The stay-at-home soldier king Dady and Pretty Mom

I beat people when I'm happy. When I'm finished, I clap my hands and go home.

The head of the security guard lay on the ground and yelled. He thought Lin Kun would be nervous after moving out of their boss. As a result, Lin Kun just killed him. The head of the security guard said hoarsely: "you are in bad luck. You hit our boss's son. He He won't let you go! "

Lin Kun suddenly stopped, turned around, went to the head of the security guard, squatted down with a cold smile and said, "ha ha, are you scaring me?" He grabbed the collar of the security guard and said scornfully, "you tell the boss that his son almost hit my son when he was driving. I deserve to beat his son. If he is not convinced, he will come to me immediately, and I will beat him together!"

The head of the security guard looked at Lin Kun in disbelief. Lin Kun's eyebrows suddenly wrinkled and shook his head: "I'm really sorry for your forced eyes..." The two big mouths snapped out, and the head of the security guard was slapped with gold stars, rolled his eyes and passed out.

The four security guards lying on the ground all took a breath and looked at Lin Kun in horror. Lin Kun Chao spat on the ground and said to the security guards, "I'll tell you later, if my son hurts a bone, I'll break the dog leg of his family!"

The security guards said nothing, their throat involuntarily swallowed saliva, they absolutely believe that the guy in front of them did what he said.

On the balcony of villa No.6, Zhang Xiaoya can't help but send out a flower crazy praise: "my Lin Kunge is so handsome..."

Lu Ting's expression on her face is relatively calm, but her heart is also conquered by Lin Kungang's domineering spirit. Which woman doesn't like such a man who doesn't have the same sense of nature!

Chu Jingyao has already bandaged Chengcheng, but has a slight fall injury. Seeing Lin Kun back, Chengcheng cries out in tears: "Dad..."

"What's the matter, son? Come on, Dad Lin Kun squatted in front of Chengcheng with a smile. He raised Chengcheng's two knees and looked at it. He gently touched the surrounding area with his finger, "does it hurt here?"

"It's just a little bit painful." A clear and aggrieved way.

"It's OK, son. It's just a slight fall. It's OK to keep it for a few days. When dad makes you some bone soup, it's better and faster." Lin Kun pinched his small nose with a smile. "Son, we are a man. We are not allowed to shed tears when I was hurt. My father's leg was pierced by bullets and didn't cry."

"Well!" Cheng Cheng firmly nodded.

"You hit people outside again?" Chu Jingyao asked Lin Kun.

"A few security guards who don't have long eyes, with my nose open and eyes up, don't beat them, they're not comfortable." Lin Kun grinned.

"The man of kaikaihu is Dong Dahai's son?" Asked Chu Jingyao.

"What does Dong Dahai do? Pork seller Lin Kun said with a smile.

"Be serious." Chu Jingyao glanced at Lin Kun and looked at Chengcheng again, meaning not to have a bad impact on the children. Lin Kun pondered that children's ability to imitate is very strong, and they always have no proper shape. It's very likely that all of them have been learned by Cheng Cheng Cheng, and soon they have been restrained.

"Dong Dahai is the owner of the property in Haichen villa area." Chu Jingyao explained.

"Oh..." Lin Kun answered, raised his hand and touched his chin. Seeing his thoughtful expression, Chu Jingyao asked him, "what are you thinking?"

Lin Kun grinned. "I wonder if I should ask him to send me $180000 to buy nutrition for my son."

Chu Jingyao's forehead suddenly black, white Lin Kun one eye, reached out and secretly pinched on his back. Lin Kundun grinned with pain and asked, "Dad, what's the matter with you?"

"It's OK, it's OK. The muscles on dad's face are a little stiff. Let's move..." Lin Kun said with a bitter smile.

"You stay here with Cheng Cheng. I'll go upstairs and make a phone call." Chu Jingyao said to Lin Kun.

"Who to call?" Lin Kun asked with a smile.

"It's up to you." Chu Jingyao stopped talking to Lin Kun. She got up and went upstairs. She closed the door of her bedroom and took out her mobile phone to call Chu Xiangguo.

Chu Xiangguo is lying on his back in the big leather chair in his office, closing his eyes and eyes. He has already left work. The dusk outside the window is gradually darkening. In the whole building of tianchu group, except for some departments working overtime, the rest of the departments have already disappeared. The driver actively calls to ask when Chu Xiangguo will go home. Chu Xiangguo says that he will wait and wait. He really does not want to return In that cold, empty house.

There are relatives living in it called home, but no relatives live in it. It's just a pile of cold reinforced concrete. Chu Xiangguo has a deep understanding of it. At the same time, he also has words of suffering. At the beginning, he had to leave the mother and son of Chu Jingyao. Now his former wife, who had hair, had already passed away. His only daughter and he were like enemies. Fortunately, he had a lively and lovely little grandson, Occasionally can come to amuse him, otherwise he will despair of life, really can not find the fun and motivation to live.

