Chapter 662

"Dad, you're here at last." Zhang Yang saw his father Zhang Heming, and his blood was boiling with excitement.

"Zhang Yang, how can you be like this?" Zhang Heming is deeply distressed to see his son Zhang Yang's face full of injuries.

They breathed out and breathed in.

Zhang Yang's screams, let people return to God.

"Ah..." Zhang Yang's painful scream broke the silence.

And then.

It's scary.

Quiet.

It's completely beyond the limits of their thinking.

It's incredible.

Even if, just now, they saw Lin Fei beating Zhang Yang in front of Zhang Heming, they still couldn't believe it.

I can't believe it.

Their brains are blank.

And the other people present, they are like petrified general Leng in place, motionless.

What a terrible tramp!

Lin Fei actually injured Zhang Yang in front of Zhang Yang's father, Zhang Heming and others.

He can't believe his eyes!

Chen Qinglong's body kept shaking, and his two eyes were about to explode.

The sound of blood dripping on the ground was clearly introduced into all ears.

Dada

Zhang Yang's head was bleeding and dripping on the ground.

Suddenly.

Bang!

Lin Fei hides the teacup in Zhang Yang's hand and smashes it on Zhang Yang's head.

This is the moment.

However.

He picked up a teacup on the table and was about to smash Lin Fei's head.

As a result, he became more arrogant.

Seeing that Lin Fei didn't speak, Zhang Yang thought Lin Fei was afraid.

Lin Fei is silent. He looks at Zhang Yang with great interest.

……

"I finally want to understand why this boy dares to play Zhang Yang again and again. It is because the boy has a problem with his brain. Otherwise, how could he play Zhangyang again and again?"

"The brain is a good thing, but he doesn't have it."

"Is this boy in a hurry to reincarnate! So, for the moment, he's still eating? "

For a moment, their voices of whispering began to ring.

In the living room, those people watching the excitement, they looked at Lin Fei like a fool.

He's so fearless.

He relies on his father Zhang Heming and the people his father Zhang Heming brought over.

"Son of a bitch, you're still in the mood to eat. I've convinced you." Zhang Yang swears.

He ran to Lin Fei in front of him.

At this time, Zhang Yang has not seen the expression on his father Zhang Heming's face.

However.

Therefore, he naturally knew Lin Fei.

Zeng Jin met Lin Fei at a party held by Tengda company.

He's all dead.

When he saw Lin Fei's face clearly.

It's just.

"Damn asshole, I want you to die." Zhang Heming looks at the direction his son Zhang Yang points to. He swears.

"Dad, he beat me up like this." Zhang Yang quickly stretched out a hand, pointing to Lin Fei, staring at Lin Fei with incomparable resentment and roaring.

At this moment, he wanted to bring his son Zhang Yang to pieces.

At the same time, the hatred in his heart is just like the surging river, which is hard to describe and count.

Only in this way can they not faint from suffocation.

Cold sweat drips down their cheeks like money.

"Son of a bitch, I'm going to kill you." Zhang Yang suddenly raised his head and stared at Lin Fei like a knife. He growled bitterly.