cap. 583

Ye Hao, but also let him come out presumptuously and shout.looking at Ye Hao, who was blocking the road at the moment, Su Shaolin said coldly, "what do you want to do""nothing." Ye Hao smiled brightl...Chapter 583

the gangster who took the lead turned around consciously, and then saw Ye Hao's frosty face.

"I said, who are you" How dare you stop me Do you want to die "

the gangster threatened consciously,

"click"

Ye Hao broke the gangster's arm directly with a casual effort.

then kicked him in the belly and kicked the punk out of the room.

gangsters are constantly struggling on the ground. They can only scream, but they can't get up.

several other gangsters rushed up with angry faces, but they were kicked away by Ye Hao.

when they retreated with a howl, the leading gangster shouted, "good old man, don't you dare shout!" You wait! You're going to die today! "

"Brother long will be here soon! Then you will bury it with your dead son! "

the gangsters left, but Feng Shaobo and his wife closed their eyes and looked desperate.

over the past three years, they have had enough of the hardest suffering in the world.

lives in a place like this and knows what is at the bottom of society.

they are just collecting rags for a living, but Brother long, the head of the village in the city, continues to collect protection fees.

and this so-called Brother long, with dozens of thugs under his hands, dares to do anything.

it is said that he has several lives on his hands, but no one dares to call the police.

the residents of the village in the city should obediently pay him the protection fee.

anyone who doesn't hand in, or pays late, is sure to be beaten up.

but now that someone has beaten Brother long's little brother, it is hard to imagine what will happen later.

at the moment, Feng Shaobo was trembling and subconsciously said, "Thank you for your help, little brother, but this place is not for people like you!" Come on, let's go! Otherwise, you won't be able to leave later! "

obviously, even if he is reduced to this point, Feng Shaobo is still kind-hearted and does not want to implicate others.

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"Uncle and Auntie, it's me! I'm Ye Hao! "

Ye Hao, known as Ye Shizi, is like a king in front of anyone.

but now he can't help being a little timid.

"Ye Hao, is it really you It's so good to see you! "

Feng Shaobo looked up at Ye Hao carefully, and the next moment the couple recognized him, and then they both cried excitedly.

my son is dead!

their excellent son was left in the Huangpu River!

this also means that their only sustenance is gone.

now seeing Ye Hao and thinking of his son, both of them are heartbroken.

"Uncle and aunt, don't worry. I will be your son in the future. I will take care of you for the rest of your life. No one can bully you!"

Ye Hao spoke softly.

at the same time, Ye Hao was furious when he saw the bruises on the two old men.

these local snakes and punks, even the old people can do it! How presumptuous!

Feng Shaobo took a subconscious look outside at the moment and immediately said, "Ye Hao, hurry up and leave!" I'm sure they'll tell Brother long. That guy will be here soon! "

"Yes! When Brother long comes, you will be in danger. If you are light, you will be beaten, and if you are heavy, you will even be crippled! Hurry up and get out of here! "

Feng Shaobo's wife looked at Xia Yun in trepidation and said, "Little girl, are you Ye Hao's wife" Get out of here! You mustn't let Brother long see it! "

"he loves to spoil a clean little girl. If she sees you, you're done!"

at this point, Feng Shaobo's wife looked frightened.

Xia Yun only heard the first half of the sentence, but she blushed slightly, but she still explained: "Auntie, you misunderstand, I am the secretary of the president."

Ye Hao asked, "Uncle and aunt, if we leave, what will you do"opened her mouth.A self-deprecating smile appeared on Dong Dingkan's face and said faintly, "I knelt a lot in order to integrate the power of Chinese descent for you, whether the new aristocracy or th...