Many people will envy the children of the big family, envy them who grew up with a golden key in their mouths, and they will have a qiē since they were young...... For more up-to-date chapters, visit wèn:.

But for the children of many large families, their life is not as freewheeling as ordinary people.

Meng Fan is the successor of the Nangang Meng family, and his future is bright and hopeful, because the huge Meng family will be in charge of him.

But Meng Fan knows very well that after he has the aura of successor, his brothers and sisters have always been distant from him.

It is no exaggeration to say that if Meng Fan loses the aura of successor, it is a question whether he can survive or not.

In order to maintain his position as his successor, Meng Fan has done a lot of shady things, and for him, these things are nothing.

In order to better help the Meng family deal with Boss Jiang in Nangang, Meng Fan invited Taiwen, he wanted to get Taiwen's help, so as to help the Meng family solve Boss Jiang.

If Meng Fan solves the Meng family's opponent, Boss Jiang, his successor's position will be more stable, and at that time, no one will be able to shake his position.

Originally, a few small people who were not looked at by Meng Fan suddenly became big people who could not be offended, which made Meng Fan a little unacceptable. Special Strongman 541

Looking at Tang Rui's back as he wanted to leave, a fierce light flashed in Meng Fan's eyes, and a bold idea appeared in his mind.

He knew that he had the aura of the successor of the Meng family, ordinary people would envy him and fear him, and the children of other families would treat him like stars holding the moon.

However, if he didn't have this aura, Meng Fan knew very well what kind of life he was about to face.

When Tang Rui heard Meng Fan's words, she glanced back at Meng Fan, with a helpless expression on her face.

Until now, Meng Fan still didn't realize that he was not the most terrible enemy, Tang Rui was a little sad for Meng Fan, she felt that he was a little stupid.

"Ten million, I'll give you ten million, this time the matter is over, none of us should make a noise, how about it?"

Meng Fan threw the pinched gold-wire glasses on the ground, he gritted his teeth and said in an indifferent tone.

In Nangang, Meng Fan has never suffered such a loss, nor has he suffered such a humiliation.

He felt like a clown, but he had to do it in order to keep his position as his successor.

"Meng Fan, you still don't realize your mistake, the Meng family may replace you as a successor, which is good for the Meng family."

Tang Rui said lightly, she didn't continue to pay attention to Meng Fan, but continued to walk forward.

Meng Fan offended Ye Xiaofeng, even if he gave Tang Rui more money, he couldn't get Ye Xiaofeng's forgiveness.

What's more, Tang Rui is standing with Ye Xiaofeng, which is something that Meng Fan would never have dreamed of.

"You 'forced' me, don't blame me for being ruthless." Meng Fan gritted his teeth and said viciously.

He gave the bald middle-aged man next to him a look, and the bald middle-aged man nodded, and quickly chased forward. Special Strongman 541

Before Tang Rui could react, the bald middle-aged man struck Tang Rui in the neck with a knife, and Tang Rui immediately fainted.

Meng Fan quickly took out his mobile phone and immediately called the middle-aged man at the head of the pot.

"Meng Shao, what should I do now, did I release the woman I just caught now?"

The middle-aged man at the head of the pot lid glanced at Lian Qianyan who was sitting on the sofa and asked softly.

He felt that after Meng Fan knew Tang Rui's identity, he would definitely not dare to continue the 'chaos'.

"Now you listen to me, don't ask anything, just do it. Hold on to the woman, wait for the man to arrive, and still follow the plan. After they are arrested, I will arrange personnel to deal with the aftermath over there, from now on, you have to be careful not to let too many people see you, otherwise there will be trouble in dealing with it. ”

Meng Fan said in a stern tone, he planned to still act according to the plan, and he wanted to solve all the problems of Tang Rui and the others in secret.

"Meng Shao, Tang Rui ......," the middle-aged man at the head of the pot said with a little weakness.

Before he could finish his words, he was rudely interrupted by Meng Fan.

"I know what I'm doing, you just do what I say. I treat you well on weekdays, don't push me back at this time, and when I'm done with this, I'll reward you well. ”

Meng Fan yelled at his phone, he knew what the consequences would be if he did so.

But in order to keep his position as his successor, in order to keep the one qiē he has now, he has to do these things.

And Meng Fan felt that he would have no problem doing these things in Nangang, and he could completely handle these aftermaths.

As long as Tang Rui and these people are killed secretly, no one will suspect Meng Fan's head.

"I'll find some wanted criminals afterwards and let them go to the top cylinder, don't worry, there will be no problem."

Meng Fan knew that he still needed the help of the middle-aged man at the head of the pot, so he softened his tone and said calmly.

"Meng Shao, don't worry, I will take care of this matter." The middle-aged man at the head of the pot agreed to it.

In the presidential suite of the hotel, Lian Qianyan, who was sitting on the sofa, originally thought that Tang Rui's identity could deter them.

When she saw the changes on the faces of the middle-aged people on the head of the pot, even if she didn't hear what they were talking about, even Qianyan knew what these people wanted to do.

