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

Fan Zhiqiang opened his mouth and spit out another mouthful of blood.

He wiped his mouth vigorously, and shook his head coldly: "My master and his two younger brothers are not here. If we want to be here, the four of us join forces, and you have already become what I am now."

"Go first if you have the ability, we will never back down! When my master and the others come back, the four of us will join hands to find you, then either you will die or I will die."

Nangong Hongyan walked over slowly, raised her foot to step on Fan Zhiqiang's head, and pressed down hard.

Fan Zhiqiang was going crazy with anger, twisting his head desperately.

This made the already serious injury aggravated, and with a wow, he spit out a mouthful of blood again.

He yelled: "Nangong Hongyan, why don't you step on my head, take your foot away, don't let me find a chance, otherwise, I will crush your head too!"

Nangong Hongyan laughed loudly, stepped on Fan Zhiqiang's head even harder, and spat hard on his face.

He said coldly: "Do you think there is still a chance? When my grandfather comes out of the mountain, it will be the end of the day when you, your master, and others will be besieged! I will kill you first..."

"Stomp on your head to pieces, I want to see what other opportunities you can find to stomp on my head!"

"You become a ghost, if you have the ability, you become a ghost!"

He raised one big foot high, and with a hundred thousand hatred, he was about to step on it hard.

Fan Zhiqiang was not afraid, and laughed loudly: "My master will avenge me, you just wait."

At this moment, Nangong Hongyan was stopped by the old monster.

The latter said lightly: "You come back first, just kill him like this, it's too cheap, I want him to pass a message that the day after tomorrow is the day of my great-grandson's death, I want them to come to the memorial service obediently."

"Kneel down for my great-grandson and kowtow a hundred times in front of everyone! If you don't come, if you don't kneel, if you don't kowtow, no matter Fan Zhiqiang, Xia Fan, or those two people—"

"Or their whole family! I, Nangong Zhentian, will travel thousands of miles to kill them one by one."

"I want their four families to be ruined, and no chickens or dogs will be left behind!!"

At the end of what he said, the disciples of the Jingwu gym around him couldn't help shouting in pain.

They clutched their heads tightly, and blood flowed from the seven orifices.

The old monster Nangong Zhentian has such skill!
He brought nothing.

Then, Nangong Zhentian sneered, turned around and walked out with his hands behind his back.

Nangong Hongyan was taken aback for a moment, she really wanted to trample the person under her feet to death, but she held back.

He withdrew his legs and said lightly: "Yes, I want you and Xia Fan, as well as Chang Yuwu and Wang Tianhua to come to my son's spiritual throne and kneel down to him to beg for mercy. You can't escape, and don't even try to escape!"

"My grandfather's strength is beyond your imagination."

"Dare to escape, the four families will not stay behind."

Nangong Changfeng also said coldly: "Fan Zhiqiang, you have to think about it, but don't run away. If you run away, none of your family members will survive. You also know my father's skills!"

"Since he came out of the mountain, he will definitely avenge his great-grandson. Maybe it's just the four of you, maybe a dozen or twenty at most, but if he dares to run away, hundreds of people will die!"

After the Nangong family finished speaking, they all turned around and strode out triumphantly.

Seeing that they were all gone, those apprentices plucked up the courage to rush to Fan Zhiqiang's side, carefully trying to help him up.

With a slight touch, Fan Zhiqiang grinned in pain.

Even though he was a very strong person, he couldn't help screaming in pain.

He gritted his back molars fiercely, and said hoarsely: "First...don't touch me, call...my master and let him come back. I am seriously injured now!"

"Grandma, I'm afraid...I'm afraid I'm going to die!"

As he spoke, he vomited blood.

The fact is indeed the case, Lao Fan is now relying on strength.

If it were an ordinary person, he would have died long ago! !

The apprentices were in a hurry, some called Xia Fan, and some hurriedly called 120.

At this time, Xia Fan was still on his way to that village.

Immediately after receiving the call, it changes color.

He immediately took out a few bottles of medicine, stuffed them into Chang Yuwu's hands, and solemnly explained: "These are the healing medicines that Mr. Jin gave me. Hurry up and take them back to Lao Fan. You go back first to stabilize the overall situation."

"I'll go to the town to find the person who is suspected to be my wife, and see if it's true. I'll come back after confirming the situation. Before that, if you still encounter people from the Nangong family who provoke you, don't make a move!"

"I'll talk about everything when I go back, understand?"

Chang and Wang had never heard Xia Fan speak in such a solemn tone.

They also know the seriousness of the situation.

After all, Fan Zhiqiang's apprentice fully described the scene on the phone.

That old monster, under the pre-emptive situation of Fan Zhiqiang, severely injured him with a single slap!
And with such a powerful and terrifying trick.

It is conceivable that even if four people fight against the enemy with a square boxing formation, it will be difficult to defeat him.

What's more, now another Fan Zhiqiang has been seriously injured.

In the words of playing mahjong, it is three missing one.

The future situation is even more severe! !

The two nodded vigorously, and the car stopped beside them.

Soon, they found another car.

The previous car was driven by Xia Fan and went straight to the village, while everyone else went back to the Jingwu Hall first.

Xia Fan drove and ran to the villages and towns, and was soon...disappointed.

That woman is indeed somewhat similar to the daughter-in-law, but she is in her 40s and [-]s, and she is still a rural woman with mental problems.

Xia Fan didn't feel disappointed anymore, he seemed a little numb.

He smiled wryly and left 10 yuan.

One part was given to the person who reported the information as comfort, and the other part was given to the woman to treat her illness.

Then, he hurried back to the urban area of ​​Lanyang City.

He didn't go back to the Fist of Fury.

Prior to this, Chang Yuwu had already called to say that Fan Zhiqiang had been sent to the City's No. [-] Hospital for emergency treatment.

When he ran to the hospital, although Fan Zhiqiang had been pushed out of the operating room, he was admitted to the ICU.

The doctor in charge told them worriedly that Fan Zhiqiang's condition was not good and he had to be observed in the ICU for a day or two.

Originally, he was so seriously injured, his internal organs were severely damaged, as if he fell from a height of more than ten floors, and it was a miracle that he was able to save his life at this time.

Of course, this is the reason why Chang Yuwu took the elixir for Lao Fan.

The miraculous effect of the medicine saved his last trace of vitality.

At the entrance of the ICU, Chang Yuwu clenched his fists tightly and said coldly: "Master Xia, we must avenge this hatred for Lao Fan!"

Wang Tianhua also nodded fiercely: "Two days later, it will be Nan Gonghao's memorial day. The old monster asked us to kowtow to his spirit seat a hundred times. When the time comes, we will kill him!"

"It's a big deal to fight to the death, but now... without Lao Fan, our square boxing formation will become a three-square boxing formation."

There was an extremely heavy look on his face!