Mr. Fu's Bai Yueguang is not good

Yang Chao rubbed the little girl's hair, and the hair that was originally good was loosened by him just like that. He showed his big white teeth with a smile, "Yes, children grow up fast, you will be so big in a blink of an eye."

The little girl's personality followed her mother's, and she was not afraid of life. The chubby pointed at Ji Fanfan and shouted happily: "Brother~"

Yang Chao patted her hand and corrected, "It's uncle."

The little girl pursed her mouth, and shouted again in disapproval, "Brother~"

The sound of a child with a milky voice made people's hearts soften. Ji Fanfan smiled warmly seeing such a cute child.

He especially envied their small family, a family of three, happy and harmonious.

Fu Zechuan supported the side of his face with his hands, his attention was always on Ji Fanfan, and he naturally saw the hope that seemed to be shining in his eyes.

He had an illusion that if Ji Fanfan was a woman, they would have their own children by now, so his eyes couldn't help falling on Ji Fanfan's flat belly.

But then Fu Zechuan was taken aback by his absurd thoughts again, he moved his eyes uncomfortably, but quietly squeezed Ji Fanfan's with his hand under the table.

Ji Fanfan looked down at Fu Zechuan wrapping his hands in his palms. His hands were warm and warm, as if comforting him.

He turned his head to look at Fu Zechuan again, but saw that he propped his chin and lowered his eyes, wondering what he was thinking.

No matter what, Ji Fanfan was moved by his careful actions, and his heart was as sweet as honey.

He moved his hands quietly, and interlocked fingers with Fu Zechuan.

Fu Zechuan didn't turn his head to look at him, but the corners of his straight mouth curved up a little in pleasure.

Everything is so warm and beautiful, good friends are by his side, and his partner who wants to spend his life with him is also by his side. At this moment, Ji Fanfan feels very happy, so happy that it is real.

Until a roar mixed with monstrous hatred completely broke this happy scene——

"Ji Fanfan!!!"

Accompanied by this sudden sound, there was also rushing water.

The chaotic water continuously gathered to Ji Fanfan's chin and dripped down.

Everyone was shocked by this sudden scene, and they couldn't react for a while.

The little girl in Yang Chao's arms was frightened by this scene, and cried out with a "wow" in fear.

Amidst the crying, a fist packed with great strength swung towards Ji Fanfan's face without hesitation.

"Snapped"!

The fist that broke through the wind failed to land on Ji Fanfan's face in the end. Fu Zechuan's face was covered with ice, and he grabbed the hand that attacked Ji Fanfan with such strength that he almost crushed it.

Zhao Fengying came to her senses, and nervously walked around the table to look at Ji Fanfan, "Fanfan, are you okay?!"

Ji Fanfan's face was covered with water, even the bangs on his forehead were wet. He wiped his face with his sleeve, and smiled reassuringly at the anxious Zhao Fengying, "It's okay, it's not boiling water."

Zhao Fengying's heart twitched when she heard the words. She looked at Ji Fanfan distressedly, thinking sadly why his first reaction was not to be angry that others poured water on him for no reason, but to rejoice that the water was not boiling water... She who has always been bright and strong at this moment The eye circles suddenly turned red.

Zhao Fengying turned her head abruptly, tears were still shining in her eyes, but she raised her hand and slapped the person who splashed Ji Fanfan water hard!

"Are you sick!!"

The whole hot pot restaurant suddenly resounded with Zhao Fengying's roar.

The person splashing water was wearing waiter's clothes and was holding an aluminum tray in his hand. Zhao Fengying slapped him so that his whole head turned away.

The man used his tongue to support the burning and throbbing cheeks, his eyes were dark and unwilling, and he swung the tray in his hand to hit Zhao Fengying's head, "Stinky bitch!"

Ji Fanfan's pupils constricted when he saw the scene, and subconsciously stood up to protect Zhao Fengying.

At the same time, Yang Chao kicked the neurotic calf. The kicked man's body was tilted, and his hands lost their aim and strength. The tray hit the table heavily, and the huge impact made the entire tray dented. More than half of it fell, and the man fell unsteadily on the edge of the opposite table.

The waiter didn't give up after falling for a while. After stabilizing his body, he grabbed the stainless steel spoon used to stir the soup base on the back table, swung his hand fiercely, and was about to smash it in Ji Fanfan's direction again.

In the light of the calcium carbide fire, Fu Zechuan stood in front of Ji Fanfan and took the blow with his back, but he didn't even twitch his brows, turned around and kicked the waiter in the abdomen.

The waiter felt that his internal organs were almost displaced by his kick, and he almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

However, before he clutched his stomach and wailed, he received another solid punch on the left cheek.

The strength of this punch is not comparable to that of Zhao Fengying's slap just now. He can even hear the creaking sound of cheek bones shifting, and strongly feel the looseness of the teeth on the gums. I'm afraid it will inevitably become a big tongue at this moment.

