Although old lady Lin is over 100 years old, she is in good health.

The crutches she used were made of solid wood.

It's not so much to help walk as to show off.

Isn't she laotaijun in Pingshu's "Yang Jiajiang" just holding such a dragon's crutch and meeting the emperor when he goes to the golden palace, he doesn't have to do the courtesy of the monarch and his ministers?

Therefore, the crutch that old lady Lin smashed is quite powerful.

All of a sudden, he broke the back of Li NanFang's head.

"Ah

Jiang murmured and screamed, pulling his arm back.

Li Nanfang didn't move.

When old lady Lin angrily waved the dragon's head and crutches down, he could certainly hide, but he didn't.

He felt that it was not a big deal to be hit by an old lady of such an age. He thought it was to make her happy.

Although it does hurt.

Li NanFang's "filial piety" did not win the favor of Lin Laotai Sihao. Seeing that he still stooped and bowed his head and allowed himself to smash and never evade, he became even more angry. He simply grabbed the crutches with both hands and smashed with all his strength.

Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang.

More than ten times later, blood flowed from Li NanFang's chin.

He still didn't move.

He is using his practical actions to show the world that Li Nanfang is not the kind of person who does not distinguish good from bad.

Jiang Muran understood his idea, released his hand, fell to his knees with a plop, and begged old lady Lin not to beat him, so as not to damage your body.

"I listen to my good grandson. It's you, the coquettish fox, who seduced him and made him be bullied by the damned one. Go to hell. "

In her angry voice, Mrs. Lin raised her crutch and smashed it at Jiang Muran.

"No!"

The pony shrieked, pale with fright.

What does old lady Colin care about?

Bang a big bang, tap crutches, hard hit on a head.

Li NanFang's head.

In line with the principle of respecting the elderly, he can be willing to be beaten up by Mrs. Lin, but he does not want to be absolutely the victim and suffer such unfair treatment.

If Jiang Muran is also defeated by old lady Lin, Li Nanfang will doubt the "filial piety thought" instilled by his teacher's mother since childhood, which is an offence to his teacher's mother.

He didn't want to offend his teacher's mother, so he had to hold out his head "in time" when the dragon's crutch was about to hit Jiang Muran.

No matter how strong the body and bones are, where can a hundred year old man be?

Let her smash it vigorously, and it's just more than ten times. It's nothing.

Don't you see that the crutch that old lady Lin smashed on Li NanFang's head is at the end of the storm?

"Fight, fight, anyway, every time you hit me, I'll write it down on your good grandson's head and pay him back double."

You don't have to look at it at all. You can tell from what angle Mrs. Lin is going to hit Jiang Muran just by the news of her crutches. Li Nanfang will stick his head out in time and catch her crutches.

OK, what a weird scene.

A silver haired old lady, waving a red solid wood crutch, smashed a young man's head. There was a sexy young woman kneeling on the ground, holding a man's leg and crying. There were so many people at the scene, including handsome men, beautiful women and police, but they all looked straight at her.

No one spoke, no one to dissuade, are looking at this strange scene.

Blood, from the young man's chin, constantly dripping on the white floor tiles under his feet, like Chimonanthus praecox blossoming in the snow, red shocking.

Some people can't bear to look again, or look down, or look away.

Some people are full of thoughtful, re-examine Li Nanfang, a peddler and pawn.

There are also people, all over the face are eager to a crutch, Li Nanfang head smashed schadenfreude.

"Are you, are you all wood?"

Old lady Lin was out of breath. She put her crutch on Li NanFang's shoulder, turned back and yelled at Mrs. Lin angrily, "do you want to kill me? You come here and help me smash this damn head. Like rotten watermelon, there's a little integrity. Don't say it's my Lin family in the future! "

Old lady Lin is a typical woman who can take good care of her husband's family, but she doesn't care much about the foreign daughter-in-law, so she would rather scold Mrs. Lin than instruct Lin Kangbai's brother and sister.

To old lady Lin, Mrs. Lin is also very scared, flurried Oh sound, hands grabbed the dragon's head crutches.

Since old lady Lin clearly said that she was going to smash Li NanFang's head to pieces, even though Mrs. Lin was afraid of blood, she would listen to the elder's life and not smash Li NanFang's head out of her head.

Lin is too wrong.

Mrs. Lin is going to lose face.

After seeing Mrs. Lin raise the crutch of dragon head, Duan chuhuang and others think so.

They have deeply doubted whether the dignity of the aristocratic group, including the Lin family, is worth sparing no effort to maintain.

No matter whether Li Nanfang is right or wrong in beating Lin Kangbai, he has made a high-profile gesture that surprised all the aristocrats in front of old lady Lin. then he thinks that this is the real aristocratic demeanor.

Compared with him, the Lin family is more like those clowns without quality.

Li Nanfang is willing to be abused by old Lin because he respects her age, not because her surname is Lin!

Mrs. Kelin's age is worthy of Li NanFang's respect. Is she willing to be smashed in the head?

It's definitely not worth it.

Many people at the scene have already seen this simple truth, but Mrs. Lin still thinks that it is Li Nanfang who "thanks for his death" and went to battle in person, which is a shame.

