86: C86 His Skin Was Rough and Thick

C86 His Skin Was Rough and Thick

Zhuo Dali narrowed his eyes and stared at Faang Xuan in a daze. A bright light flashed in his eyes and then disappeared. He sighed in his heart. Forget it, he was still so young. There was no need to risk his life to fight with this outlaw. Moreover, with his identity... There was no need for him to risk his life, as long as he could get away... There would be plenty of ways to deal with him in the future.

"Faang Xuan, you are very good." Zhuo Dali gritted his teeth and said those words. Then, he walked out of the reception room side by side with Faang Xuan.

Along the way, they met a lot of patrolling officers. Some of them knew each other and greeted Zhuo Dali warmly. Zhuo Dali, on the other hand, was very cooperative. His expression was natural. Whenever they met a patrolling officer who asked him a good question, they would nod their heads in a reserved manner.

Faang Xuan had already observed the environment of the patrolling officers when he came in. When he came out, he was much more familiar with it. He took Zhuo Dali directly to the underground parking lot. As soon as he walked into the elevator, the door of the elevator was pressed down. It was a middle-aged man.

The old patrolling officer's gaze was as sharp as a blade. He could tell that Faang Xuan, who was standing next to Zhuo Dali, was not right at first glance. His right hand immediately touched the handle of the gun on his waist.

He moved fast. Someone was faster than him. With a chop of the knife, the old policeman did not even say a word. His eyelids rolled up and he fainted. At the same time, the elevator started and went straight to the parking lot under the police station.

Without waiting for Faang Xuan to ask, Zhuo Dali explained with a bitter smile, "It's Old Li of the city. Old Xing was born."

"No wonder his eyes are so sharp." Faang Xuan puckered his lips, took out a belt from Old Li's waist, and tied the old police officer's hands and feet together. He then tore off a piece of cloth from his clothes and stuffed it into his mouth. Finally, he opened the escape cover on the elevator. He stuffed his entire body into it, and finally closed the cover again.

After finishing all of this, the elevator stopped just in time. Faang Xuan brought Zhuo Dali into a rugged Big Chero. When they went out, he even smiled and tossed a cigarette to the old man guarding the door. Zhuo Dali was so angry that his face trembled.

When the car drove to the street, Faang Xuan suddenly said to Zhuo Dali, "They are all smart people. I don't think I need to say anything. Hand it over yourself, so that I won't make a move."

"What did you say? I don't understand." Zhuo Dali looked confused.

"I will only say it once. If you let me do it myself, you will feel very uncomfortable."

"You..." Zhuo Dali glared at Faang Xuan. The muscles on his face could not stop twitching.

He really wanted to make a move. It would be best if he could kill Faang Xuan with one punch. However, after a long while, he still could not make up his mind.

He had already lost his spirit when he had decided to yield earlier. Everything had its first time, and everything after that had become logical.

After struggling for a long time, Zhuo Dali's face turned cold. He took out a tracking device the size of a fingernail from his belt buckle and handed it to Faang Xuan.

"You made a very wise choice." Faang Xuan took the tracker and threw it out. It was unknown whether it was a coincidence or he did it on purpose. It happened to be thrown on a stray dog. The stray dog was in pain. He took the tracker and ran to an empty alley.

Seeing this scene, Zhuo Dali was so angry that smoke was rising from his seven orifices.

The cool Big Chenno did not drive out of the suburbs, nor did he drive towards some remote alley. Instead, he stopped at the entrance of a luxurious five-star hotel.

Through the window, Zhuo Dali saw that the glittering glass wall had the five grand and imposing signboard of "Hilton Hotel." He could not help but smile bitterly. This Faang Xuan really knew how to find a place.

As the saying goes, The big one is hidden in the city. If one were to find some shady hotel... Or a remote alley village, which is easy to find. But the Hilton Hotel is different, this multinational five-star hotel... The people who stayed inside were either rich or expensive, or patrolmen who wanted to find someone. Without a police officer on board, one could not casually enter.

Faang Xuan was clearly prepared. He brought Zhuo Dali to the lobby. Under the sweet smile of the receptionist, he took out the room card and walked straight into the VIP passageway to the presidential suite on the top floor.

Not to mention the registration of documents, with a capable person like Lou Lan, not to mention getting a few legal passport cards from Huaxia, even taking the G Country green card was a small matter.

Both of them had seen a lot of things, so they were not shocked by the luxurious decorations in the presidential suite. Faang Xuan sat on the soft sofa in the hall, half of his body sinking in. He looked at the slightly uncomfortable Zhuo Dali and said lightly, "Now we can have a good talk."

Zhuo Dali was a little uneasy at first, but when he thought about the family backing him up, he looked at Faang Xuan and said with raised eyebrows, "Faang Xuan, you should know who I am. Let's not talk about my official position for now. But can you afford to offend the Zhuo family? "

Before he could finish, Faang Xuan jumped up from the sofa. He slapped Zhuo Dali. It looked like a casual slap. It made half of Zhuo Dali's face, who had practiced horizontal martial arts, swell up. A few teeth in his mouth had been slapped off.

"You..." Spitting out a mouthful of blood, Zhuo Dali looked at Faang Xuan with fire burning in his eyes. How many years had it been? How many years had it been? It was so long that Zhuo Dali could not remember.

He was born in the Zhuo family and had outstanding martial arts skills. Wherever he went, he would be respected by the world. However, this wild kid who came from a small city had actually dared to hit him. This was simply defying the heavens.

"The Zhuo family won't let you go." Zhuo Dali looked at Faang Xuan coldly, his eyes filled with resentment.

Faang Xuan couldn't help but think. This grandson still couldn't understand the situation. He was challenging his bottom line by saying the Zhuo family.

He took a big stride forward. He didn't care about the rules and tactics, he just relied on his superior speed. He threw out a punch that looked like a rain of punches. When the punches hit the flesh, there was a crackling sound in the air, as well as a furious young man's scolding.1

"Zhuo family, I call you Zhuo family. If I don't slap you to death today, your surname won't be Fang."

About five to six minutes later, Faang Xuan was a little tired. This grandson's skin was really tough, and he had a lot of endurance. No matter how hard he beat him, he wouldn't die. He was simply the reincarnation of a bastard.

Poor Zhuo Donglai, he was cultivating the genuine Golden Bell Cover Iron Skin Technique. He had practiced it for thirty years, but in Faang Xuan's eyes, it had been mixed with a "thick skin." He curled up on the ground, his face swollen like a pig's head. If he took off his clothes, he would find that there was not a single piece of skin on his body that was not red and purple. It was also swollen. A casual touch would hurt him to death.

"Are you f * cking talking about the Zhuo family?"

... ""

"I'm asking you a question, are you a dead man?"

"Yes, yes, yes." Zhuo Dali nodded like he was beating garlic. There was no longer any arrogance on his face. There was only fear that came from the bottom of his heart. "Mr Faang, no, it's Master Fang. You are my biological grandfather. If you have something to say, just tell me."

Faang Xuan's lips curled up. "That's more like it. Seeing that you are tired after being beaten up, go wash up and sleep. Take me to Zhuo Donglai tonight. I have a debt with him that I have not settled yet."

Zhuo Dali nodded, but when he lowered his head, his eyes revealed an incomparably cold look.

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