what to do? The school belle is chasing after me.

Hu family villa.

At this time, Hu Yiling was lying on the bed, tossing and turning with her mobile phone.

It's been almost an hour since I've been back, and my husband should be home too, right? Why hasn't there been any news yet...... Hu Yiling was very puzzled, and finally couldn't help but send a message over.

But after waiting for a few minutes, there was still no reply.

"Oh, what is my husband doing......" Hu Yiling rolled around on the bed again, depressed. Could it be that my husband went to take a shower and didn't look at his phone......? There is also this possibility.

When Hu Yiling was thinking wildly, Hu Tianhao at the door didn't know how long he had been standing.

Looking at his elder sister's initial love, Hu Tianhao couldn't help but complain, "That one is called Zhang Fan, do you like it like that, sister? However, what are you going to do about the Qin family?"

Hearing Hu Tianhao's voice, Hu Yiling was startled.

"You won't knock when you come in!"

"Your door is not closed."

"......

" "It's really!" Hu Yiling snorted coldly and sat cross-legged on the bed, "Also, I won't be with someone like Qin Lie, do you want your sister and me to marry him?"

"In this life, I only want Zhang Fan, and he won't marry."

When Hu Tianhao heard this, he hugged his chest and said coldly: "Sister, Qin Lie's son-in-law won't let him go, isn't it tantamount to harming him like this?" I'm afraid he doesn't know about this yet, right......

" "Then don't worry, Zhang Fan already knows." Hu Yiling said disapprerovingly, "Besides, if he dares to do anything to Zhang Fan, then he will wait for me to see, and I won't let him go!"

What Qin Lie can do, she Hu Yiling can also do.

Although it can be guessed that this eldest young master will definitely not give up, nothing else has happened in the past two days, and I don't know if Qin Lie really retreated in the face of difficulties, if so, it is naturally the best.

"Hey, in the end, that guy is useless at all, not to mention the problems of the Qin family, I'm afraid he won't be able to help you solve it when you encounter danger, right?" Hu Tianhao said with great disdain, "That guy looks like a weak chicken." "

I don't have any money, and I can't fight.

What's the use of following such a man?

Hu Yiling didn't smile at this time, and clenched his fists.

"Just because your brother-in-law can't fight doesn't mean your dear sister can't fight......

" "Don't you forget that you also have a sister with a black belt in taekwondo

?" "Or, let me let you reminisce?"

"Little, rabbit, cub, son!"

Soon, Hu Tianhao's screams came from the Hu family's villa.

"Ahh

Drops of blood fell from the half-broken long stick, Zhang Fan's blood-stained hands were trembling slightly, his chest was rising and falling, and the sound of rough panting continued to come out of his mouth, mixed with wailing sounds beside him.

Zhang Fan was still standing.

The four ruffians fell to the ground, all of them bleeding from their heads.

The head of the plane was lying at Zhang Fan's feet, grabbing the broken leg, and it hurt so much that he died, he never thought that this kid would be so ruthless, and he would not lose the wind when he beat the four of them alone.

Not only did he beat them half to death, but he didn't have anything to do with himself.

Even Zhang Fan himself didn't expect it.

It turned out that he could do it to this extent......

I never thought I'd do such a thing one day.

Four ruffians, three unconscious, and the ground was covered with broken beer bottles. The only remaining plane had a headache and was extremely conscious, and now he just wanted to escape from Zhang Fan's "claws" so that he could save a dog's life.

Otherwise...... Otherwise, if he continues to fight, he will have to die here!

At this time, Zhang Fan walked towards the head of the plane.

"Big ...... Big brother, what do you want to do!?Don't kill me!I know it's wrong...... I really know it's wrong, please......" The head of the plane stared at the frightened eyes and kicked out with one leg, trying to get away from Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan didn't speak, and stepped on the calf of the plane's cracked skull.

"Ahh

The head of the plane tugged at his throat in despair, and it hurt so much.

"Don't shout, no one will come to this place you picked. Zhang Fan lowered his head, unable to see his expression clearly, but his tone was surprisingly cold, "Isn't this exactly what you want?"

The head of the plane gritted his teeth and said with tears in the corners of his eyes: "I don't want to! I was wrong! I ...... I shouldn't have offended you, please ...... again Give me one more chance! Just one more time!"

"I promise! I promise to ...... I won't appear in front of you in the future!" Zhang

Fan heard this, raised the half-long stick with blood, and picked up the chin of the head of the plane.

The next moment, he spat out the words coldly.

"I have no reason to be merciful to you.

"Moreover, I can't tolerate you insulting her. With

that, Zhang Fan held the stick in his hand hard and swung it hard at the head of the plane.

Before the head of the plane could shout, the next moment he was knocked unconscious on the ground by a stick, blood slowly flowed from his forehead, and half of the long stick was broken again, leaving only the small one in his hand.

Zhang Fan threw away the stick and sat on the ground with a bang.

"Whew...... Huh...... "

Looking at the mess in front of him, it seems that he has vented all the anger in his life. Zhang Fan gasped and wiped the blood from his hands with the hem of his trousers, but his hand still couldn't stop shaking.

Incredible......

I actually knocked down four of them by myself.

Zhang Fan hasn't been able to recover from it yet.

What happened just now was so unrealistic, it was as if I had changed as a different person.

All he knew was that he had defeated them by relying on the points recorded in the street fighting technique.

Huang Mao didn't lie to him, this street fighting technique is really useful......

After slowing down for a few minutes, Zhang Fan stood up and continued to walk in the direction of the subway entrance.

Back home.

Zhang Fan was about to wash away his tiredness, but his mobile phone suddenly rang.

When I picked it up, it was Hu Yiling calling.

After hesitating, Zhang Fan finally connected the phone.

"Hey......

" "Zhang Fan, why do you pay attention to me!" On

the other end of the phone, Hu Yiling's tone was slightly resentful.