Xiang Beicheng's words challenged Lin Zifeng's bottom line again and again. Fortunately, his mother kept convincing him that the Xiang family treated them like this because they were coerced by the Lin family.

"Mother, listen to these words. This is the person you have spared no effort to help. This is the relative in your heart!"

Lin Zifeng shouted angrily, and in an instant he was in front of Xiang Beicheng, raised his hand and slapped him across the face.

"presumptuous!!"

The middle-aged man in a suit gave a low shout and rushed forward to stop Lin Zifeng. Unfortunately, his cultivation at the late yellow level was unable to stop Lin Zifeng at all.

"Bang!"

Lin Zifeng kicked the opponent away with one kick, and then slapped Xiang Beicheng hard on the face.

"Snapped!"

A crisp slap sounded, and Xiang Beicheng felt a burning pain on his face. At the same time, Lin Zifeng's cold voice sounded.

"This slap is for my mother. She has helped the Xiang family a lot, but you are still making trouble for her. Repay kindness with hatred!"

"Snapped!"

Lin Zifeng slapped Xiang Beicheng on the face again, causing Xiang Beicheng to retreat repeatedly, "This slap was for my sister. My sister was in the Lin family, and she gave all the good things and New Year's money to you ungrateful people.

I just hope you can live a better life."

"But what about you?! She is seriously ill and her life is hanging by a thread. My mother and I knelt down to beg you, but you didn't give us a penny!"

"Snapped!!"

"The last slap was for me. When you came to Yanjing seriously ill, I was busy and spent money to beg people to treat you. When you recovered, you repaid kindness with enmity, such a beast!!"

Every time Lin Zifeng said a word, his aura increased, and the anger in his heart was building up layer upon layer.

Many times, Lin Zifeng was unwilling to recall what had happened because it was too sad.

sad

,hateful!

Xiang Beicheng was a little confused after being slapped, and everyone else was dumbfounded, especially Li Yirong, who thought she knew Lin Zifeng.

Lin Zifeng used to be weak. Some time ago, when he and Mother Lin came to ask for a loan, he knelt before her and kowtowed and begged.

But today, he was so strong and domineering, slapping Xiang Beicheng three times in a row and turning him into a pig's head.

"Lin Zifeng, you are crazy. You dare to hit me. I will make you pay for what you did today."

Xiang Beicheng roared angrily. This was the first time he had experienced such humiliation.

"roll!!"

Lin Zifeng shouted coldly. He didn't want to see Xiang Beicheng for a second now.

Xiang Beicheng cursed loudly, but he also knew that he would not get any benefits if he stayed here any longer, so he left with the middle-aged man in a suit.

When Li Yarong saw Xiang Beicheng running away, his expression suddenly became serious. This was her home, could she still run away?

"Lin Zifeng, what are you doing? Do you want to beat me too? I didn't get as much benefit from you as Xiang Beicheng. Xiang Beicheng took most of it. I just drank the soup."

Lin Zifeng snorted lightly and ignored Li Yirong. Instead, he pointed to the ancient painting with three sky-shaped silver needles and said to Xiang Xingshan: "Uncle, I want this painting, give it to me, I

I can save your father."

Lin Zifeng doesn't like to beat around the bush, and when it comes to his uncle, there's no need to beat around the bush.

Xiang Xingshan was a little surprised. The ancient painting Lin Zifeng pointed at was indeed a good antique. He had originally spent 250,000 to get it from the antique market.

"Okay." Xiang Xingshan had benefited from Lin Zifeng, and Lin Zifeng also promised to save his father, so he had no reason to refuse.

However, just when Xiang Xingshan agreed, Li Yirong immediately said: "No, this painting is a good thing. You can't make it cheaper. Lin Zifeng wants this painting, so buy it for one million." Xiang Beicheng said this again and again.

It challenged Lin Zifeng's bottom line. Fortunately, his mother kept convincing him that the Xiang family treated them like this because they were coerced by the Lin family.

"Mother, listen to these words. This is the person you have spared no effort to help. This is the relative in your heart!"

Lin Zifeng shouted angrily, and in an instant he was in front of Xiang Beicheng, raised his hand and slapped him across the face.

"presumptuous!!"

The middle-aged man in a suit gave a low shout and rushed forward to stop Lin Zifeng. Unfortunately, his cultivation at the late yellow level was unable to stop Lin Zifeng at all.

"Bang!"

Lin Zifeng kicked the opponent away with one kick, and then slapped Xiang Beicheng hard on the face.

"Snapped!"

A crisp slap sounded, and Xiang Beicheng felt a burning pain on his face. At the same time, Lin Zifeng's cold voice sounded.

"This slap is for my mother. She has helped the Xiang family a lot, but you are still making trouble for her. Repay kindness with hatred!"

"Snapped!"

Lin Zifeng slapped Xiang Beicheng on the face again, causing Xiang Beicheng to retreat repeatedly, "This slap was for my sister. My sister was in the Lin family, and she gave all the good things and New Year's money to you ungrateful people.

I just hope you can live a better life."

"But what about you?! She is seriously ill and her life is hanging by a thread. My mother and I knelt down to beg you, but you didn't give us a penny!"

"Snapped!!"

"The last slap was for me. When you came to Yanjing seriously ill, I was busy and spent money to beg people to treat you. When you recovered, you repaid kindness with enmity, such a beast!!"

Every time Lin Zifeng said a word, his aura increased, and the anger in his heart was building up layer upon layer.

Many times, Lin Zifeng was unwilling to recall what had happened because it was too sad.

sad

,hateful!

Xiang Beicheng was a little confused after being slapped, and everyone else was dumbfounded, especially Li Yirong, who thought she knew Lin Zifeng.

Lin Zifeng used to be weak. Some time ago, when he and Mother Lin came to ask for a loan, he knelt before her and kowtowed and begged.

But today, he was so strong and domineering, slapping Xiang Beicheng three times in a row and turning him into a pig's head.

"Lin Zifeng, you are crazy. You dare to hit me. I will make you pay for what you did today."

Xiang Beicheng roared angrily. This was the first time he had experienced such humiliation.

"roll!!"

Lin Zifeng shouted coldly. He didn't want to see Xiang Beicheng for a second now.

Xiang Beicheng cursed loudly, but he also knew that he would not get any benefits if he stayed here any longer, so he left with the middle-aged man in a suit.

When Li Yarong saw Xiang Beicheng running away, his expression suddenly became serious. This was her home, could she still run away?

"Lin Zifeng, what are you doing? Do you want to beat me too? I didn't get as much benefit from you as Xiang Beicheng. Xiang Beicheng took most of it. I just drank the soup."

Lin Zifeng snorted lightly and ignored Li Yirong. Instead, he pointed to the ancient painting with three sky-shaped silver needles and said to Xiang Xingshan: "Uncle, I want this painting, give it to me, I

I can save your father."

Lin Zifeng doesn't like to beat around the bush, and when it comes to his uncle, there's no need to beat around the bush.

Xiang Xingshan was a little surprised. The ancient painting Lin Zifeng pointed at was indeed a good antique. He had originally spent 250,000 to get it from the antique market.

"Okay." Xiang Xingshan had benefited from Lin Zifeng, and Lin Zifeng also promised to save his father, so he had no reason to refuse.
Chapter completed!