"Crack-"

Nan Zelin unfastened his seat belt, pressed the peaked cap on his head, and walked over with a small face.

"cousin."

He stared at the middle-aged man in front of him with an unpleasant expression. At a young age, the momentum that lingered around him was quite strong.

"Um."

Yan Zhixu agreed, raised his baseball bat to avoid the fatal point, and slammed it down on the opponent's body.

"Ahhh-"

A stick fell, and a pig-like scream sounded on the empty construction site.

She dropped the baseball bat in her hand, clasped his hands from behind and pressed him hard, and he fell to his knees with a thud.

The red lips slightly opened, "Little dumpling, this person is following us, what do you think should be done?"

As soon as the words fell, Nan Zelin picked up the baseball bat on the ground and approached the middle-aged man.

The corners of his mouth were wide open, revealing a bright and innocent smile, his eyes were crystal clear, his face was innocent, simple and ignorant of the world.

Looking at the man who was caught and kneeling on the ground, "My father taught me that this man must either do things ruthlessly, or endure a step back and see the world."

Nan Zelin tapped the middle-aged man on the head with a baseball bat, "But I don't like to endure very much."

Hearing this, the man's eyes widened.

I thought that these two people would press him to ask who sent him, but he never expected that they would be tough as soon as they came up.

"Ah."

Nan Zelin sneered, raised his baseball bat and hit the opponent's arm.

"boom--"

"boom--"

After a few sticks fell, his arm felt numb and painful, and a shrill cry came out of his mouth.

The man was beaten hard, and he struggled hard, staring at Nan Zelin, wishing that this little devil would be skinned and cramped.

Nan Zelin was tired and dropped the baseball bat in his hand. Yan Zhixu gathered up his strength and removed his arm with a thud.

She stepped on the back of his hand, crushed it hard, and said in a kind and kind tone, "Uncle, have you considered talking now?"

The middle-aged man who had been beaten up lay on the ground where the cement had not yet been hit, inhaling mouthfuls of mud, and his bones almost fell apart in pain.

The two of them are the same ruthless, regardless of age, that is the ruthlessness brought from the bones.

There was a cry in his voice, "Ancestor, little auntie, don't fight, don't fight, I said, I said everything is not enough..."

I thought it was an ordinary mission, but where the **** did I expect to meet these two evil spirits?

"Yes... it was my wife who asked me to follow Young Master Nan... She said she was looking for an opportunity to take him to the imperial capital to meet her."

Hearing the man's words, Nan Zelin knew that the man's goal was him, but he implicated his cousin. The originally clear eyes were stained with a layer of mist, and he couldn't see the expression at the bottom of them.

Yan Zhixu stepped on his hand harder and stared at him condescendingly, "Speak clearly, who is your wife."

The middle-aged man gasped in pain, inhaling the dirt and making a piercing cough.

"Cough cough cough... cough cough cough, my wife's name is Song Qingling, and she is married to the famous He family in the imperial capital, and is the wife of our owner, President He."

"I don't know why Madam asked me to invite Young Master Nan as a guest."

"Recently, because Young Master Ye was ill, the wife was in a bad mood, and I didn't dare to touch Yutou to ask..."

Seeing that the middle-aged man explained things clearly without concealment, Yan Zhixu's eyes were thoughtful, and he let go of his feet.

She took his dislocated hand back, "Uncle, do you need me to call an ambulance for you?"

"No, no, no, no, thank you..."

The man shook his head like garlic, staggered back to the front of the black Volkswagen, opened the door and sat on it, quickly started the car and ran away.

The speed block seems to be some kind of beast chasing him.

Yan Zhixu picked up the baseball bat on the ground, "Want to visit the ill-mannered Mrs. He in the imperial capital?"

"Of course."

Nan Zelin nodded and followed her pace.

After getting an accurate answer, the two returned to the car, and she immediately booked two flights to the imperial capital as soon as possible.