The waiter bowed in pain, but his eyes were still staring at Ji Fanfan's direction viciously. The resentment contained in those eyes, I don't know, I thought they had some deep hatred.

At this moment, Yang Chao finally recognized who this person was, and he roared with itchy gums, "Boss Hei!!!"

Just hearing these three words made Ji Fanfan's body tremble uncontrollably, he didn't even have the courage to turn his head back, the blood on his face faded completely at this moment, turning pale as paper.

Yang Chao rushed up angrily, pressed Boss Hei and beat him on the head. After the beating, he grabbed his collar, lifted his neck vigorously, and asked loudly: "You fucking Sulfuric acid is not enough, what else do you want to do now?"

The word "sulfuric acid" was like a meteorite hitting Fu Zechuan's heart lake heavily, setting off a huge wave.

His voice was clearly calm, but there was a trace of coldness that could freeze into the bone marrow, "So you were the one who threw the sulfuric acid." When he said the last word, he was gnashing his teeth even with all his might. of.

Hei Boss was beaten until the corner of his mouth was bleeding, but he still yelled unwillingly: "Ji Fanfan, you are not a fucking thing! You said you let us go, but you retaliated against us even more after a few years! I am reduced to this This appearance is all thanks to you! Ji Fanfan, you must die!"

Yang Chao heard him swearing, raised his hand and punched him in the face again, "I'll make you talk nonsense! I won't let your dog spit out ivory!"

Boss Hei laughed back angrily, staring at them with a maniacal expression, "I should have killed you all if I knew it earlier, it would be too cheap for you to pour sulfuric acid on you!!"

"Oh? Really?" Fu Zechuan clenched his knuckles with his hands hanging by his sides, and the glaring scar on Ji Fanfan's shoulder blade in front of him was even more lingering. He calmly said something that made people shudder , "Then why don't you try the taste of sulfuric acid too."

Everyone was taken aback when they heard his cold tone. Before they could react, they saw Fu Zechuan waved his hands behind him, and said lightly——

"Drag out."

As soon as the words were finished, a tall and muscular man suddenly stood up two tables behind them and walked straight towards this side.

Then, under everyone's shocked eyes, the tall man stuffed a piece of cloth strip into Boss Hei's mouth to block his mouth, and then carried him to the hot pot restaurant like a chicken.

The man didn't have half a punctuation exchange with Fu Zechuan, not even a glance, but everyone knew that this man was following Fu Zechuan's orders.

Yang Chao swallowed silently, looking at Fu Zechuan with deep fear in his eyes, he couldn't help pulling Zhao Fengying over, protecting her and her daughter behind him, keeping an absolute safe distance from Fu Zechuan.

Seeing this situation, the owner of the hotpot restaurant didn't dare to go forward to explain rashly, and huddled in the crowd in fear to seek a sense of security.

Fu Zechuan glanced at the retreating crowd with extremely light eyes, held Ji Fanfan who was still trembling in his arms, and without a word of extraneous words, he led him out of the hot pot restaurant.

Zhao Fengying was the first to react. She patted Yang Chao on the shoulder hard, glared at him angrily, and followed Fu Zechuan's footsteps.

As soon as she chased her out, Yang Chao was like waking up from a dream. He slapped himself suddenly, picked up his daughter and chased after her.

The remaining people in the hotpot restaurant looked at each other, not understanding what happened. The owner of the hotpot restaurant was trembling even more, begging grandpa to sue grandma, hoping that they would not come to him for compensation, after all, he recruited the crazy waiter.

He really regrets it now. If he had known that the applicant yesterday was such a psychopath, he would not have admitted him if he killed him!

And as soon as he thought that the psychopath was dragged out in the end, he began to pray for the blessing of God and Buddha. Just now, that cold-faced, unknown holy man should not come to trouble him, a commoner with a flat head.

Seeing that Ji Fanfan's expression was not right, Zhao Fengying asked Fu Zechuan to help him go home to rest for a while.

In the simply decorated room, Ji Fanfan was seated on the sofa, holding the water handed over by Zhao Fengying tightly with both hands, but his body was still convulsing uncontrollably, and the water in his hand was still rippling. She smiled and said in a trembling voice: "Sister Ying, don't worry, I'm just, just, a conditioned reflex of my body, it's just a rest, and I'll be fine."

Zhao Fengying choked with sobs and looked away, sadly unable to bear to look at his pretendingly strong face again.

Fu Zechuan propped his hands on the safety railing of the balcony. At this moment, he really wanted to numb his nerves by smoking or drinking, but unfortunately there was none here.

He gazed into the distance calmly, with deep and terrifying emotions hidden in his dark eyes, "You seem to have kept some things from me."

Yang Chao's body trembled almost invisibly, and he lowered his breath, feeling very confused, "I'm sorry..."?