Hakan hated this!
He said yesterday that it was FyrenZhang who used the car to crush him.
Everyone didn't believe him.
They all said that those three people were miserable, all covered in mud and drenched.
And why would they save you when they ran you over with a car? Aren't you making things worse for yourself? Wouldn't it make more sense to crush you and throw you in the mountains?
Hakan watched FyrenZhang crying in the cat and mouse, so angry that his blood pressure rose up.
Said a few words, the voice is too small, everyone did not hear.
FyrenZhang cried and came over to him, "Uh-huh, take your time, take your time, I'm listening."
Hakan came over to FyrenZhang's ear, gritted his teeth, and weakly said, "Your grandpa, fuck you, when I get better, I'll definitely give you ..."
"Oooooooo ..." FyrenZhang heard, but he chose not to: "Hakan you don't say that, you'll be fine, you'll be fine!"
"I mean, I'm going to fuck you up, FyrenZhang, you give me ... give me ... give me wait ... "
FyrenZhang cried, "Stop it, we're brothers! Everything is what I should do! You should just get well now, don't think about anything else!"
Hakan was furious: "I want you to fucking die!"
FyrenZhang reached out and covered his mouth, "I forbid you to talk about yourself like that. You must have been terrified at the time as well, before you gunned down that savage! I'm your brother, of course I can't stand by and watch you make a big mistake!"
Hakan's expression twitched, but his mouth was covered by FyrenZhang.
"Hakan! ooohhhh ... my good brother! What a good brother of mine! If I had a choice, I'd rather it be me not you lying on the hospital bed right now!"
"Hakan! oooooo... my good classmate!"
FyrenZhang stood up and pointed at Hakan and said to the crowd, "He, ah, bullied his female classmates when he was in school, and it was me who personally asked my brothers to beat him up honestly! This sentiment, can you guys understand?"
The doctors and nurses all wiped their tears.
FyrenZhang sobbed, "I never imagined that after a few years of graduation, we would meet again and encounter this kind of thing! How can it not make a strong man choke and a hero cry!"
Tinson, such a stable big man, had red eyes.
He approached his close guard, "They say that Hakan and Fyren don't get along, but I think it's a misinformation. From the state of FyrenZhang's performance today, it's obviously Hakan he's too careful."
At this point Zoey boarded her face, "Hey, hey, hey, hey, almost there."
FyrenZhang jumped over and directly jumped into Zoey's arms and cried, "You don't understand! You're a woman, you don't understand the feelings between men! Wooooooo..."
Zoey wanted to slap FyrenZhang to death.
Do I know you well? What are you doing here!
Crying on my chest my ass!
But now in this atmosphere, if she were to hit FyrenZhang, it would seem like she was too much of a son of a bitch!
She could only awkwardly push outward, "Hey, hey, hey, you control your emotions!"
"No! NO! I can't control it! I can't not be sad! Can't stop being sad! Can't stop crying!"
Zoey's face was extremely embarrassed.
At this moment, FyrenZhang suddenly felt a hint of danger.
FyrenZhang felt something was wrong and peeked his eyes to the back, behind Tinson, there stood a man.
Over one meter eight tall, his face was sunken, not happy or sad.
Those eyes stared calmly at themselves, without any emotional color, the two black pupils were like a deep well, bottomless.
FyrenZhang's heart tightened: ancient martial artist, and very strong!
The window suddenly shattered, and a figure rushed in like a whirlwind, slashing at Hakan with a palm.
Hakan was shocked, and before he could cry out, the figure of the expert behind Tinson instantly appeared in front of the hospital bed, pushing away Gold king's palm with one hand, and punching Gold king's chest with the other.
Gold king sparred with him in a split second and flew directly backwards, his body collapsing a cabinet and spilling medical paraphernalia all over the place.
Gold king was shocked, before he could react, the expert struck again, heading straight for his face.
Gold king knew that the other party's head was not small, and his strength was extraordinary.
Turning around to escape along the broken window, the other party does not chase, standing in place a palm strike.
Everyone heard a bang!
Gold king in mid-air "uh" sound, sprayed a mouthful of blood, directly fell out.
That person did not say a word from the beginning to the end, just looked back, there are two stout experts directly out of the window, straight to Gold king chase out.
FyrenZhang still embracing Zoey dazed, Zoey fought to push away FyrenZhang, immediately took out a pistol, wanting to go after.
But just at this time, another figure rushed in like the wind, pinched FyrenZhang's neck, and led FyrenZhang outside.
FyrenZhang's heart sank. It's over, it's the military division!
Gold king was trying to kill Hakan to vent his anger.
The Master at Arms definitely wanted his own head to prove his innocence!
At this moment, that expert suddenly appeared and instantly blocked the path of the military division.
Armsmaster sparred with him with a palm, and obviously didn't get the advantage, backhandedly clasping FyrenZhang's neck: "Don't come over!
Come over again and I'll kill him!"
That person didn't care if FyrenZhang lived or died, and walked forward slowly with a stern face.
Armsmaster was a bit alarmed: "Stop!"
Tinson frowned: "Wait a minute."
With Tinson's words, that person stood still, his eyes still staring at the military division.
Tinson pulled over a chair and leisurely sat down, "Who are you, Your Excellency? Why did you strike at my son?"
