Chapter 432

Just as Tang Jingyun had just depressed Hou Hanlin's anger, the door of their room was suddenly kicked open.

This is the second time that Hou Hanlin has encountered such a situation today. When he looked up and saw the man like a thug at the door, he couldn't help frowning and staring at the door.

Many big men walked into the door and still lined up, the boss of ostentation. Not only Hou Hanlin, but also a group of people brought by Hou Hanlin frowned. Who doesn't understand the rules? I found them here!

I saw a greasy man come in. The visitor didn't look very bad, but his temperament was a little worse. He had his chest and back, and a pair of eyes were always a little obscene when looking at people. The hair is pulled up with hair gel and combed shiny. What's more funny is that there are several Cyans on that face, which looks particularly funny.

As soon as the man came in, he looked at Hou Hanlin, pulled the corners of his mouth and disdained, "Yo, isn't this Hou Shao, the first son of the Shanghai stock market?"

When he mentioned Hou Shao, his tone didn't mean much respect, but more just a kind of sarcasm. I don't know which young master of the feudal official's family he thought he was. Look at the pomp!

Hou Hanlin also recognized the person at this time and pulled the corners of his mouth coldly. "It's young master Wei Biao. I don't know what you want to do here?" he said. He pointed to the thugs around him, "young master Wei Biao, what do these people do?"

Wei Wei and Hou Hanlin are still a little impressed. Deputy Secretary Wei's own sister's son didn't do good things since childhood. When he was younger, he fought and picked up girls. When he was older, he would have fun outside. However, many people can only knock off their teeth and swallow blood because of deputy secretary Wei's name, which further helped to increase Wei Wei Wei's arrogance.

However, many people know Wei Wei's taboos. He hates others calling him "table" young master, which makes him feel that his relationship with the Wei family is far away. Therefore, many people call him "second young master of Wei" wisely. Today, Hou Hanlin is very unhappy with Wei table young master one by one.

"Bang Dang!"

Wei Wei, who was unhappy, kicked over a chair at his feet. "What are you doing here? It's needless to say? You Hou Hanlin are so brave that you dare to let the people around you beat me! It's really impatient!" he pointed to his face, "Look at the wound on my face. My mother hasn't been willing to beat me once. How old are you? Who beat me? I want to beat me back one by one!"

Hou Hanlin looked coldly at Wei Wei, who was playing in front of him, narrowed his eyes and spit out his words coldly, "it's still light to beat you! Didn't your parents teach you to respect others when you went out? Look at your tone. It's really a shame that we have a childe like you in Shanghai!"

Tang Jingyun, standing behind Hou Hanlin, put more weight on Junzi's shoulder, stopped his movement and shook his head quietly.

Wei Wei can't help Hou Hanlin, but he can deal with Junzi's family.

"Hou, I'll ask you again. Can you hand in the people who beat me today?" Wei Wei's eyes revolved around the room. When he saw Yang Wenshan's pale and beautiful face, he smiled and turned his eyes. "By the way, pay me this little beauty and let my brother be romantic and happy. I don't care about these!"

Hou Hanlin looked at Wei Wei as if he were insane. Who gave Wei Wei such an illusion? Their position as the top leader of the Shanghai stock market was certain? Didn't anyone tell him that the Wei family itself lost a little in the game, which gave other factions a chance to fight back?

"I Hou Hanlin will release my words today! Two words, don't think about it!!" Hou Hanlin sneered and fought against each other. It's about his father's reputation in the Shanghai stock market. How can he step back?

Wei Wei spit hard, "toast, don't eat, punish, come on, call me!"

The thugs brought by Wei Wei immediately came forward. Hou Hanlin frowned fiercely. Although he had learned some self-defense skills, he certainly had no chance of winning against these people.

Tang Jingyun narrowed her eyes and sneered. She unconsciously licked her lips. Then she picked up the wine bottle on the table and hit the big man's feet in front of Hou Hanlin. The splashed glass debris cut several small holes in the big man's body.

She quickly bullied her body, kicked away the big man on Hou Hanlin's left side, pulled Hou Hanlin back, then lowered her voice in Hou Hanlin's ear and shouted, "call your father."

"But..." Hou Hanlin frowned. Their second generation has the rules of the second generation circle. They rarely let their elders come forward to play this outside. Otherwise, they will let their parents know what to play. What's more, he can't imagine that his father, who has always been very strict with him, knows that his proud son actually fights with people outside and calls home to beg When you help, what expression will it be?

He felt some leg pain silently. He would really be broken!

"Call your father! He won't blame you, but will praise you!" Tang Jingyun patted Hou Hanlin on the shoulder, as if he saw through Hou Hanlin's worry and explained in a deep voice, "trust me!"

