Beauty President's Super Berserker

"Do you know where Lan Yuyao lives?"

Xiang Zangfeng couldn't help asking.

"Lan Yuyao said that she was recruiting relatives, and everything turned out to be fine, but since her husband became addicted to gambling, he no longer has a family. She also moved back to the old house and lived with her mother."

Bai Zhehan said with some uncertainty, "I remember, her home seems to be near high school, right?"

"Her family lives in the middle of Minyi Lane, let's go."

Xiang Zangfeng left after speaking.

Bai Zhehan hurriedly left 500 yuan, hurriedly followed Xiang Zangfeng, and jokingly said, "Brother Feng, you can do it, you can even find out where the goddess lives."

"Don't think I'm as nasty as you. Minyi Lane is the only way from school to Xiangzhangjingyuan. My grandfather used to work there as a security guard. I often go to my grandfather's place for lunch..."

"Explanation is equal to cover-up, and cover-up is the truth, cut."

Bai Zhehan curled his lips and said, "At that time, you were not the only one who followed the Blue Goddess secretly. You should admit it openly and don't be ashamed."

"Your boy is also one of them?"

Xiang Zangfeng cursed with a smile, then stepped on the gas pedal and rushed towards Minyi Lane.

There are few people and cars on the road at night.

In addition, Xiang Zangfeng ran through the red light all the way, and in less than 10 minutes, the narrow and old Minyi Lane appeared in front of the two of them.

The total length of Minyi Lane is less than 300 meters. On the left is the staff dormitory of Donghai Flour Factory and Glass Factory.

Among them, the flour mill has two dormitory areas.

Xiang Zangfeng only knew that Lan Yuyao's parents were both employees of the Donghai Flour Mill and lived in the second district of the flour mill's dormitory, but he didn't know which building or number his home was in.

Fortunately, there are only three six-story old residential buildings in the second district of the flour factory dormitory.

It was past eleven o'clock in the evening, and most of the residents had turned off the lights to go to bed. There were only eight households with lights on in the whole community.

"You check one building, and leave the other two to me."

After quickly assigning tasks, Xiang Zangfeng rushed into the first unit of the second building.

There were four households in the second building with the lights on. Xiang Zangfeng easily ruled out these four households with his amazing hearing.

In the three buildings, No. 602, the second unit, was lit.

Xiang Zangfeng rushed up to the sixth floor in one breath, and immediately heard the intense sound of rummaging through boxes.

It should be this one!
Xiang Zangfeng jumped out of the aisle window, landed firmly on the old-fashioned anti-theft window, and clearly saw the situation inside the house.

The size of the room is very small, about seven or eight square meters.

Although there is a bunk bed inside, it is not difficult to see from the overall layout that this is a woman's bedroom.

A skinny man in his thirties was frantically rummaging through boxes and cabinets.

The man was wearing a white vest and blue shorts. His hair was fluffy and messy, his face was unshaven, and his eyes were bloodshot. He looked like he had stayed up for several nights.

A woman in floral pajamas was firmly tied behind her back on a bunk bed, her mouth was stuffed with a towel, and there were two red palm prints on each cheek, crying in despair.

This sad woman is naturally Lan Yuyao!
Gambling and poison, lethal medicine!
Unless there is a person with super strong willpower, no matter whether he is addicted to gambling or drug addiction, he will be a different person, and what awaits him is the ending of his family being ruined.

Lan Yuyao's husband is obviously not a person with super perseverance.

"Quickly tell me, where is the real estate certificate?"

After roughly rummaging through all the drawers, the man in the vest suddenly rushed in front of Lan Yuyao, shaking her body violently.

"Ugh..."

Looking at her husband who was completely crazy, Lan Yuyao was startled and frightened, angry and anxious, her mouth covered with a towel let out a terrified whine.

Only then did the man realize that Lan Yuyao's mouth was still gagged.

"Quickly, where is the real estate certificate? If you dare to shout loudly, I will kill the dead old woman next door right now."

After threatening, the man roughly tore off the towel, and said fiercely, "Say it quickly, if you don't say it, I will have to mortgage you to Lord Bao."

"Duan Renyao, you are not human, wow..."

Lan Yuyao barely cursed, and then couldn't help crying in despair.

"Say, hurry up."

"If you don't talk about it, don't blame me for not thinking about the relationship between husband and wife. I will hand you over to Lord Bao right now. Do you know what will happen to you if you fall into their hands? They will force you to sell and make you live Better to die."

Duan Renyao pinched Lan Yuyao's neck, his facial features twisted, and he said ferociously, "I give you two choices, either give me the real estate certificate and let me use the house to pay off the debt, or use you to pay off the debt."

For this scum who has completely lost his humanity, Xiang Zangfeng can only use Zhuge Liang's lines of scolding Wang Lang to death to describe him——

I have never seen such a brazen person!
"Cough cough..."

Lan Yuyao, who had no power to resist, was pinched by the emotional Duan Renyao, her face turned red and she rolled her eyes.

"Crack, click..."

Xiang Zangfeng didn't wait any longer, and swung his hands one after another, easily snapping five half-corroded steel bars, easily opening the glass window that wasn't locked, and jumping into the room.

"Who?"

The sudden appearance of Xiang Zangfeng surprised Duan Renyao.

But only Xiang Zangfeng's size 42 shoes answered him!

"boom!"

Duan Renyao flew upside down in an instant, hit the old wall heavily, and passed out on the spot.

Xiang Zangfeng immediately took out his dagger and quickly cut the ropes on Lan Yuyao's hands and feet.

"You... who are you?"

Lan Yuyao couldn't help shrinking back, looking at Xiang Zangfeng in horror.

"I'm Xiang Zangfeng, Lan Zhi*shu is really a nobleman who forgets things, even my old classmates can't recognize him, haha."

Xiang Zangfeng quickly put away the dagger, and said half-jokingly, half-seriously, trying his best to relieve Lan Yuyao's tension and fear.

Moreover, Xiang Zangfeng deliberately used Lan Yuyao's high school class supervisor to prove that he was not lying.

"Xiang...Xiang Zangfeng? You...you are the squad leader Xiang Zangfeng? You...don't you join the army in the second semester of your third year of high school? Why did you suddenly come to my house?"

The identity of an old classmate finally relieved Lan Yuyao from being so nervous, and her face was full of disbelief.

"I happened to have a barbecue with Bai Zhehan just now, and I originally wanted to invite you to go together..."

Xiang Zangfeng briefly explained what happened, then pointed at the unconscious Duan Renyao, and asked murderously, "I heard your conversation, how do you want to deal with this scumbag?"

Xiang Zangfeng's question instantly brought back all of Lan Yuyao's sad memories!
"Wow……"

Lan Yuyao couldn't control her sadness anymore, lying on the slightly messy bed sheet, she burst into tears.

Men are afraid of entering the wrong line of work, women are afraid of marrying the wrong man!

When encountering such a scumbag husband, Lan Yuyao's sorrow and grievance can be imagined.

Xiang Zangfeng shook his head secretly, instead of comforting Lan Yuyao in vain, he walked quickly to the window and closed it gently so as not to disturb the neighbors and affect his follow-up operations.

To deal with a super scum like Duan Renyao, he must be properly arranged at once!