A trace of blood spilled from the corner of the warlord's mouth, "I'm not interested in your son, what I want is FyrenZhang's life."
"Why?"
Tinson asked calmly.
Armsmaster said, "A family man runs a family business, and a family man sweeps the snow. My feud with FyrenZhang has nothing to do with you.Tinson, I'm someone you can't afford to offend, so it's best if you don't block the way."
At this moment, two more experts had moved behind the warlord.
Tinson's tone was calm, "I, Tinson, have met people I can't afford to offend ..."
He shook his head, "Not many. As it happens, you are not one of them."
FyrenZhang said, "Uncle Tinson, save me! Hakan and I are brothers!"
Hakan was even shocked and fainted again at this point, otherwise it would have made FyrenZhang furious.
Tinson still had his usual expression.
"Friend, if you are not coming against my son, then we are not enemies.FyrenZhang is my son's best friend and saved my son's life. If you let him go, count it as giving me face, and count it as me returning a favor to him. I will stay out of your feuds in the future, how about it?"
Tinson definitely couldn't let him escape with FyrenZhang just like that.
He was a wily fellow, surely knowing that these two people who appeared out of nowhere were full of suspicions, and that being scared of his own son was extremely relevant.
The warlord had a stern face and pinched FyrenZhang's dead center: ''Tinson, in the business world you are the boss and have a high configuration around you. I know your energy, but the big organizations, can you afford to offend them?"
Tinson frowned, and even the expert who had been silent all this time had a grave expression on his face as he turned back to look at Tinson.
Obviously, the name Big Organization was a name that they had all heard of and were very jealous of.
Tinson was really a bit uncertain.
The Great Organization was generally unknown to the general public, but he himself was aware of it.
This organization is mysterious and unpredictable, the experts are like clouds, and act very dry, there is the faction that those who obey me will prosper and those who oppose me will die.
Tinson is not without encounters with them, only to respect each other three times.
FyrenZhang see this can not ah! You can't be afraid of them!
FyrenZhang said, "He's a traitor to the big organization, and he's only a military division of a tiny branch of Syracuse, no, it's the original military division."
Armsmaster squeezed FyrenZhang's throat in a death grip, "You shut up!"
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Tinson's frown stretched a bit:
"My friend, since you've brought up the name of the Great Organization, I'll give your Southern Chief Helmsman face. You can leave, but FyrenZhang is my nephew, please please leave him behind."
Armsmaster looked at Tinson.
"What if I say no?"
Tinson said, "Then you definitely won't be able to leave today."
"I'll kill this kid even if I can't leave."
"Yes." Tinson said, "But you can't leave."
Armsmaster knew that Tinson was not a three year old child, this person could mix in the mall like a fish in water, surrounded by so many masters to help, surely not a few words can be dispatched.
Armsmaster was nervous, he was now in a surrounded position.
Behind him, two experts were waiting to start, and in front of him, there was a first-class expert whose strength far exceeded his own, who was afraid that he had already reached the realm of the upper four gates, and he was involved head-on.
If he wants to leave, he really can't.
But let him let FyrenZhang ... go truly can not do.
He left, the helmsman's side of the pursuit will soon arrive, without FyrenZhang's head as a guarantee, he can not say!
Even if it is clear, the style of the big organization he knows better than anyone else, the first step is definitely to control yourself first, and then slowly torture and torture.
His own stain was the five billion dollars and the Primary Recovery Pill, killing FyrenZhang would prove that he hadn't colluded with FyrenZhang to cause both of these things to be given away.
Beads of sweat appeared on the warlord's forehead, ''Good! To take his life? He screwed our organization out of twenty billion dollars before and after a while ago! If Mr. Huo can fund twenty billion for me to go back and deliver, I can let him go!"
Tinson slowly stands up and walks over to his son, pulling over the corner of the quilt and gently tucking him in.
"Twenty billion is not a small amount." Tinson said, "I can't give you twenty billion dollars at your word and let my nephew talk."
Armsmaster's hand relaxed a little bit, "Tell your man not to act rashly, or I'd rather burn the jade than take his life!"
Tinson laughed, "Don't be silly, my people have rules. Besides, you came to capture him to beg for your life, not to die with him."
The warlord was really scared of this Tinson in his heart.
This person was too stable, as stable as an old dog not to mention, and he had eaten himself up in a few simple words.
Tinson asked FyrenZhang, "Fyren, go ahead. As long as things are said and done, Uncle Tinson will shell out twenty billion dollars for you."
FyrenZhang's throat was given a chokehold, and at this time, he moved around a bit, "It's their people who took the initiative to give it to me!"
"You fart! You are impersonating our Young Lord OttoLong!"
Tinson was instantly shocked, "Wait, who are you talking about!?"
Armsmaster said, "OttoLong, our Young Master!"
"OttoLong is your Young Lord?"
"That's right!"
"He's in the North?"
"That's right!"
FyrenZhang said, "I'm impersonating? Then do you want to tell your Young Lord that OttoLong and I are sworn brothers and fellow disciples?"
Tinson was even more shocked, "You ...Fyren, you also know Young Lord OttoLong?"
FyrenZhang said, "More than knowing each other, we kowtowed and swore that we would be brothers together in this life and in the next, or else we would be struck by lightning from heaven!"
Tinson was confused, "Then you are your own people!"