She glanced at the window, quickly took out the flying knife in her right hand, and threw it at the middle-aged man at the head of the pot.

At the same time, she stood up and quickly ran towards the window, and as she ran, she quickly drew her throwing knife and threw it towards the bald middle-aged man who was chasing her.

The middle-aged man at the head of the pot lid showed a little annoyance on his face, he picked up the teacup on the table and threw it at Lian Qianyan.

His strength was very great, and Lian Qianyan had been guarding against the bald middle-aged man, so he didn't realize the attack of the teacup at all.

The teacup slammed into Lian Qianyan's forehead, and the tea flowed down Lian Qianyan's cheek to the ground.

Lian Qianyan felt a pain in his forehead, and then sticky blood began to flow down his forehead.

Her vision was a little blurred, and at this time, a punch from the bald middle-aged man hit Lian Qianyan's shoulder hard.

With a "click", the sound of bones being misaligned came, and Lian Qianyan's body fell to the ground.

Lian Qianyan had a painful expression on her face, and the bald middle-aged man and the middle-aged man with the pot lid came to her at the same time.

"I know you're doing a good job, but I advise you to be honest, or I'll break your legs."

The middle-aged man at the head of the pot looked at Lian Qianyan viciously, and said with a hideous face.

Lian Qianyan struggled, she wanted to stand up, but the middle-aged man at the head of the pot lifted his right foot and stepped on Lian Qianyan's right leg.

The middle-aged man at the head of the pot was a little frightened in his heart, after all, he knew what Meng Fan was going to do, and he vented his panic violently.

His right foot didn't use much force, but it caused Lian Qianyan a lot of pain.

Looking at Lian Qianyan's painful appearance, the middle-aged man at the head of the pot "revealed" a trace of excitement on his face.

"You'd better hope that bastard comes back soon, or you'll have to suffer." The middle-aged man at the head of the pot said indifferently.

He lifted his right foot and walked towards the couch, and after sitting on the couch, he lit a cigarette.

Lian Qianyan's body curled up together, her cold eyes full of anger.

But she knew that she was not their opponent at all, she could only silently hope in her heart that Ye Xiaofeng would come here sooner.

Thinking of the middle-aged man on her right leg just now, Lian Qianyan felt very aggrieved, she wanted to lean on Ye Xiaofeng's shoulder and cry bitterly for a while.

"You can give him a call and ask him to come back early." After waiting for about five minutes, the middle-aged man at the head of the pot said indifferently.

Lian Qianyan looked at the mobile phone handed over by the bald middle-aged man, she really wanted to take it and immediately call Ye Xiaofeng.

She also knew that the two middle-aged people in front of her were not Ye Xiaofeng's opponents at all.

But she couldn't save face, she felt that if she did that, she would simply become a burden to Ye Xiaofeng.

Lian Qianyan looked at the mobile phone in front of her, but she still didn't take it in the end.

The middle-aged man with the head of the pot lid showed annoyance on his face, he was a little impatient, and after a few steps came to Lian Qianyan, the middle-aged man with the head of the pot grabbed Lian Qianyan's hair.

"Call him quickly, we don't have time to wait here." The middle-aged man at the head of the pot lid pulled off a bunch of Lian Qianyan's hair, and he said with a hideous expression.

The pain in her scalp made Lian Qianyan's eyes have instinctive tears, and she looked at the middle-aged man with the lid of the pot, her face full of stubborn expressions.

She won't call Ye Xiaofeng, she will definitely not compromise, even if she suffers a big grievance.

"Believe it or not, I'll strip you naked and throw you outside." The middle-aged man at the head of the pot raised his right hand and said with a cruel threat.

Seeing that Lian Qianyan was still indifferent, the middle-aged man's right hand at the head of the pot lid fell quickly and hit Lian Qianyan's cheek.

At this time, the door was kicked open, and Ye Xiaofeng walked in from the outside with a face full of anger.

After he came to the hotel, he heard the conversation inside, but Ye Xiaofeng didn't know what was happening in the room.

At this time, seeing Lian Qianyan's body curled up together, with blood on his forehead and clear footprints on his legs, Ye Xiaofeng was stunned for a moment.

Nameless anger spread from Ye Xiaofeng's body, especially when he saw that there was a bundle of long hair on the ground, Ye Xiaofeng was like a volcano erupting.

The flying knife was suspended in front of his chest, and Ye Xiaofeng released one-third of the strength in his body, directly hitting the internal strength of the Five Emperor Fist.

The majestic momentum emanated from Ye Xiaofeng's body, whether it was a middle-aged man with a pot lid or a bald middle-aged man, they all felt that they had become lambs at this time, and Ye Xiaofeng in front of him was a fierce tiger.

In the past, Ye Xiaofeng's internal strength in the Five Emperor Fist used a small amount of strength, because it was very difficult to replenish the strength, and it would cause great damage to the body after use.

But this time, Ye Xiaofeng directly used one-third of his strength.

The powerful right fist struck the throwing knife, and the flying knife disappeared from everyone's sight in an instant.