Urban Iron-Blooded Soldier King

The next morning, a man appeared in the hospital with flowers in his hands.

The man was 1.8 meters tall, very handsome, well-dressed and looked young and promising, which immediately attracted a large number of women's attention.

"Hum, a group of rouge powder." The man was very disdainful and walked to the door of the intensive care unit.

He groomed, knocked on the door twice, heard the answer and went in.

"Who are you looking for?" Dong Wenfeng asked suspiciously.

The man didn't answer. He looked at Dong Wenfeng for a moment.

A rustic, yes, it should be the boy!

"Are you dong Wenfeng?" The man said arrogantly.

"Yes, I don't know who you are?" Dong Wenfeng said faintly.

"Introduce yourself, my Fang bixuan. I think you've heard my name." Fang bixuan spoke proudly.

It doesn't look good. Dong Wenfeng naturally knows that the other party must come for Ren Keer.

Those who don't come are guests. The other party is holding flowers. It's in the name of visiting Grandpa. Dong Wenfeng can't say anything. Welcome the other party in first.

"Young master Fang, isn't it? Nice to meet you. Let's talk first." Dong Wenfeng said politely.

Looking at his name, Dong Wenfeng still looked like a light cloud and light wind. Fang bixuan was a little unhappy. In his opinion, Dong Wenfeng should be terrified.

You know, in Luochuan City, the Fang family is bigger than the Dong family. Even if Dong must exist here, he should talk to himself with a smiling face. He is a local steamed stuffed bun who has lost power in the Dong family. Why!

He repressed his anger and said coldly, "you don't have to go in. I came to bring you a word. Ren Ke'er is not something you can touch! Stay away from her! "

Dong Wenfeng's eyes narrowed, and the corners of his mouth floated a trace of radian. He couldn't see any expression on his face: "I don't bother with Childe Fang about me and Ke'er."

Fang bixuan smelled the speech, and his face became gloomy for a moment. He said darkly, "Ke'er is what you can call?! I'm not warning you, I'm ordering you to go to Ren's house and withdraw your marriage within three days! "

"Hehe, childe Fang, I've always followed a principle. My parents have orders and don't dare not. This marriage was decided by my grandfather. I don't dare to object. It's better to go to Ren's owner and ask them to withdraw their marriage. It's better for Ke'er's reputation." Dong Wenfeng said faintly.

"You...!" Fang bixuan was furious. He didn't go to the Ren family to discuss it, but the director of the Ren family, Jiuhua, was a person who recognized the death reason and didn't give himself a chance to speak. Otherwise, he wouldn't talk nonsense with this local steamed stuffed bun!

"I won't argue with you. After three days, if I don't hear the news of your withdrawal, don't blame me for being rude!"

Old man Wang was also in the ICU. When he heard Fang bixuan's arrogant words, he couldn't help shaking his head and mourning for him in his heart.

This fool, he dares to talk to Dong boy like this. Isn't this trying to die?! If you were him, you would definitely run as far as you can now.

Dong boy is not a good stubble. When he was in Kyoto, he stepped on many rich and powerful families. He was just a Fang family. Compared with them, he was really nothing.

"Oh, I'd like to know, how are you going to be rude?" Dong Wenfeng's eyes narrowed into a slit, obviously angry to the extreme.

"Then I'll let you die to understand!" Fang bixuan smiled darkly, and a trace of cold seeped out of his face, "if you dare not quit your marriage, I'll throw you into the sea to feed the fish! You are a lost Dong's son. No one will stand up for you! "

Fang bixuan paused and poked Dong Wenfeng's chest with his hand: "boy, take care of yourself!"

With that, Fang bixuan stuffed the flowers into Dong Wenfeng's arms and turned around and left.

However, as soon as he went out two steps away, Dong Wenfeng pressed his shoulder and fixed his body in place.

Fang bixuan leaned aside, broke away from Dong Wenfeng's hand, patted his shoulder, said with a grim smile, "why, do you want to do it!"

He stretched out his palm, patted Dong Wenfeng's face, and said, "you don't take a pee, what's your virtue..."

"Ah...!"

Fang bixuan's words suddenly stopped, and a scream came out of his mouth.

Dong Wenfeng grabbed Fang bixuan's wrist, and his hand was gradually exerting force.

The severe pain came from his wrist, which made Fang bixuan almost faint without pain. Bean sweat filled his forehead in an instant. He didn't expect that Dong Wenfeng dared to do it to him!

"Buns! If you don't want to die, hurry... Let me go! " Fang bixuan endured the pain and roared in a low voice, with a sinister light shining in his eyes.

"It seems that the lesson for you is not enough!" Dong Wenfeng sneered, twisted his wrist, and heard a crisp click. Fang bixuan's forearm was broken.

"Ah...!"

Fang bixuan sent out a heartrending wail, which made people can't bear to listen. His legs softened and he fell to his knees.

"Don't be too arrogant, or you will suffer. Are you right, Fang Dashao?"

Dong Wenfeng squatted beside Fang bixuan and patted his face.

Fang bixuan raised his head and looked at Dong Wenfeng with bitter eyes. He roared like a Madman: "you... Are dead! You're dead! I want you to regret being born... "

"Pa!"

The sound of slapping sounded, and a palm print was clearly printed on Fang bixuan's face. The corners of his mouth cracked and his front teeth disappeared. It can be seen that Dong Wenfeng's strength is great.

Fang bixuan only felt the "buzzing" sound in his ears and the golden light in his eyes.

As the young master of the Fang family, where did he suffer such humiliation? His blood suddenly surged up and scolded with a leaky mouth: "you fucking...!"

"Pa!"

There was another slap in the face, and Fang bixuan's other cheek was red and swollen.

Fang bixuan is going crazy. The young master of the Fang family was bullied by a local steamed stuffed bun!

"You...!"

"Pa!"

......

Every time Fang bixuan said a word, Dong Wenfeng slapped him up. So repeatedly, he slapped him down. Fang bixuan obediently closed his mouth and dared not speak again.

His appearance was very miserable. His whole head was swollen into a pig's head. I'm afraid his mother couldn't recognize his son when she came here.

"Now you know how to learn." Dong Wenfeng sneered at the corners of his mouth and walked towards the corridor with Fang bixuan's collar.

"You... What do you want? Hurry... Put me down! " A trace of panic flashed in Fang bixuan's eyes.

"What else can I do? Garbage won't go into the garbage dump by myself. I can only do it for you."

Dong Wenfeng went to the trash can downstairs and directly threw Fang bixuan in.

Poor young master Fang, I had a close contact with the trash can!