The private phone on the desk rang, and Chu Xiangguo's eyes lit up. Only a few people knew the number. At this time, nine out of ten of them were his lovely little grandson. When he saw that the number displayed on his mobile phone was his daughter's, the expression on Chu Xiangguo's face immediately got excited. He answered the phone and said, "Hello, Jingyao.""Something happened to me. Cheng Cheng was almost hit by a car. Lin Kun got angry and beat the man. He was Dong Dahai's son."

"Is Chengcheng OK?" Chu Xiangguo's tense way.

"It's OK. It's just a slight scratch. It's Dong Dahai's son, who was beaten seriously by Lin Kun."

"Hum, Dong Dahai, that second rate property developer, if he dares to harass you, I will let him lose his fortune!" Chu Xiangguo said fiercely. After saying that, his tone changed to be gentle again, "Jingyao, did you have dinner? There's a new five-star Hunan restaurant in the center of the city. How about your father treating you to dinner? "

"No, we've already eaten it." On the other end of the phone, Chu Jingyao's tone pauses for a moment, "you take good care of yourself."

Dudu Dudu

Listening to the blind voice in the phone, Chu Xiangguo's expression on his face suddenly got excited. His daughter cared about him. Yes, he heard it correctly. Just now his daughter said to him to take good care of himself, two lines of hot tears suddenly came out of his eyes. The old man on the battlefield who had never shed tears on life and death cried happily.

When he received the phone call from his subordinates, Dong Dahai was standing on the body of a thousand yuan golden pheasant. He was over 50 years old this year, and his desire was still vigorous. However, his ability in that respect was much lower than that when he was young. The main reason is that he emptied his body with wine and sex all the year round.

"Who is it?" Dong Dahai reluctantly roared at the phone. His lower body was still there slowly, and the golden pheasant on the bed cooperated with each other and let out a series of exaggerated groans, as if it was done by a donkey.

On the other end of the phone, Dong daheidon howled, "what, Dachen has been called!" His excitement, the strength of his lower body suddenly fierce, directly launched.

The golden pheasant on the bed pretended to have an unfinished appearance, pursed his lips and said, "boss Dong, people want more..."

"I want you to be paralyzed!" Dong Dahai was furious. After standing up, he kicked the golden pheasant severely. Most of his anger was vented on the golden pheasant. The "ah" scream of the golden pheasant was kicked.

"Who beat my son!" Dong Dahai roared angrily: "who beat my son, I want his whole family to die!"

Dong Dahai was so powerful that he jumped down from the bed and was ready to put on his clothes. After listening to his subordinates' account of the situation, his movements on his hands suddenly stopped. His angry face was immediately suppressed. He sat back on the bed again and said in a gloomy tone: "are you sure it's villa No.7?"

"Sure."

"Well, I see." Dong Dahai's momentum suddenly withered and said, "send me the address of Dachen's hospitalization."

Among the residents in the villa area, 70% of Dong Haihai knows the details. Among them, he remembers the most clearly that there are ten buildings and eight buildings. All of them are roles he can't afford. Villa No. 7 is a second-class property developer in Hong Kong and China. How can he compete with the richest man in Hong Kong? As long as he says something from Chu Xiangguo, he will never be able to do so in the future Anson's gone.

Dong Dahai didn't go to the hospital to see his son first. Instead, he asked the driver to drive to Haichen villa. The three members of Lin Kun's family were watching cartoons upstairs. Suddenly, a voice came from outside: "is Miss Chu at home?"

As soon as Lin Kun went to the balcony, he saw an old man in his fifties standing at the gate of the villa. At a glance, Lin Kun saw that Dong Dahai was Dong Chen's father. The two men were almost carved in the same mold.

"The door is not locked. Come in." Lin Kun stood on the balcony and said with a smile. Dong Dahai was followed by a driver. It didn't look like he was coming to avenge his son.

Out of basic politeness, Chu Jingyao came down from the stairs with Chengcheng and Lin Kun, took out four bottles of drinks and put them on the tea table in the living room, and said with a smile to Dong Dahai, "Mr. Dong, how did you come?"

"Come and have a look." Dong Dahai smiles awkwardly, but he roars hysterically: "how did I come? Don't you know why I came here? You just beat my son. You said how I came here

"My family doesn't owe you property fee No, last time I taught property management fees, I paid 20 cents more. " Chu Jingyao a pair of quiet appearance, smile joking way.

Dong Dahai's eyes fell on Lin Kun's body, and immediately there was a gush of anger shot out through his eyes, burning hot in Lin Kun's face. It was this bastard who hit his son. If his eyes could kill people, he would like to kill the bastard immediately!

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