Son-in-law's Romantic Life

Upon hearing these words, Lin Xuefeng's face twisted once more. A hoarse roar was heard from his throat, and he wanted to rush forward.    

"Feng Zi, stop right now!" Brother Biao shouted, and Lin Xuefeng finally stopped moving.    

After calming down a little, Brother Biao looked at the white tiger again. "In that case, let's just forget about this matter. It was your fault in the first place."    

"Can you let me take my brother away now?"    

The white tiger chuckled.    

"Tsk, not to mention, this kid's sister... Actually, she's quite pretty. These two don't look like each other at all. No wonder that rich guy took a fancy to her. She actually directly offered a price of 100 million. They're so fucking rich. "    

"Do you know who took a fancy to this kid's sister?"    

"Liang Yuloong, that guy is really awesome. Don't tell me you guys want to go to Liang Yuloong's side and rescue that woman after leaving this place?"    

"Stop dreaming. There are f * cking mercenaries everywhere over there."    

"Besides, I won't let you take this guy away so easily. This kid has come to our Imperial-dragon Pavilion to cause trouble. If you take this kid away just like that... Where is my face?" The white tiger said with a disdainful smile.    

"It's your fault to begin with."    

The white tiger's eyes were slightly cold. It took a step forward and walked in front of Brother Biao.    

"That's right. It was indeed our fault."    

"But, even if it is our fault, what can you do to me?"    

At the back, the voice turned into an angry roar. The white tiger, whose body was not any weaker than Master Tang, suddenly took a step forward and rushed to Brother Biao, grabbing his neck.    

The fighting ability of the white tiger was definitely top class.    

Even Master Tang might not be a match for it.    

In front of the white tiger, Brother Biao did not even have the chance to struggle.    

His face was flushed red, and his chubby little hands kept searching his body.    

Finally, he took out something.    

"F * ck, do you still want to fight back? " The white tiger grinned hideously and grabbed Brother Biao's wrist.    

Is there still a gun hidden on his body?    

How did you check?    

The white tiger glared at Brother Xiong. He couldn't even do such a small thing.    

Brother Xiong had indeed checked it carefully, but there were too many places on Brother Biao's body that could hide things. For example, under the folds of his fat body, any place could hide some things.    

Furthermore, it definitely wasn't a pistol.    

It was definitely not a dagger or something like that.    

When the white tiger saw the thing in Brother Biao's hand, its expression suddenly changed.    

What Brother Biao was holding in his hand was a round one. Damn it, it was a grenade.    

A thumb was already pressed on the button, and it could be pressed at any time.    

"Lord Hu, what do you think of this thing?"    

"As long as this thing rings, no one in our room will be able to live."    

"I have a cheap life. I can drag your Lord Hu along with me to die with me. Also, there are a bunch of high ranking officials in your Imperial-dragon Pavilion. I'm going to f * cking profit from this." Brother Biao roared.    

That bright red face looked like a madman.    

His fingers were trembling.    

The white tiger's expression was also uncertain. It let go of Brother Biao's neck and quickly took two steps back.    

However, the white tiger was also very clear about the use of this small distance.    

Its pair of eyes were filled with intense hatred as it stared at Brother Biao. Its voice was especially hoarse and unpleasant to hear.    

"Biaozi, you are f * cking awesome! How dare you threaten me?!" The white tiger roared.    

No matter who it was, being threatened by someone using a bomb in the base camp was not a good thing.    

Brother Biao's face was full of madness. "Threatening?"    

"Just treat it as a threat. I just want to take my brother away. I don't want to die here, but if you don't want to, we can only die together."    

"Since your father is here, I don't want to go back alive." Brother Biao roared.    

A finger kept rubbing the button of the bomb, and it could be pressed at any time.    

As long as this finger pressed a little bit of distance, everyone in the room would be f * cking finished.    

At this moment, even the white tiger's forehead was covered in a layer of thick sweat.    

"Good boy, you have guts. This daddy admits defeat today. Take this trash and f * ck off." The white tiger roared in a low voice.    

Lin Xuefeng didn't dare to act rashly at this moment. He hurriedly walked to Brother Biao's side and the two of them walked towards the exit together.    

They retreated.    

They moved at a slow speed.    

Brother Biao absolutely didn't dare to relax at all. He was still alive because of this thing in his hand. As long as this thing was gone, he would be finished at any time.    

Under such circumstances, Brother Biao's vigilance had reached an unprecedented peak.    

However, Brother Biao's attention was entirely focused on the white tiger. It couldn't be helped. This fellow was definitely the most dangerous one. On the contrary, he didn't pay enough attention to the other person beside him.    

This person was Brother Xiong.    

Brother Xiong's face was filled with ferociousness and distortion. Although there was fear in his eyes, it was mostly madness.    

That's right, madness.    

Brother Xiong was almost going crazy.    

Brother Xiong was a very strong person, but how should one describe his personality? He was a typical simple-minded person with well-developed limbs.    

He was a simple-minded idiot.    

It was precisely because of this personality that Bai Hu had arranged for Brother Xiong to be the second son of the Imperial-dragon Pavilion. This fellow was sufficiently loyal. He might not have thought of the word 'betray' in his mind. Sitting on Second Boss's seat was absolutely safe.    

However, this guy had been making a lot of mistakes recently.    

First, he caused a group of his brothers to die. Then, he didn't even manage to check Brother Biao's body. He even let Brother Biao bring this kind of thing and sneak into the Imperial-dragon Pavilion's headquarters.    

This was already the second time he had failed.    

Although the brothers in the surroundings didn't say anything, Brother Xiong felt very uncomfortable in his heart. He felt that this was all his fault. Since it was his fault, he had to take responsibility for this mistake.    

For a moment, the feeling in his heart even suppressed the fear of the bomb.    

A roar that sounded like a beast came out from his throat. A sharp machete quietly slid down from his palm.    

Just as Brother Biao and Lin Xuefeng were retreating step by step to the door, Brother Xiong could no longer hold it in. He let out a shout from his throat. He suddenly raised his arm, and the shiny blade slashed violently at Brother Biao's arm.