Duan even saw Li Nanfang with blood on his face and a sneer on his lips.

He shook his head slightly, looked at Helan Fusu and nodded again.

Helan Fusu also nodded to show that he understood his meaning and expressed his gratitude.

Duan Chu Huang supported Helan Fusu and the Lin family to terminate their engagement.

With Dali Duan's core children, no matter what they support Helan Fusu, the possibility of success will be greatly improved.

"Go to hell!"

Mrs. Lin, holding the leading crutches high in both hands, gave out a scream as if it was coming, and hurled the crutches at the back of Li NanFang's head.

"South!"

In Jiang Muran's shrill cry, Li Nanfang, who was really fed up with it, finally started. No, he moved his feet.

Just like kicking a little girl, she stamped her foot on Mrs. Lin's belly.

"Ah

Mrs. Lin screamed. She flew back quickly and threw out her walking stick.

The people behind hurriedly get out of the way for fear that it will delay Mrs. Lin's landing.

With a bang, Mrs. Lin hit the ground heavily, followed the smooth floor tiles, sliding out of the distance.

"Ma!"

Lin Kangbai's brother and sister were shocked and rushed to help Mrs. Lin.

Old lady Lin was so furious that she cried out: "against, against your grandson! Dare to hit my Lin family in front of me

Jingle a, elevator face opened, there is a cold and gentle voice of women, spread: "in front of your face, hit you Lin people how?"

It's strange today. There are always people shining on the stage when the play is at its best.

First, vice president Wang, who just wants to faint, then comes crown prince Duan, then Mrs. Lin's mother and daughter, Mrs. Jing Hong, then Mrs. Lin, and now there's another woman.

Who is it?

Why do you dare to talk to old lady Lin with such an attitude?

Don't you know that old lady Lin is the shoulder of the noble group?

Jing Hongming's wife doesn't dare to offend. Why do you say that?

The big guys all looked at the elevator to see who it was.

Helan Fusu and Duan chuhuang don't need to look. They just listen to the voice to know who is coming.

Flower night God.

In the world, in addition to the seven star club owner Hua yeshen, no one can say such a dignified voice.

Her voice, with hoarse disease factor - is really seriously ill in the body.

If it wasn't for the situation that even the crown prince Duan, Mrs. Jinghong and others were unfair, she would never show up.

It's just, why did she say that?

Deaf people can also recognize that she is 100% on Li NanFang's side and is going against the Lin family.

What is the relationship between her and Li Nanfang?

When Duan Chu Huang and others thought of it, Li Mu Chen, who was standing in the crowd, frowned slightly.

"Who are you?"

Old lady Lin, who is so old, can turn around suddenly, with a pair of turbid eyes, staring at the flower night God coming out of the elevator.

Flower night God is helped out by white secretary, the footstep is frivolous.

At the first sight of her, Helan Fusu felt pain in her heart.

She has been pursuing him for so many years. If it is not because she is a night tiger, she is not suitable to marry the Helan family. Helan Fusu is stupid and will refuse her courtship.

He is not hard hearted, so after seeing the flower night God who used to be extremely dignified and bright, like a peony pattern, and now his face is actually haggard like a remnant willow in early winter, can he not feel sad?

If he wasn't familiar with the voice of Shenjie, he lanfusu would never believe that a woman in a black short sleeve Qipao, like a scarecrow blown away by the wind at any time, would be a flower night God who looks back and smiles.

Just, even if he loves again, so what?

Every woman can only be distressed by one man.

And he is not the man.

Therefore, he had to look at her in surprise, just like the crown prince Duan, and then he moved his eyes.

"I'm flower night God, the owner of Seven Star Club."

Flower night God lightly said, gently broke away the white secretary's support, slightly bent over the crowd, sorry to say: "sorry, Seven Star Club happened this kind of thing, is my responsibility. Here, I apologize to you. "

In addition to old lady Lin, Li Nanfang and a limited number of other people, no one dares to hold big in front of huayeshen, and they all return gifts, saying it's OK.

"Hum."

Old lady Lin is used to taking the lead crutches when she is humming, but the crutches have been thrown away by Mrs. Lin, which makes her lose the props to cooperate with, and her dignity is greatly reduced. She is even more upset: "you are the boss of the Seven Star Club, what can you do if you are the God of night? Just in front of me, touch a hair of my Lin family, try! "

"Old lady, I won't touch your Lin family."

Flower night God smiles.

Even in serious illness, haggard is not like, but flower night God's smile, still like snow, as beautiful and moving.

"Ha ha, I dare you."

Old Lin was too cold to laugh. Hua yeshen turned around and told the section chief of internal security, with a cold voice: "section chief Niu, break Lin Kangbai's right leg for me and throw it out of the Seven Star Club."

"What?"

Niu section chief muddled force, subconsciously blurted out to ask.

Not only is he ignorant, but also others are not like this?

You said just now that you would not touch a hair of the Lin family.

But now he ordered the section chief to break Lin Kangbai's right leg and throw it out of the club.

It's not moving his hair - Oh, I see. You can break his right leg without moving a hair of Lin Da Shao!