Chapter 584: Convulsive fat man
Ling Yun's eyes suddenly sank, extremely solemn.
"Of course... take my brothers...home!!!"
Ling Bufan sighed heavily: "My sons of the Ling family are all **** men! They have the same feelings in their bones! It is our Ling family army's promise not to give up the brothers and feet! In the first battle, how many brothers will be buried forever. In a foreign country, return to another place! If it were you... would you want to take your brother home?!"
"Father, you mean, the eldest brother went to Tart to take home the ghosts of the hundred thousand soldiers!?"
Ling Bufan stood with his eyes down, and it took a long time to utter eight words.
"Vengeance, brothers go home!"
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West Cross Hospital.
Ling Luoyu sat quietly in front of the window, with his arms around his arms, his eyes fixedly looking at the desk.
Above it was the letter from Shu Xiyan to Ling Yunfeng.
She carefully combed the details of the whole thing in her mind.
If it was an ordinary letter, Ling Yunfeng didn't need to burn it.
He ruined the letter, he must be afraid that someone would follow along and know what!
What is the father afraid of?
He is afraid who knows the content of this letter? !
"Master..." Xiaoying knocked on the door slightly.
Ling Luoyu received the letter: "Come in!"
"Master, Master Feng has sent a greeting to see Master Three?!"
"What the hell!?"
Ling Luoyu felt as if he had eaten a fly, and couldn't close his mouth in shock.
"Fatty man, why is this conspiracy?!"
In the years she and Feng Chenglin have known each other, this guy has never said anything about it.
Those who entered her Ling Mansion were like having lived in their own house, and they were always unbridled and unscrupulous.
How come you send a greeting card in a whirlwind!
"Where is he?"
"Outside the mansion gate, waiting for the young master to reply!"
Ling Luoyu took over the greeting card, with neat handwriting and precise speech.
The words are Feng Fatty's handwriting.
But the logic of words seems to be a different person.
Ling Luoyu dropped the greeting card, the evil charm curled his lips: "Let him in!"
She wanted to see what kind of demon style the fat man was holding back for so long!
Not long after Xiaoying withdrew, he led Feng Fatty to walk quickly.
Before he got closer, he laughed loudly: "Three young masters, I haven't seen you one day, how good is it?"
Ling Luoyu: "..."
Fatty Feng is poisoned? !
The brain circuit is completely different from before!
The first sentence of the fat man in the past should be: "Fuck! Three young masters, you have enough leisure these days, the old and young are tired and tired!"
"Fatty Feng, did you take the wrong medicine? Why do you speak succinctly? The house smells sour?!"
"Three young masters, how do you say that!? Don't you want my brother to be old-fashioned and prudent in my speech?!"
Feng Chenglin's legs stood side by side, and he moved forward slightly before reaching an invitation card with an open eyebrow.
"The tenth day of next month is a good day for me, brother, and I will invite Brother Ling and his family to a dinner..."
Ling Luoyu: "..."
This behavior of Fatty Feng is more like sending an ordinary invitation card to collect money from the members of the routine, rather than an invitation between brothers.
Ling Luoyu gestured to Xiaoying to accept the invitation and sat down leisurely.
"Fatty Feng, congratulations..."
"That... Brother Ling, you think I am going to get married now, you are always screaming fat, and it is indecent after all... How about calling me Brother Lin!?"
Ling Luoyu's eyes sank, and then he smiled.
"Okay, no problem!"
