Thousands of vests, big guys lose them every day

Fu Yanzhou said calmly: "Dad, this is between me and Gus. Don't interfere."

The feud has been going on for too long, and maybe it should have been resolved long ago.

Fu Ming frowned: "Ayan."

He knew that this whip was no ordinary whip, with dense thorns on it.

One whip will tear open the skin and flesh, let alone thirty whips.

If this continues, he will be dead.

"Grandpa, are you out of your mind?"

"Okay."

Two voices sounded at the same time.

Fu Congzhi was about to stand up and argue with Gus, but was suppressed by Fu Yanzhou.

Fu Congzhi turned to look at him, his eyes widened: "Fu Yanzhou, he is going to beat you to death."

Fu Yanzhou didn't care, fiddling with his clothes in his hands: "It doesn't matter."

Gus chuckled and ordered the person next to him: "Bring the things up."

He raised his eyes and looked at the eldest son Fu on the side: "Boss, come here."

Fu Heng, whose name was called, stepped forward and faced Fu Yanzhou.

"please."

Fu Yanzhou stood up, walked to the middle of the hall, and threw his coat to Fu Congzhi.

He couldn't let Shu Shu see what was wrong.

The man was tall and straight, and very calm.

Gus looked at him coldly: "Thirty lashes, and you will have nothing to do with the Fu family from now on."

Soon the man brought the whip over.

Everyone gasped when they saw it.

The fine thorns on this whip make people's hair stand on end.

As long as the whip hits the body, the thorns will pierce into the flesh and hurt to the bone marrow.

Fu Heng held the whip and stood behind Fu Yanzhou with an expressionless expression.

But inside I was extremely proud.

This man can finally take a good rest today.

Who doesn't know what the old man is thinking.

Fu Yanzhou must either be used by him or die.

I'm afraid this whip has been tampered with by him a long time ago.

Maybe Fu Yanzhou could get through it normally, but today he would definitely die.

Fu Yanzhou said in a low voice: "Let's get started."

A sneer appeared at the corner of Fu Heng's lips, and he raised the whip in his hand.

The sound of the whip cutting through flesh reached the ears of those present.

A bloodstain instantly appeared on Fu Yanzhou's shirt.

He still had a calm expression.

The second whip.

The third whip.

His whole shirt was stained red.

The smell of blood filled the room.

Fu Heng still didn't stop, as if he wanted to vent all his grievances against Fu Yanzhou.

……

Outside Fu's house, many bodyguards were patrolling.

Today is an important day, so of course they have to pay attention.

It was dark, and they did not dare to relax and nervously observed the surrounding environment.

A black car appeared in their sight, and the next moment it broke through the iron gate and drove towards them.

Several bodyguards stepped forward to stop him.

The car drove directly through the iron gate and continued to move forward, ignoring them.

Shen Chengran, who was in the car, was holding on to the armrest as if he didn't dare to show his dignity.

"Sister Shu, someone is killed, please stop the car quickly."

Lin Shu turned a deaf ear and continued to drive forward, passing the number of cars and driving all the way to the entrance of the hall.

……

There was the sound of a sudden brake at the door, and before anyone could react, the door was kicked open.

Everyone turned their attention to the door without knowing why.

No one expected that Fu Heng's hand would be shot by a bullet.

Before he could react, the whip fell to the ground.

There is an extra hole in my hand.

A scream came out the next second.

Gus narrowed his eyes and breathed heavily: "Stop her quickly."

He didn't expect Shu Yan to come so quickly. Nan Qingyun was such a waste for not leaving such a key person in Huaicheng.

Song Wenjing and Nan Xiu had long been stunned.

Sister Shu/Ms. Lin is so brave, her driving skills are amazing and awesome.

Shen Cheng was not in the mood to discuss these things with them. After getting out of the car, he squatted next to the trash can and vomited.

Song Wenjing gave him a piece of paper with some disgust: "Is it so scary?"

Shen Chengran rolled his eyes at him: "The flight takes three hours, but Sister Shu came here in one hour and seven minutes. What do you think?"

Song Wenjing/Nan Xiu: "..."

horrible.

……

After hearing the order from their family members, the bodyguards rushed to the front. Looking at the angry girl in front of them, they all backed away in fear.

The man had a gun in his hand.

They are bodyguards, not death squads.

The old lady frowned: "Why is this girl here?"

Fu Ming pursed his lips: "Just tell me how could she leave Fu Yanzhou alone in this wolf den and come to pick up Ayan."

The corner of the old lady's mouth twitched: "What's the difference between her coming to pick someone up and making trouble?"

At the same time, several more cars stopped at the door, occupying the entire yard.

The men and women got out of the car and locked their eyes on the girl wearing black and purple clothes in the hall.

Everyone respectfully knelt down at the door and shouted in unison: "Lord."

Full of momentum.

Looking at the people at the door, everyone in the room was dumbfounded.

What is Lin Shu's background?

These people are late sacrificers.

To be able to serve Lin Shu willingly, I'm afraid Lin Shu is not as simple as they thought.

There was ice in Lin Shu's eyes that could not be melted away: "Go and dig three feet into the ground today to find out the Fu family's genealogy."

"Yes."

It disappeared for a while.

Lin Shu turned around and saw Fu Yanzhou, her eyebrows and eyes were filled with coldness, and she couldn't control the anger in her body.

He raised his eyes and looked at the man sitting on the throne, and his voice was cold and terrifying: "Gus, I didn't let the king call you back because I wanted to give you face. Is this how you repay me?"

Gus became increasingly uneasy and said in a very bad tone: "Eldest Princess, this is the Fu family's business..."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Shu shot him directly in the abdomen, causing blood to drip instantly.

"Womanly!"

"Sister Shu."

"Girl Lin."

Several voices sounded at the same time.

Lin Shu didn't pay much attention. She walked beside Fu Yanzhou and saw the injury on his back. Her brows were furrowed, her eyes were gloomy and scary, and the violent aura on her body made people panic.

At this moment, all she could think about was that Fu Yanzhou was injured, so seriously.

These people are so damned.

She wanted to kill someone.

Lin Shu held her breath and raised her eyes to look at him, her breathing was disordered and her eyes were impatient.

He stood upright, his face was pale, and there was blood on his face.

Fu Yanzhou smiled lightly, but blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

He whispered: "Shu Shu, why didn't you wait for me to go home?"

Lin Shu couldn't hear his words clearly and moved closer.

He moved his lips but didn't say a word.

Fu Yanzhou pinched her face: "Shu Shu, don't be sad."

Only then did Lin Shu react. Her heart ached, her hands were trembling, and she almost couldn't hold the gun steady.

Her eyes were full of blood, but she didn't shed a single tear.

There are injuries all over his body and he is in great pain...

His eyes were filled with anger that could not be calmed down.

He took a deep breath and turned to look at Fu Congzhi: "Who hit him and how many times."

Fu Conzhi stood up tremblingly, handed the coat to Lin Shu, and said solemnly: "Fu Heng gave me the blows, the old man said, 22 blows."

Everything is said in detail, word for word.

Lin Shu's eyes were red, and the redness under her eyes was even worse, so Fu Congzhi pulled Fu Yanzhou.

He walked forward, picked up the whip on the ground, and shook it: "Come in."

The three people at the door walked in and swallowed involuntarily when they saw the blood on the floor.