"What did you say?" Shan Tingye was startled, and immediately reacted, hung up the phone, and rushed out the door.

  No matter what, Bai Zheng is Xiao Meimei’s father. Even if he deserves to die, he can’t die in Shan Hanjie’s hands, otherwise he and Xiao Meimei will never be possible again.

  How could Xiao Meimei be with her son who killed her father and enemy...

  A trace of panic flashed across Shan Tingye's eyes, and Junyi's figure rushed out of the yard in the blink of an eye.

  A sports car parked on the side of the street. In front of the sports car, a row of bodyguards blocked the way.

  The door was opened, and Bai Zheng had been dragged out of the car by Shan Hanjie.

"boom--"

  Shan Hanjie hit Bai Zheng's face with a punch, and the coquettish Zitong exudes a terrifying light.

  Her hands fiercely grabbed his collar and gritted his teeth.

   "I knew you were so awkward. I should have made up two shots to get you to **** early!"

  Shan Hanjie said, hitting Bai Zheng's abdomen again and punching twice.

   flaunted his hostility, and acted completely ruthlessly, as if he was about to beat Bai Zheng alive.

  Bai was anxious to catch up with Xiao Meimei, but he did not bring any bodyguards. This is a private villa, Shan Hanjie’s site, surrounded by Shan’s bodyguards. Shan Hanjie really wanted his life, it was easy.

  "Dad!" Shan Tingye stepped forward, turning around to block in front of Bai.

  "He killed your child, do you want to save him?" Shan Hanjie raised his eyebrows and looked at the sudden emergence of Shan Tingye, sarcasm every word.

  "……"

   "Even if you don't care about your children, I will never let the one who took my grandson off!" Shan Hanjie gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand to push Shan Tingye away.

  Shan Tingye was pushed by him, stepped back and forth.

   Once again, he quickly stepped forward and pressed Shan Hanjie's arm.

   "Dad, I want to deal with this by myself."

  "How do you deal with it? If you can deal with it, you will not hide it from me, just let him go! What are you afraid of, isn't it because I am afraid that I will kill him!"

  Dan Hanjie's eyes flashed, and his lips opened coldly.

   looked at Bai Zheng's eyes, with killing intent.

   "Yes, I won't kill him, nor can I kill him!" Shan Tingye's faint lips opened, "He is Xiao Meimei's father. He can be frantic, but I can't be as cold-blooded as him."

   "Are you going to let him go like this?" Shan Han Jiezi's pupil narrowed, reflecting a gloomy light.

   "Dad could forgive grandpa for his mother, now, as I have encountered the same problem as you, let me solve it by myself." Shan Tingye raised his head and looked directly at Shan Hanjie's fierce gaze.

  The father and son stood face to face, with the same enchanting faces and the same Ling Ran aura, no one allowed anyone.

  After a while, Shan Hanjie constricted his eyes.

"Very well, your wings are hard, and you want autonomy. I will give it to you, but I tell you that it is my grandson who is gone for nothing. Don’t think that I let him off today and I won’t regret it tomorrow. You’d better Have the patience to protect him all the time!"

  Shan Hanjie turned around, looked at the Bao bodyguard next to him, and said coldly.

"go back!"

   "Yes!" A group of bodyguards followed Shan Hanjie and quickly disappeared in front of them.

On the big street, only Shan Tingye was left, and Bai Zheng, who was sitting on the ground and unable to get up.

  There are blood stains on the corners of his mouth and nostrils, and he looks shocked.

   The cheekbones are swollen.

  San Tingye stood indifferently, looking at his depressed figure condescendingly, without speaking, let alone helping him.