The humble villain

"Why don't you admit your mistake to your uncle?"

I recognize your mother. The young man didn’t cry after being beaten for so long, but now he is really about to cry out of anger.

Is Lin Fan the young master, or is he the young master?

“Swoosh~~~~~~”

Just when the young man was feeling aggrieved, a sound of breaking wind came towards him.

Lin Fan kicked him on the mouth.

This kick caused all the young man's silver teeth to fall out, and just when he was about to spit them out.

Lin Fan stepped on his mouth.

The young man's eyes widened with anger. He swallowed the broken tooth forcefully, nearly suffocating to death.

However, some things are easy to swallow but not necessarily easy to defecate.

Of course, this is not something Lin Fan can consider.

After all, he is only responsible for shipping and does not provide after-sales service.

"You don't have to call me uncle, is that still uncertain?"

"I don't want to listen to him. His mouth stinks."

The young man looked at Lin Fan with resentment.

Do you really think he's easy to bully? He still has a second grandfather.

Just wait, Lin Fan. If I don’t die today, I will make you suffer someday.

And that idiot Zhang Tu, just wait! You will all die.

"Lin Fan, that's enough!"

At this moment, Zhang Tu finally couldn't bear it anymore and hurried forward to comfort him:

If Lin Fan fought like this, even if he didn't kill him he would at least make him stupid.

To be honest, he really regretted bringing the little ancestor to see Lin Fan.

That's too much of a fool.

I had clearly reminded him repeatedly on the way here that Lin Fan was not someone to be trifled with and that we should be respectful to him.

Just want to show off.

It's okay to be a little crazy at ordinary times. But you go to Lin Fan to show off, who is Lin Fan, can he tolerate you?

Lin Fan glanced at Zhang Tu, then slowly raised his foot and said:

"Okay, today I'll let him go for your sake."

"But? Doesn't he want property?"

"I'll take him to get it now."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Fan grabbed the young man's long hair, faced Fang Qing's tablet, and knocked it hard on the floor three times.

Then he dragged the young man away as if he was dragging a dead dog.

Zhang Tu saw this and immediately called out from behind Lin Fan:

"It's too late tonight, why don't you let the young master recover from his injuries first!"

"unuseful."

When Zhang Tu heard Lin Fan say this, he could only hurry to catch up.

He was really considering Lin Fan this time. After all, the young man was the only descendant of Fang Qing's lineage.

After being beaten into such a state, if he goes to see Fang Ming, the relationship between Lin Fan and him might become hostile.

If this incident really ruined the plan of revenge for Fang Qing, the young man would not regret dying a thousand times.

Soon, Lin Fan appeared outside Fang Ming's residence.

"Open the door, I want to see my second uncle."

Seeing Lin Fan like this, the two guards quickly opened the door.

Until Lin Fan's figure completely disappeared.

The two guards then looked at each other.

Come on, this gentleman doesn't even want to pretend now. As for the notification, screw him!

Whoever wants to report can report.

The last time Lin Fan killed so many people, the head of the family didn't even give an explanation.

If you don't report it, at most you'll get punished later, but if you make Lin Fan unhappy, it could be fatal.

Lin Fan walked to the outside of a house and threw the young man aside.

He bowed and shouted:

"My nephew Lin Fan, I have something important to discuss with my uncle."

The loud noise frightened Fang Ming.

Am I hallucinating? Why do I seem to hear Lin Fan's voice in the middle of the night?

Fang Ming hurriedly went outside to investigate, and this investigation instantly shocked Fang Ming.

Look at you, what are these guards doing? They didn’t even bother to inform you that this person is coming.

This little beast, why is he not sleeping so late at night and running outside my house?

Just as Fang Ming was thinking, the voice outside the house sounded again.

"My nephew Lin Fan, I have something important to discuss with my uncle."

"I heard you, come in!"

His mother's cry was like a death urge, so Fang Ming quickly put on a robe and walked to the reception room.

We have to hurry up! Fang Ming was afraid that Lin Fan would tear down his house.

Damn it, he comes here to practice and sleep. This mansion of mine is almost becoming Lin Fan’s back garden.

As soon as Fang Ming walked into the reception room, he saw Lin Fan sitting beside him.

Just as Lin Fan was about to stand up and salute, Fang Ming waved his hand and signaled him to just sit down.

Fang Ming slowly sat down on the main seat, and then asked:

"Fan'er, what's so urgent? Why do we have to talk now? Can't we wait until tomorrow?"

Lin Fan heard the dissatisfaction in Fang Ming's words.

It's okay, you'll get used to it if you're dissatisfied. Fang Qing also went through this.

"Uncle, does my foster father have any direct relatives still alive?"

"Or, are there any illegitimate children or something like that?"

Why are you waking me up in the middle of the night just to ask this?

Fang Ming glared at Lin Fan fiercely.

Go to hell with your immediate family members who are still alive. I’m a big living person sitting here, can’t you see it?

Fang Ming naturally knew what Lin Fan meant, although he didn't understand why Lin Fan asked that.

But he still said firmly:

"No, absolutely not."

"Our family is not a small family. If we really have a child, we can just bring him back home. Why would we let him live outside?"

Lin Fan knew whether Fang Ming was being arrogant.

For such a powerful family, if they really have an illegitimate child, they will usually choose to take the child back.

If they have decent talent, they will be nurtured vigorously. If they are too unworthy, they will be sent away with some rewards.

It is better to let it rot at home than to let it wander around and be embarrassed.

Then, Lin Fan said something that made Fang Ming drop his jaw in shock.

"Someone came to your house today and said that your foster father still has a grandson who is still alive."

"Lin Fan has already seen the person."

"There is an 80% chance that this is true."

"But this is a serious matter, Lin Fan dare not make a decision on his own, so he has to bring it to Second Uncle to determine its authenticity."

"Where is this person? Bring him to meet Uncle Er as soon as possible."

Lin Fan heard Fang Ming's words and shouted to the outside:

"Come in, everyone!"

Soon, Zhang the butcher came in with the young man.

When Fang Ming saw Zhang Tu covered in a black robe, he rushed forward and hugged him in his arms.

He said excitedly:

"Are you my eldest brother's grandson?"

"That's great. With a grandson like you here, if my elder brother knew, he would be very happy in his grave."

Seeing that Zhang Tu didn't say anything, Fang Ming patted him twice and said with a smile:

"You're such a shy boy."

"I am your second grandfather. Don't worry, with your second grandfather around, no one will dare to bully you."

"My dear grandson, please call me grandpa and make me happy."

This scene made Zhang Tu freeze in place, and so did the arrogant young man.

I am shy of your mother! Your whole family are grandchildren.

Zhang Tu was really ashamed at this moment.

After all, he is over a hundred years old, but sometimes people call him grandson, and sometimes they ask him to call him grandpa.

Does this sound like a word?