Then he pushed Hou Hanlin behind him, and then opened it with the group of men like a fish in the water.

After Hou Hanlin was pushed away, he bit his teeth. Under the protection of Zhou Shichen and junzi, he hid in a corner and dialed his father's phone. He was a little nervous. He had hardly experienced this feeling again since he was an adult.

"Hello, this is Hou Jingwen." a calm and powerful voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Dad, it's me, Hanlin." Hou Hanlin made up his mind.

"Oh, it's Hanlin. What's the matter with finding dad at this time?" Hou Jingwen, at the other end of the phone, took down the glasses hanging on his nose, rubbed the bridge of his nose and asked wearily.

"Dad... I, I had a fight with someone in Feiyu square, and the other party was very fierce." Hou Hanlin felt his cheeks burned a little, and there was sweat in the palm of his hand holding the mobile phone.

"What?" Hou Jingwen paused as he rubbed the bridge of his nose. "Again, where are you?" his eyes flashed like an eagle who saw a rabbit.

"Yes, in Feiyu square. I had a fight with Wei Wei of the Wei family. He is now asking thugs to beat us!" Hou Hanlin said hurriedly, thinking his father was angry.

"OK, I see. I'll send the Public Security Bureau right away." Hou Jingwen didn't worry so much, but he answered in a deep voice, and then hung up the phone. He was so crisp that Hou Hanlin felt a little incredible. Did he hear right? My father, who has always been the most opposed to public power and private use, would make such a decision?

Hou Jingwen, who hung up the phone, frowned and knocked slowly on the table, with a steady and melodic rhythm.

What a coincidence!

During his time in charge of the Shanghai stock market, because the power of several factions was too strong, he seemed insignificant. But is he a man who can skillfully come to power by taking advantage of this game opportunity, the kind without a brain? He had already sent someone secretly to check the information and handle of some people.

At that time, Feiyu square came into his sight.

Without him, it is precisely because the actual holder of Feiyu square is the son of deputy secretary Wei, who is the most restless in his hands. This deputy secretary Wei was once the most promising one. If he hadn't stepped in, he might have fulfilled his wish.

So he collected the news and information of feiyufang bit by bit with an invisible and huge network he had built in Shanghai stock market for so many years.

Up to now, we have collected almost everything. We need to find an opportunity to intervene in the affairs of Feiyu square.

He was still thinking hard. He was wondering if he could find someone to deliberately create one. He didn't expect that his son's phone call would help him solve the problem!

Hou Jingwen's son was maliciously attacked in Feiyu square and asked his Lao Tzu for help. His Lao Tzu loved his son and ordered people to find trouble in Feiyu square because of his son's anger. Isn't this the most ready-made excuse?

Thinking of this, Hou Jingwen suddenly felt a little strange, but when he thought about it carefully, it seemed that there was no problem. He knocked on the table and thought it over for a while. After making sure that there were no mistakes, he picked up the phone and called the director of the Municipal Bureau.

When he hung up, he guessed that the other party should have been sweating under his call and smiled coldly. Since you want to be loyal, I'll give you a chance to show your loyalty. But your master can't protect himself at that time. He can't care about you! Disobedient people have no need to be on stage. They will be withdrawn sooner or later!

The situation of Shanghai stock market starts from here! He Hou Jingwen is going to take advantage of the Feiyu square today to tear up the situation and make an example to all officials! Look who's their boss!

And the director of the Municipal Bureau who received the call, the sweat on his head came down at this time. He knew more about Feiyu square! For the first time, a chill rose in his heart, and he also raised his awe of secretary Hou, who did not show mountains and dew.

He clenched his teeth. Now the situation can't be worse. His eyebrows wrinkled fiercely. After cleaning up, he asked his men to rush out of the police.

Regardless of the thoughts of some big people in the Shanghai stock market, the fight in Hou Hanlin's room was very fierce at this time.

Those thugs are estimated to have been instructed by Wei Wei, and their moves are very fierce. Even if Tang Jingyun stops many people alone, there is still a lot of noise.

Tang Jingyun frowned fiercely, smiled coldly at the people present, and then lifted a big man in his hand with his hand, "bang" hit Wei Wei, and others turned their horses.

Then he leaned back, dodged a big man's heavy fist, put one foot on the ground, turned a side somersault, swept off the things on the tea table, and all swept towards each other.

Glancing at the heavy TV next to him, he smiled coldly, picked up the TV and smashed it at each other. The dull impact of "bang" and "clang" made people's heart beat faster.

Hou Hanlin looked at such a fierce Tang Jingyun and took a deep breath. For the first time, he wondered whether commander Jiang could help Tang Jingyun.