After rebirth, Master Fu’s little ancestor went wild

"Fu, Mr. Fu." He Chong stuttered, and all his arrogance disappeared instantly. Looking at the cold and handsome man in the camera, he looked shocked: "How could it be you?"

He Xiangming on the side suddenly became excited when he heard He Chong's voice. He pushed away the bodyguard who grabbed him and stood up.

He rushed to the bodyguard holding the mobile phone, grabbed his hand with excitement, looked at He Chong on the other end of the video, and shouted: "Dad, help me, he is going to kill me, he is going to kill me! dad!"

Hearing He Xiangming's hoarse cry for help and seeing the blood on his body, He Chong's expression suddenly changed.

Before he could speak, He Xiangming was grabbed by the bodyguard, slapped him hard in front of He Chong, covered his mouth and dragged him back.

He Chong could only hear his muffled voice, but couldn't see anything, and his heart suddenly rose to his throat. Looking at the man sitting on the sofa with a lazy and elegant posture, He Chong could no longer calm down.

"Mr. Fu, I wonder where Quan Zi offended you?" He Chong spoke urgently, looking at Fu Hanzhou imploringly, and said urgently: "If there is any negligence, I will apologize to you on his behalf. Please forgive me. Can you Can’t you please spare him this time for my sake?”

"Your face?" Fu Hanzhou pulled out a sarcastic arc on his thin lips and sneered: "Who do you think you are?"

He Chong seemed to have been slapped on the spot, and his face was burning with pain. Embarrassment and anger surged into my heart instantly. He really didn't expect that at this age, he would be taught and humiliated by a boy who could be his son. What was the difference between this and trampling on his dignity.

But even though he was angry and displeased, He Chong was still wary of Fu Hanzhou's identity, not to mention that He Xiangming was still in his hands. He could only suppress his anger and said: "I, He Chong, am nothing, but I also pay attention to rules when doing things. I don't know if my son is Why did he offend Mr. Fu, so that Mr. Fu would deal with him so harshly?"

Fu Hanzhou looked stern: "He touched my people, so it's not an exaggeration for me to let him die. Since Mr. He doesn't care about his son, I don't mind doing it for him."

He Chong knew his son best, so there was nothing he didn't understand when he heard this. This guy must have been caught because he didn't know what he was doing and had his eye on Fu Hanzhou's woman.

Although he hated iron, he was his only son after all, and he couldn't just watch Fu Hanzhou beat him to death.

"Mr. Fu, you have a lot of..."

Fu Hanzhou didn't give He Chong a chance to finish his words, so he raised his hand. His subordinate immediately understood and pointed the phone at He Xiangming.

Then He Chong watched helplessly as a bodyguard pulled He Xiangming up from the ground and punched him in the stomach.

He Xiangming screamed and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

He Chong's eyes were about to burst and he shouted angrily: "Everyone stop, stop fighting!"

But no one paid attention to He Chong.

Without giving He Xiangming a chance to breathe, fists like raindrops fell on him one after another.

The bodyguards didn't stop until He Xiangming completely collapsed on the ground and passed out completely.

"Mr. Fu, I've fainted."

"Yes." Fu Hanzhou's tone was cold and without any emotion: "Throw him awake, don't let him die easily."

When He Chong heard this, he shouted angrily: "Mr. Fu, even if my son did something, you can't abuse lynching. What are you..."

"It's so noisy." Fu Hanzhou uttered three words coldly and looked up at the bodyguard.

The other party understood immediately, hung up the video, and handed the phone back respectfully with both hands.

On the other side, the bodyguard dragged He Xiangming's legs, pulled him to the bathroom, and threw him on the floor. He turned on the cold water from the shower head and rushed it towards his face.

The impact of cold water suddenly woke up He Xiangming. In an instant, severe pain was felt all over his limbs, and he could hardly move.

He looked up at the snow-white ceiling and even thought he was going to die.

At this moment, He Xiangming felt extremely regretful. He should not have listened to Zhao Sitian and done such a thing, causing him to get burned.

When the bodyguard saw that he was awake, he picked him up, dragged him back, and threw him at Fu Hanzhou's feet.

He Xiangming originally had no strength to move his fingers, but when facing Fu Hanzhou, he was already instinctively afraid and wanted to shrink back and stay away from him.

But his retreat was blocked by bodyguards, and he had no way to retreat. He could only look at Fu Hanzhou in a state of collapse and coughed up blood: "Mr. Fu was beaten and his breath was gone. Can you let me go?"

"dream."

Two words shattered He Xiangming's last hope. His spirit collapsed instantly. He stared at Fu Hanzhou with bloodshot eyes and asked, "Then what else do you want? I didn't really sleep with her. Why did you beat me like this?" Isn’t it enough?”

He just slapped the woman in the face and didn't even kiss her. Fu Hanzhou not only disabled one of his hands, but also beat him with wounds all over his body. Isn't that enough?

"Not enough." Fu Hanzhou's voice was cold and his dark eyes were ruthless: "This is just the beginning, enjoy hell."

He looked away coldly and stood up. He Xiangming thought he was going to attack him and shrank back in fear, but Fu Hanzhou walked straight past him and left the room.

He Xiangming looked at his disappearing back and breathed a sigh of relief. Little did he know that his nightmare had just begun...

Fu Hanzhou walked to the next room. When the doctor saw him coming in, he quickly got up and reported Lu Wansu's condition to Fu Hanzhou.

"Mr. Fu, Miss Lu's medicine has been cured, but she has been soaked in cold water for too long and now has a high fever. I gave her a sling bottle. It may take half an hour to finish. In addition, she has a high fever. , there is nothing abnormal about Miss Lu’s health, but she may need to rest for a while.”

After the doctor finished speaking, he carefully looked at Fu Hanzhou's expression, not daring to take a breath for fear that he would say something wrong and anger this great god.

There was a trace of fatigue between Fu Hanzhou's brows. He raised his hand and pinched the center of his brows, and said in a low voice, "I understand, you go back first."

The doctor was a little surprised, thinking that Mr. Fu ordered them to stay here until Miss Lu woke up before leaving, but he didn't expect to let them go directly.

Afraid that Fu Hanzhou would regret it, they immediately agreed and left the room with the first aid kit.

Fu Hanzhou walked into the bedroom, looked up and saw Song Nian, and immediately narrowed his eyes.

Song Nian didn't notice anyone coming in. He sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Lu Wansu's sickly face, with a focused and complicated expression. Even he himself didn't notice the hint of distress in his eyes.

Fu Hanzhou stood for more than ten seconds, his face gradually turned cold, and he coughed lightly.

Song Nian seemed to be awakened by the cough and reacted quickly. He turned around and saw Fu Hanzhou, a flash of panic flashed in his eyes, stood up quickly, and called in a low voice: "Mr. Fu."

Fu Hanzhou stared at him with unclear meaning, saying nothing, but feeling full of oppression.

Song Nian's hand hanging by his side was slightly clenched into a fist, cold sweat dripping from his palm, and he could even feel his heart beating rapidly.