The door-to-door son-in-law is a wealthy family

Chapter 642 The First Family Is the First Family

Chang Yuwu said again: "By the way, Master Xia, we also received a message that the old monster was so angry, it seems that it is because Nangonghao's body was seriously damaged in the funeral parlor last night!"

"It seems that someone stuffed a bomb into his body, and the body was blown to pieces, but the head was relatively intact. I was surprised. Who would do that?"

"Could it be that Nangong Hao's enemies took this opportunity and didn't even let his corpse go?"

After a short pause, his voice became more confused: "Also, according to the rumors I received, the two bodyguards who guarded the corpse at the funeral home that night were quite skilled, but they died unexpectedly!"

"A lot of the bones in his body were broken, as if he died at the hands of a martial arts master."

"I think... there is some inexplicable person behind this."

Xia Fan nodded solemnly, and suddenly a strange figure flashed in his mind.

It was after he came out of the big hotel last night that he saw the incomplete black shadow on the balcony on the second floor opposite, which was also the black shadow hidden on the beam in the church that day.

Who the hell is he, why can't he get along with Lao Tzu everywhere.

Xia Fan held his breath, and paused every word: "It doesn't matter whether it's a square boxing formation or a three-square boxing formation, as long as we go all out, if we don't believe we can't kill that old monster, my mother will naturally have experts to help."

"We still have a good chance of winning, and right now, no matter what, we must save Lao Fan's life and not let him make any mistakes because of me. Tell me to use the best doctor and medicine for me!"

"The local doctors are not good enough, so we invite them from other places."

Wang Tianhua thought for a while and said cautiously: "Master Xia, why don't we invite Mr. Jin here. He is not only superb in medicine, but also in martial arts. Even if he can't compare to Lao Fan, he can at least be equal."

"With him, we won't lose one of the three."

Chang Yuwu also nodded vigorously.

Xia Fan shook his head: "I've thought about this too. When I heard that Lao Fan was injured, I thought about calling the old man over, but forget it. Dealing with the old monster is very dangerous. I don't want anything to happen to the old man."

"It's not as good as..."

Speaking of this, he smiled wryly, and continued: "We confront the old monster. Even if we defeat him, we will definitely be injured. It would be better to go back and let him heal us."

"So, no matter what, when the memorial ceremony begins, a helicopter must be ready and on standby!"

Chang Yuwu sighed and nodded: "That's true. If Mr. Jin comes, he will join the battle no matter what. In case something goes wrong, we will be beaten to death, just like Lao Fan, and there will be no one to treat us."

Wang Tianhua shook his head and said loudly: "Old Chang, you can't build up other people's ambitions and destroy your own prestige, we will be fine, we will definitely defeat that old monster!"

He stretched out a fist.

Chang Yuwu nodded, and also stretched out a fist to the top.

Xia Fan also stretched out a fist.

Three fists full of power stacked together, and with a strong shake, the three shouted at the same time: "We will win!!"

Fan Zhiqiang seemed unconscious at first, but now he opened his eyes as if he heard a voice from outside.

He hissed: "What the hell... still... still me! And me! You three... No way, old monster... Sure enough, you are a master of transformation. Without me... you will lose..."

at this time.

Nangong Changfeng and Nangong Hongyan were also very excited when they saw their ancestor beat Fan Zhiqiang half to death with a single palm. When they drove back, Nangong Hongyan rolled his eyes and made a request.

"Grandpa, in Lanyang City, there are many bastards seeing Xia Fan beat us like a dog in the water, and they all fell into trouble one after another. Now that you are out of the mountain, you can just show them some color!"

"Let them know, in Lanyang City, who can make the decision!!"

Nangong Changfeng was worried: "Will this cause adverse reactions? After all, in this society, force cannot solve everything. Those guys are not easy to offend, and there are countless connections behind them."

"just in case……"

Speaking of this, Nangong Zhentian interrupted.

His voice was full of murderous intent: "There is no chance! Force cannot solve everything, but absolute force can! Just in time, I went to the door one by one and told them that they will all come to my great-grandson's memorial service the day after tomorrow."

"Let them see on the spot how Xia Fan, who beat the Nangong family to pieces, and his accomplices knelt in front of my great-grandson's spiritual throne, obediently begging for mercy!"

"The first family is the first family and will not be destroyed by anyone."

"After experiencing wind and rain and tempering, it will only become stronger."

Nangong Hongyan nodded straight: "Grandpa said it very well, Dad, let's do this."

Next, the car ran to the first target.

This is also the big door in Lanyang City, and it can be said that in this city, it can be said that its hands and eyes are in the sky.

After Nangong's family was suppressed by Shangguan's family, he helped Xia Fan do something that everyone pushed against him, and he also got some benefits from it.

At the gate of a mansion, the car stopped.

Nangong Zhentian took the lead, raised his foot and kicked, and the two huge stainless steel doors were completely twisted and fell inside.

Seven or eight security guards rushed out.

With a wave of Nangong Zhentian's hand, a violent wave of air sent them flying towards each other.

Some smashed the inner door to pieces;

Some smashed the floor-to-ceiling glass and fell down;

Some smashed a big tree to the ground!

Ten minutes later, Nangong Zhentian walked out with his triumphant son and grandson.

And in that mansion, there were bursts of crying for father and mother.

I don't know how many people were beaten until they vomited blood and fell to the ground, unconscious.

Nangong Hongyan let them go to his son's funeral the day after tomorrow.

If he dares to use any means, don't blame his grandfather for killing him all over the house!

The strength displayed by Nangong Zhentian made the family silent from old to young, and they did not dare to call the police, nor did they dare to take any means of revenge.

Two or three hours passed, and the entire high society in Lanyang City was caught in a storm.

All the big and powerful families knew that the ancestors of the Nangong family displayed unparalleled aura as soon as they emerged.

Meet the Buddha and kill the Buddha!

Meet the devil and kill the devil!

Eight noble families who helped Xia Fan were smashed to pieces, and countless people were seriously injured.

Indeed, just as Nangong Zhentian clamored, absolute force can solve everything.

The group of people who were injured by him, although there is no shortage of rich and powerful people, but so what, they dare not resist.

Because of this resistance, he will die inexplicably!

"The old ancestor of the Nangong family is not dead, that old monster named Nangong Zhentian, after almost 20 years of retreat, is out!"

"It's not just going out, it's killing people. Almost everyone who helped Xia Fan and Fan Zhiqiang was severely ravaged!"

"No one dares to resist. The old monster is too scary. I heard that he doesn't need to touch people's bodies directly. He can roll up a group of people into the air with a slight lift of his finger. They are twisting and twisting continuously, and the bones are all broken. Broken!"

"My God, with such terrifying strength, even if you send out an army, there's nothing you can do about him!"

……

Another day is drawing to a close, and night falls.

On the street, a slender and desolate figure walked staggeringly.