Xiaoyao Xiaoyao in the mountains

"Young Master Han, I'm so excited." Yang Xiaobao said with a smile.

Han Yulong shuddered when he heard the voice, and immediately pushed the woman away.

When he saw Yang Xiaobao, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

But he soon realized that his behavior just now was a little cowardly.

He snorted and said, "I thought who it was, it turned out to be Yang Xiaobao."

Yang Xiaobao nodded, and said with a smile: "Yes, it's me, Young Master Han, you finally showed up."

Han Shao endured the fear in his heart, and said in a cold voice: "Yang Xiaobao, what do you mean by this? What do you mean I finally showed up? What does it have to do with you, Yang Xiaobao, if I show up or not?"

Yang Xiaobao sighed, and said, "Young Master Han, what do you think has anything to do with me? Do you have to tell me clearly?"

At this time, the girl who was still lying in Han Yulong's arms pushed Han Yulong, and asked in a coquettish voice, "Honey, who is he? He is so fierce, let him go quickly."

This girl knew how domineering Han Yulong was in Chuncheng, so she said it very confidently.

Han Yulong frowned and pushed the woman away.

"All right, all right, you have nothing to do here, don't get involved."

Then he glanced at Yang Xiaobao again, and shouted: "Yang Xiaobao, are you looking for trouble on purpose? Then tell me, what does my showing up have to do with you?"

"Young Master Han, I don't like the way you talk to me in the water, come out, let's have a good chat."

Han Yulong snorted and said very unhappy: "There is nothing to talk about between you and me."

Hearing this, Yang Xiaobao frowned, his face became gloomy and cold.

"Han Yulong, I don't want to say this a second time. If you don't come out, then don't blame me for making you make a fool of yourself in public!"

"You..." Han Yulong pointed at Yang Xiaobao and wanted to curse, but he swallowed it back abruptly.

Some people probably heard the commotion here, and many people crawled out of the pool and gathered here to watch the excitement.

Han Yulong knew how powerful Yang Xiaobao was. If Yang Xiaobao really wanted to make a move, he would definitely make a fool of himself in front of everyone.

Thinking of this, Han Yulong snorted and crawled out of the bath.

"Yang Xiaobao, I'd like to hear from you what it has to do with you."

"Han Yulong, that Zhao Qing died in the detention center, did you do it?" Yang Xiaobao asked.

Han Yulong jumped, pointed at Yang Xiaobao and shouted: "Yang Xiaobao, are you framing a good person? I don't know this Zhao Qingsheng at all, you are deliberately finding fault, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the figure in front of him shake.

Before he could react, he was slapped hard on the face.

"Snapped!"

This slap made Han Yulong stagger, and with a splash, he fell directly into the water.

Han Yulong's body fell into the bathtub, causing a huge splash, splashing water stains all over the floor.

Looking at Han Yulong again, he thumped in the bath for a long time before standing up.

Half of his face was already red and swollen, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Yang Xiaobao, you dare to hit me!" Han Yulong yelled, covering his face, "In Spring City, no one dares to hit me yet."

Yang Xiaobao smiled and said, "Really? Then I want to see what you can do to me."

As he spoke, he also jumped into the bath.

The girl screamed in fright, and her body couldn't help but hide back.

Yang Xiaobao glanced at her, and said coldly: "I advise you to go out obediently."

The girl was frightened by the aura emanating from Yang Xiaobao's body, she trembled, and quickly crawled out of the bath.

Seeing Yang Xiaobao jumping into the pool, Han Yulong immediately had a bad feeling.

He knew that he was not Yang Xiaobao's opponent at all.

Han Yulong didn't care about the embarrassment, so he hurriedly crawled outside.

But Yang Xiaobao pinched his neck.

All the strength in Han Yulong's body disappeared in an instant.

He used both hands and feet, and shouted while struggling: "Yang Xiaobao, let me go!!"

Yang Xiaobao snorted, and said coldly: "Han Yulong, if you don't tell me the truth today, then I will let you drink up the water from this pool!"

As he spoke, he directly pushed Han Yulong into the water.

Seeing Han Yulong's embarrassed look, the people around couldn't help laughing.

"This, is it Han Yulong from the Han family?"

"Yes, this is Young Master Han."

"He is the tyrant of our Spring City. This young man dares to find him. I think he is a little nervous."

"Not sure, judging by his appearance, he is not afraid of Young Master Han at all."

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The onlookers were discussing in low voices while watching the commotion.

At some point, Yin Rui also came over and stood in the middle of the crowd watching.

When she saw Yang Xiaobao pressing Han Yulong into the water, she felt it was ridiculous and worried.

What if Han Yulong drowned and died like this?

Look at Han Yulong again, waving his hands and feet, struggling in the water, making a whining sound from his mouth.

After a long while, Yang Xiaobao pinched his neck and pulled him out.

Han Yulong spat out a mouthful of water and breathed heavily.

"How is it? How does the bath water taste?" Yang Xiaobao asked with a smile.

Han Yulong pointed at Yang Xiaobao and shouted: "Yang Xiaobao, you fucking dare to treat me like this, our Han family can't spare you!"

"That's good, I want to see how your Han family can't spare me!"

As he spoke, he squeezed Han Yulong's neck again, and pushed Han Yulong into the water.

Han Yulong was still struggling, but with much less strength.

Seeing Han Yulong gulping down the water in the bath, Yin Rui was even more worried.

"Xiaobao, how about...forget it, don't kill yourself." Yin Rui dissuaded.

Yang Xiaobao smiled and said, "Mr. Yin, this matter has nothing to do with you, so don't worry about it."

Seeing that Han Yulong's struggle was getting slower and slower, Yang Xiaobao pulled him out again.

Han Yulong rolled his eyes this time, spitting out water.

"Yang Xiaobao...you...you..."

He didn't speak a word, only to catch his breath.

"Young Master Han, do you want to drink more?" Yang Xiaobao said with a smile.

Han Yulong immediately waved his hands and said, "No, no!"

Yang Xiaobao nodded, and said coldly: "Okay, then tell me honestly, did you do Zhao Qingsheng's death?"

"No, I didn't do it." Han Yulong said.

Seeing that he was not telling the truth, Yang Xiaobao snorted and wanted to push him into the water again.

At this time, Yang Xiaobao suddenly heard a voice saying: "Sir, is there something that you can't talk about properly, do you have to kill someone?"

Yang Xiaobao frowned, followed the voice, and saw a man in a black suit standing on it, with a smile that was not a smile.