The next day, Du Hao sent Ji Yingrong to the door of the company early in the morning.

"I'm not in the company today if I have something, you pay attention to yourself." Du Hao advised: "If you have something, you can call me." ”

After a night, Ji Yingrong's mentality had recovered, and he said in a low voice: "You come back early, I'll go to see grandma together after work in the evening." ”

"Okay."

Du Hao agreed, watched her enter the company, and then turned around and drove to Deng Zhehan's company.

The car drove rapidly, passed through the high-traffic lane, and made a "bang!" when it reached a remote section. There was a loud bang.

Du Hao quietly stopped to check and found that the tire had punctured something and burst the tire.

"MD, that's bad luck!"

Du Hao bent down to check the tire situation, and said in his mouth rather unlucky.

However, in the shadows that no one saw, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and he looked at the shadows on the ground playfully.

In the gradually scorching sun, a dagger suddenly appeared, flashing with a cold light and quickly piercing Du Hao's chest.

At the moment before the tip of the knife was about to pierce up, Du Hao made a mistake at his feet, and his footwork dodged the direction of the dagger. Then he slammed down the dagger that he couldn't retract, and the two silver needles in his hand quickly pierced into the arms of the knife-wielding man.

The masked man who sneaked up on him was in pain, and his hands retracted violently.

Du Hao took advantage of the victory to chase and kicked over.

I saw that the man was like a rag doll, and he fell directly to the ground motionless.

"Look for death!"

In the shadows, several big men rushed out and roared.

They were tall and big, and they all had machetes in their hands, and they slashed directly at Du Hao without their lives.

Du Hao stepped a little and jumped hard.

The body broke away from the previous encirclement, stepped on the chest of the man on the ground, and said lightly: "See who is looking for death." ”

One of his hands was outstretched, and between his fingers were four silver needles, glowing with a chilling light.

"Hmph, sure enough, there are two hits!"

The big men put away their empty machetes, and the big men who took the lead squinted at Du Hao, looking a little wary, but more provocative: "But when you run into our brothers, whatever skills you have will be planted in our hands." ”

As soon as the words fell, there was wind under their feet, and the machete in their hands was enraged, and they slashed at Du Hao faster.

Seeing this, Du Hao didn't talk much nonsense, and directly shot out the silver needle. The four silver needles pierced the arms of the big men as fast as lightning and accurately.

"Smack! Syllable! ”

The pain of piercing the heart made the hands of several big men holding machetes hang down involuntarily, and the sharp machetes fell to the ground one after another.

"Whew~! It hurts! ”

"Hiss~!"

Several tall and strong men stood in place holding their drooping arms and couldn't help but snort in pain.

Beads of sweat continued to drip down from the corners of their foreheads, the muscles on their necks were bruised, and their bodies couldn't help but tremble, as if they were suffering great pain.

Du Hao glanced at them, and his gaze fell on the masked man at his feet.

He bent down quickly and reached out to pull the towel off.

"Zhao Feipeng?"

Du Hao frowned and looked at his face under the face towel in surprise.

Originally, he thought that Ji Changhe didn't know where to get that he wanted to investigate the poisoning, so he intercepted and killed him halfway. Unexpectedly, it was Zhao Feipeng, who had just taken over the Zhao family after his father's death.

As soon as I was in a trance, I unconsciously put down the force under my feet.

Zhao Feipeng, who felt suffocated in his chest in a coma, opened his eyes suddenly, and saw Du Hao condescendingly stepping on himself with a surprised face.

He was angry and couldn't care about his situation, so he gritted his teeth and shouted: "Du Hao! You soft rice eater! You dare to kill my father, I want you to pay for your life! ”

Du Hao looked at him as an enemy who killed his father, and was speechless.

"Zhao Feipeng, you figure it out. Your dad was hit by a car and died accidentally, and I didn't kill him. Removing his foot from Zhao Feipeng's chest, Du Hao frowned and said, "If it weren't for your father's own injustice, how could he end up with an old lady who was lying on the hospital bed and was helpless." ”

"Nonsense!"

Zhao Feipeng roared angrily: "You are the murderer!" If it weren't for you, my dad would have stayed in the villa so well, how could he have been hit and killed outside the villa! Du Hao, everything is you! It's you! ”

"Remembering that your father has just died, you may act impulsively in the face of your grief. I won't care about you this time, if there is a next time, don't blame the silver needle in my hand for being ruthless. ”

Du Hao straightened his clothes, looked at Zhao Feipeng, who looked crazy, shook his head, and turned around to leave.

Zhao Feipeng endured the pain of being kicked before, staggered and half-sat on the ground, and said sharply: "Du Hao, you can hide from the first year of junior high school, but you can't hide from the fifteenth." I won't let you go! ”

Du Hao's footsteps did not stop, and he didn't want to pay more attention. The most important thing for him now is to find out if Ji Changhe poisoned his grandmother, and he must take back the management of the company within a month.

"Poof!"

A bullet was silently embedded in the trunk of a large camphor tree not far away.

Du Hao covered his arm, which was grazed by the bullet just now, and looked behind him.

I saw that out of nowhere, several men in black appeared around Zhao Feipeng, each of them holding a pistol in their hands, and the muzzle of the gun was aimed at Du Hao.

Zhao Feipeng laughed, looked at the blood that kept flowing out of Du Hao's hands, and licked his lips excitedly and ordered: "Call me!" ”

Several men pulled the trigger at the same time, and the bullets flew towards Du Hao.

Du Hao's eyes turned cold, and the true qi in his body erupted outside his body to form a faint layer of white mist, which was a little thicker than the last time he rescued Chen Meng.

The bullets struck rapidly, and fell vertically in the white mist very quickly, leaving not a single one left.

Du Hao flipped his two hands, and with a flick of his fingertips, several silver needles pierced through the thin white mist and shot at the men in black.

"How...... How can it be. ”

Zhao Feipeng looked at the few men around him who fell to the ground in an instant in shock, and looked at Du Hao with some fear: "You! ”

"Bang!"

Du Hao walked over directly, kicked Zhao Feipeng to the ground again, and aimed the tip of his shoe at his throat.

"This is the last chance."

There was no emotion in his eyes, and he looked at Zhao Feipeng extremely coldly, as if he was looking at a dead thing.

Zhao Feipeng was taken aback by his thoughts, and the corners of his mouth moved, but he didn't dare to say anything more in the end.

That fear lasted until Du Hao was gone for a long time.

Zhao Feipeng came back to his senses, glanced at the remnants around him, and scolded hatefully: "A bunch of waste! ”

scolded on his lips, but he had a plan in his heart.

He didn't expect that Du Hao, a wretched man who eats soft rice, was really hidden, just like the housekeeper said, with peerless martial arts. Today, he deliberately brought two groups of people and guns, but they couldn't help him.

It seems that there is not much hope of avenging his father on his own, and he must rely on his uncle's strength!

Thinking of this, Zhao Feipeng hurriedly took out his mobile phone and cried to Zhao Fangjun: "Uncle, this Du Hao is really too deceitful!" He didn't just kill his father. Today, I came to seek justice for my father, but he almost lost his life again. You're going to avenge me......"