contemptuous smile, "you're soft now. When the wedding is over, you'll continue to be your grandfather. Maybe Mr. Bai can respect you a little. Otherwise, there's no good end waiting for you!"

"Asshole!"

Nangong Fuhu struggled to run. He was dragged back by Nangong sword and pressed his head against the wall. "Still want to run? Want to die?"

Bang bang!

Nangong Fuhu was knocked against the wall again. His head was broken and bleeding, his head was dizzy, his eyes were black, and he fainted at that time.

"I can't help beating!" Nangong sword scolded, threw Nangong Fuhu aside and said angrily, "I still want to torture for a while!"

Nangong zongxue hated Nangong Fuhu for a long time. Just now, he indicated that Nangong sword must torture well if he had a chance. If he caught the opportunity today, he would not keep his hand.

"Won't you die?" Nangong Jing walked over carefully, "what if it's hard to explain if she dies?"

"Hum! If you die, you'll die! Tell the old man that he wants to betray the family and be killed. Who can say anything?" Nangong sword winked at the other two men and women.

The two people who didn't start looked at each other, hurried over, picked up the unconscious Nangong Fuhu, walked out, came to the door and threw it out without saying a word.

Nangong Fuhu rolled several times in the yard and fell motionless on the ground.

"Keep him awake outside!" Nangong Jian stood in front of the door, looked piteously at Nangong Fuhu and sneered, "see if he will be so stubborn when he wakes up!"

In the cold Eastern twelfth lunar month, the weather was very cold. Nangong Fuhu was beaten. He didn't even wear a thick dress. He was awakened by the cold in a short time.

Secretly glanced at Nangong Jian, who was laughing and laughing in the room. Nangong Fuhu was angry but helpless. He forced himself to get up and move slowly towards the courtyard door.

The mobile phone was robbed. If you want to inform Lin Xiao, you can only find a way to escape.

Nangong brocade is still in danger. Nangong Fuhu can't care about his own safety and wants to climb out of the yard anyway.

The body dragged a bloodstain in the yard, but Nangong Fuhu still insisted. He was about to approach the gate. At this time, the gate was suddenly knocked open.