The beautiful president depends on me

Ning Fan squinted at Han Hu, his head shone with a chilling light under the light.Judging from this posture, Han Hu has been immersed in the iron head skill for at least ten years.

"Squeak!"

The moment the two looked at each other, the door was suddenly opened again.

Six men entered the room, wearing the same black suits and looking equally tough, but what was strange was that after the six men came in, like the four big men in black who came in before, they did not make any further movements, and stood quietly on both sides with their heads down. .

My day, are all gangsters like this?Which institution did you all train out of?

Everyone's eyes shifted to the door of the private room. Obviously, the six men who came in were all waiting for an important person to come in.

Then, one person came in.I saw him wearing a gray Zhongshan suit, about 40 years old, of medium build and ordinary appearance, with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his eyes, his eyes looked a little kind, and he naturally exuded a sense of elegance.

It seems that this guy really looks like a scholar and a professor.

"Dad!"

The girl with the earrings suddenly rushed forward, crying and threw herself into his arms. The tears in her eyes that had been wronged for a long time flowed down like water instantly. Under the light, she added a touch of coquettishness invisible.

It seems that this little lady is not bad looking, if it is not for her adorning, tidying up carefully and dressing up is another kind of beauty.

Although the box was not small, after another group of people came in, it suddenly seemed a lot cramped.

It turned out that this elegant middle-aged man turned out to be the father of the girl with earrings.

Everyone let out a long sigh of relief.

"Xiaoxiao, why are you dressed like this?"

The middle-aged man didn't seem to see the other people in the box.Smiling lightly, he scolded his daughter for her makeup.

"I just think it looks good! Everyone fights, so I will fight!"

Xiaoxiao sticks out her tongue, stretches out her hand, pulls off the earring, and puts it in her pocket.

"Well, that's plausible! By the way, did you call Dad just now and say that someone bullied you?"

The middle-aged man looked at his daughter's swollen half of his face, his eyes were filled with love.In an instant, the kind and refined temperament disappeared, replaced by a murderous aura that surprised Ning Fan and Han Hu.

"It was him, it was this bastard who hit me, and even broke my mobile phone!" Xiaoxiao pointed her little finger at the cowering man behind Han Hu.

The moment the wretched man's eyes met the middle-aged man's, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, and his body began to tremble unnaturally.Han Hu frowned as he looked at the middle-aged man in front of him.

"Yes, is it you?"

"Oh, who did I think, Han Hu from the Flying Fish Gang, and your subordinate, Zhang San?"

The middle-aged man glanced at Han Hu, then at Zhang San, and wrote lightly.

Han Hu couldn't help but stood aside without any further movements, but Zhang San's legs had already started to tremble, and the panic in his heart increased a little.

Of course, Han Hu knew the middle-aged man in front of him. Among the gangs in Donghai City, there are not many gangsters who don't know Duguhan, the real leader behind the Tianxiameng?Duguhan does not engage in business or politics, and even usually lives in seclusion, rarely appearing in front of the public, so it is normal for Chu Zhaoxia and others not to know about Duguhan.

When she first met Xiaoxiao, Chen Yujuan just thought her surname was very special. Chen Yujuan, who loves to read martial arts novels, likes Dugu Qiubai the most.

"Han Hu, is that you? Or was it your men?"

"It's me, Master Han. I really didn't know she was your daughter. If I knew, I wouldn't dare, dare not..."

Duguhan smiled lightly and said: "It's okay, those who don't know are innocent, how about it, you hit my daughter with that hand, so I'll break your hand, what do you think?"

"..."

Zhang San's face was ashen, and he looked at Han Hu with eyes for help.

Han Hu had a cold face, hesitant to speak.

"Han Hu, do you have any objections?"

Dugu looked at Han Hu coldly, with a domineering air in his voice.

Han Hu knew very well that he was just a helmsman of the Flying Fish Gang, and definitely not his opponent. If he really wanted to fight, only Han Long could fight him.

"I have no opinion……"

Zhang San fell into despair instantly.

Duguhan winked, and immediately two burly men stepped forward, one of them grabbed Zhang San's leg and dragged him out like an animal, and he could vaguely hear his screams, presumably with one hand has been scrapped.

"If Master Han has nothing to do, then I will take my leave."

Hearing Zhang San's cry, Han Hu felt uncomfortable. After all, he was his subordinate. If he hadn't been a hero, Han Hu would have rushed forward to save face.

"No delivery!"

A look of arrogance naturally appeared in Duguhan's eyes, and when Han Hu was about to leave, he said again: "If you want to get back the place, just come to Tianxiameng to find me!"

"Humph!"

Han Hu left without saying a word, and the room instantly returned to calm.

"By the way, daughter, who beat Zhang San like that?" Duguhan asked with some curiosity on his face.

Everyone looked at Ning Fan.

"Oh? Although Zhang San is not a good person, he is an out-and-out desperado. He has at least a dozen lives in his hands. He is really a mad dog. I didn't expect you to solve it so easily! No Simple, young man."

Duguhan looked at Ning Fan with great interest, with approval in his eyes.

I didn't expect Zhang San to be such a person. If Ning Fan hadn't stopped him in time, the consequences would have been disastrous.

Everyone's heart tensed up, especially Chen Yujuan, who was even more afraid when recalling the situation just now.

"I'm lucky to have such a guy!" Ning Fan said modestly after having a good first impression of Duguhan.

"Haha, that's right, the young man has some skills, but he can still show such humility, which really impresses the old man!"

Duguhan remained calm, but thought in his heart: "It's okay if Zhang San is just a mad dog with no skills, but he was once the runner-up in the southeast underground black boxing Sanda competition. It's really not easy for you kid to beat him like that."