This gave the group of old men and women quite a fright!
They all exclaimed and retreated!
However, as Luo Fan got closer, everyone realized that something was wrong.
The quilt sheet was the kind that was worn out and had hair on it.
On his head was a toy mask, which was obviously made of plastic.
This "Heavenly Hound" was kicking around, but he was wearing shoes.
And it was Adi on his left foot and a pair of Nikes on his right!
Luo Fan took off the hood of the Heavenly Hound!
It was a five or six-year-old boy who was crying very hard.
When the little boy saw Zhao Wu, he felt wronged.
"Dad!"
"Save me!"
"He must be a human trafficker!"
"He wants to kidnap me and ask you for money!”
Puff!
The group of old men and women almost fell on the spot!
Hualala!
The pile of items in Zhao Wu's hands fell to the ground.
He shouted at Luo Fan,"
"Motherf * cker!"
"Let go of my son!"
"Otherwise, I'll take your life!"
Luo Fan didn't want to bully a child. He patted the little boy's butt and put him down.
The little boy immediately hid behind Zhao Wu.
"Dad, hit him!"
Zhao Wu looked at Luo Fan fiercely.
He cracked his knuckles.
"Little Zai! You're quite scheming!"
"You deliberately agreed to send me away.”
"In the end, he went back and captured my son!”
Luo Fan shrugged.
"You want me to bathe in virgin boy urine in front of everyone?”
"I'll let you off since you failed to cheat me.”
"Don't lie to me again!"
Zhao Wu revealed his true colors and spat on the ground.
"Ah pui!"
"You f * cking made my precious son cry!”
"If I don't let you see blood today, you don't know what it means to be better than others!”
Then,
Zhao Wu used the Snake Steps and threw a straight punch at Luo Fan's face!
This scared Luo Fan quite a bit!
So fast!
Fortunately, her reaction was not slow. She immediately dodged to the side.
However, Zhao Wu followed up with a whip kick!
Luo Fan retreated!
He could feel the strong wind brought by Zhao Wu's leg technique from half a meter away!
Luo Fan felt that something was wrong!
Unexpectedly,
Zhao Wu was a martial artist.
His martial arts were amazing!
Out of the thirty-six strategies, escaping was the best!
Luo Fan didn't hesitate and immediately ran to his car.
The remote key opened the car door in advance.
He jumped in.
Then, he immediately locked the car door!
Just a little bit more!
Zhao Wu rushed in!
He punched the car door with a loud bang!
"Brat, don't dodge if you have the guts!"
"Come out and have a duel!"
Zhao Wu was also furious. Seeing that he could not open the car door, he kicked the car door.
He went to the side and found a brick.
It looked like he was going to smash the glass.
However, Luo Fan wasn't worried.
This car was so expensive, so the glass was naturally not made of ordinary materials.
It was made of high-strength tempered glass.
No matter how skilled Zhao Wu was, he would not be able to open it in a short period of time.
The most important thing now was to call the police.
Luo Fan immediately took out his phone.
The interface showed the number of "Master Zhao at the door guard".
"Grandpa Zhao's surname is Zhao, and this Zhao Wu's surname is also Zhao! Could it be…"
Luo Fan finally pressed the dial button.
"Grandpa, do you know Zhao Wu?”
"Don't mention it. That unfilial son of mine will cry if I say too much! Ten years ago…"
"Sir, tell me the joke later! I'm being beaten up by your son!"
"Ah, this…"
"What's wrong?"
"My son's temper is too bad. I can't control him at all! Wait, you can still make a phone call after being beaten up by my son?”
"I hid in my car. He was smashing the window!”
"Oh, then don't be anxious. I know someone who can take care of him! Where are you now?"
"It's just downstairs in my neighborhood. You've been here before.”
"Alright! Just you wait."
Twenty minutes later.
Zhao Wu and his son were still busy in front of Luo Fan's car.
Each of them took a piece and turned around.
However, it was smashed!
Cracks appeared on the main window.
When the old neighbors saw how valiant the father and son were, they said,
She was already scared out of her wits.
Finally!
The two old men rode their shared bikes to the neighborhood.
Uncle Zhao said to the white-bearded old man beside him,
"Dad, you hit your grandson, and I'll hit mine, okay?”
The white-bearded old man nodded.
"Hit harder!"
"Alright!"
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