Yang Junkun sat in his chair and looked at the 108 private room from a distance. The people in the private room were talking and laughing, as if he were a mole ant, which was forgotten in an instant.

Yang Junkun's eyes are more and more resentful. What is his identity? The heir of the Great Yang family is also a famous figure in J province. Don't mention that he has such an identity. Even ordinary people can't break their legs so easily without the person in charge. The other party is too crazy.

Yang Junkun grinned and said, "no matter who you are, you can't get out of the H city."

At the top of Tianmao building, Yang Xiong sat in his office chair and just finished reading a document. He rubbed the temples on both sides. He was old and put more and more things to Yang Junkun. Moreover, his son was really the dragon among people and showed excellent talent in dealing with the affairs of the company.

"Ding Ling!" the mobile phone on the table rang, which made Yang Xiong's eyebrows wrinkle gently. When he was dealing with his business, he hated being interrupted by others. Generally, even his family would call his secretary first, and then the secretary would inform him in his spare time.

Unless it's urgent

Yang Xiong picked up the phone. Yang Junkun's venomous voice came over the phone: "Dad, I've been broken."

In a word, Yang Xiong's anger erupted instantly as if he had lit an explosive barrel.

"Location, people." Yang Xiong asked very simply and calmly. Only those who are familiar with him know that the more angry he is, the more angry he is. He just didn't break his head by anger. Yang Xiong also asked each other's identity.

Yang Xiong said, "it's the star wind chime and his little white face, as well as some friends of little white face, but they can fight very well. We're in the four seasons farmyard in the suburbs."

"I see." Yang Xiong hung up the phone after saying that, and his eyes were filled with shocking murderous spirit.

This is not only a provocation, but also a disgrace to the Yang family. It doesn't matter how the process is. What matters is that the other party is only a star and dares to ask someone to break the legs of the heirs of the Yang family. Yang Xiong can't give up such a thing.

Picking up the phone on his desk, Yang Xiong first called the security experience: "call the security department, and everyone will gather downstairs."

The worst security personnel of Yang's group are veterans. With good treatment, Yang's family is behind them. As long as Yang Xiong gives an order, there are no people they dare not beat.

When the security manager heard Yang Xiong's tone, he said to execute it immediately.

After hanging up, Yang Xiong made a call with his mobile phone. This is the phone of a squadron leader of the Provincial Armed Police Corps. The squadron leader is Yang Xiong's friend for many years. In order to maintain such a "friendship", Yang Xiong has not given less benefits for many years.

"Lao Yang, I have some leisure time to find my phone call. It's an honor." the other side received Yang Xiong's phone call and laughed.

Yang Xiong said in a deep voice, "ancient team, I'll make a long story short. My son's leg was broken."

The other party seemed surprised: "your son, Junkun?"

Yang Xiong said, "good."

Captain Gu said, "what's the source of the other party?"

Yang Xiong said: "the star wind chime and his lover, but they can fight very well."

Hearing the identity of the other party, Captain Gu was relieved and said, "you can just hand it over to the police station."

Yang Xiong said coldly, "I don't want them to be locked in. I want them to come to me. I want my own revenge. Your means are too gentle."

Captain Gu frowned and said, "this thing is a little out of line."

Knowing that he was embarrassed, Yang Xiong continued, "when it's done, I'll give you five million."

Captain Gu smiled gently: "we are old friends. We talk about money. Don't worry. I'll send four armed police to catch people. Come and accept them. Where are you going?"

"Siji farmyard, the one you said was delicious." Yang Xiong hung up the phone, then picked up the windbreaker hanging on the hanger and walked out of the door of the office. At the door, four young people immediately followed and silently followed behind Yang Xiong.

A team of motorcade drove out from Yang's group. A Bentley opened the way in front and a van behind. It was full of security personnel in civilian clothes.

In the farmyard, Yang Junkun sat in a chair with a grim face. Next to him, his friend whispered comfort.

Many spectators still didn't leave and looked at Yang Junkun from a distance. They knew that since Yang Junkun still stayed here, things would not stop.

Yang Xiong's motorcade stopped outside the farmyard, and then saw that Captain Gu's deputy was leading the four armed police to drive the police car. The Deputy nodded to Yang Xiong, and then ran into the farmyard with the four armed police.

"Dada!" the army boots stepped on the marble floor, and there was a neat and loud footsteps, which quieted the noisy farmyard hall.

Countless people looked up and saw five armed police forces in police uniforms, helmets and charging hands rush into the farmyard. The black muzzle of the gun made many people subconsciously step back.

"It's really Yang Dashao. He directly mobilized the armed police."

"Those young people are too overconfident. The people who beat Yang's family don't go quickly. They can't go now."

"Yang's revenge is really fast and cruel. I don't know if those people are still alive."

"If you dare to break Yang Dashao's leg, I think it's Xuan. I'm afraid they'll kill him silently."

Yang Junkun also listened to these comments and subconsciously felt that something was wrong, but he still couldn't tell what was wrong. Then he was attracted by the five armed police officers. His eyes moved with their footsteps, watched them trot into the 108 private room, and then kicked open the door of the 108 private room.

When the door opened, Yang Junkun saw Zhao Dong standing straight at the door. The cut on his leg had stopped bleeding. At this time, Zhao Dong, with his hands pinned behind him, stood as straight as a pine.

Yang Junkun sneered. According to Zheng Gang's previous report, this person is just the younger brother of others and the most humble person. He was the one who beat up the boss just now. Yang Junkun plans to get him back later and cripple his limbs first.

After kicking the door open, the armed police soldiers immediately pointed their grab at the private room and shouted, "don't move, raise your hands."

All the people watching are shaking their heads and sighing. The secret way is that it's over. I'm afraid I won't see the next good play.

However, the next moment, everyone felt that his eyes were dazzled. When Zhao Dong saw the armed police soldiers, he didn't panic, but showed a strange smile.

The four armed police soldiers quickly received their guns, stamped their feet neatly with a "pa", stood upright and gave a solemn military salute to Zhao Dong.