Appreciation gold hand

Chapter 2 Special Skills

All the important documents are gone, all of this must be a conspiracy by the second uncle and his family!

"He Zhipeng!"

He Ran stared at his cousin and asked in a deep voice. "Tell me, why are you doing this?"

"Why? Because our family has never regarded you as a family, including that old man!" He Zhipeng shook his head slightly, showing a look of pity, turned and walked outside.

"It turns out that you have deliberately come here to play with me often, just to find out where these documents are hidden!" He Ran regretted that at the beginning, no matter what, he never thought that his cousin's family would be so insidious!
He Zhipeng stopped, stared at He Ran in silence, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared.

"He Ran!" After a while, He Zhipeng yelled suddenly, as if he felt that this would damage his elegance, he straightened his clothes, like flipping through a book, and put on a smug smile. "Did you know how smart I am?"

"What do you think I have been with you these past few years and have followed you? Are you still looking for evidence?"

"I know that your father's money from the company was authorized by grandpa... This also made me grasp the reason for sending him into the bureau."

"I really don't understand why that dead old man likes your family so much!" The more He Zhipeng said, the more excited he became, as if he remembered some unequal treatment, his face changed rapidly, and changed into a look of hatred. "It's okay to privately instruct you to make money, but you still want to leave the factory to you trash!"

He Zhipeng glanced at the portrait of He Laosan, and said to himself: "He Wenfu is your son! Isn't my father, He Wenbin, your son?"

"He Wenfu, an idiot, can take over the factory. My dad is a hundred times smarter than him! Grandpa..."

"Your bowl of water is not level, so damn you..."

He Zhipeng took a deep breath, as if he had vented his unhappiness, he turned around and walked outside.

He Ran narrowed his eyes when he heard this, and secretly thought to He Zhipeng's words, is there something strange about Grandpa's death?
"You stop for me!"

He Ran was heartbroken, blocked He Zhipeng's way again, and said angrily. "Your family's conscience was eaten by dogs?!"

"It doesn't matter, the damned one is already dead anyway." He Zhipeng looked at the living room and said calmly. "The old guy did something wrong, and the consequences will be borne by you!"

"Ha ha……"

Today's goal has been achieved, He Zhipeng is in a good mood, he turns and walks out.

"I will teach you a lesson today!"

No matter how cultivated He Ran was, he couldn't help it at this moment. He ran after him without saying a word, and kicked He Zhipeng's waist.

"Ahh..." He Zhipeng was caught off guard, kicked and staggered, and fell to the ground.

"Boss, how are you?"

"Dare to fight the boss, brothers, hit me!"

At this time, three strong men in black suddenly rushed out from the door, their faces were full of flesh, and they rushed towards He Ran yelling!
"How dare you... ah!"

Before He Ran finished speaking, he was instantly punched in the face, followed by a kick in the abdomen.

The two obviously lived by fighting. Although He Ran had practiced Sanda in college, he couldn't stand up to the gang fights of the three sweaters. In a few seconds, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen. He was knocked to the ground, and he couldn't even scream. Out.

From the beginning to the end, He Zhipeng's face was full of joy.

"Ah ah ah ah..."

Just when the thugs stopped beating, He Ran suddenly felt pain in his head, as if being bitten by billions of ants, as if it would explode at any moment. This piercing pain made him uncontrollably let out a series of horrific screams, hugging Head rolling all over the floor.

He Ran's mind kept displaying some fragmented pictures,
"Son... how are you doing?"

At this time, Li Xiuyou woke up and saw that He Ran was covered in injuries, and her face turned pale with fright.

Li Xiu hurried over and hugged He Ran tightly.

"Son, it's okay. Mom is here. No one can bully you!"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!" Seeing He Ran struggling in his arms, Li Xiu was so choked up that it was difficult to speak. "He Zhipeng, it's fine if you framed your uncle, but you even let someone beat your brother... After all these years, when did our family treat you half a cent... Woooo..."

Seeing this, the thugs looked at He Zhipeng, waiting for his order.

"Hehe... Auntie, you, you are very kind to me!"

"But, this is not what I want! It's not what our family wants!"

"If you want to blame all this, just blame that old man." He Zhipeng had a smile on his face.

"Mom, mom, don't worry... I'm fine..." Gradually, He Ran was delighted to find that his splitting headache disappeared strangely and quickly.

The weirdest thing was that He Ran found that he couldn't feel any pain from the wounds all over his body.

Moreover, he was full of strength, as if he could kill a cow with one punch!

(End of this chapter)