As soon as these words were spoken, everyone looked over and saw a group of people walking in with cold faces, and the one who said those cruel words was the young man at the head.

Yang Zhiyuan was also frightened by the loud shouting and thought it was Chen Hua who was coming. But when he saw it, he turned out to be the young man who was with Yang Zixi and hugged him when they were in Pujiang.

"Who is this person? Why is he speaking so loudly?"

For a moment, the entire hall was filled with questions.

Yang Zhiyuan even put down his stool and sneered at the leading young man: "Who I thought it was, it turned out to be the man who broke shoes with Yang Zixi and hugged each other in Pujiang."

"Why, you can't bear this divorced woman being beaten, so you want to stand up for her?"

Hearing this, Han Ziping narrowed his eyes: "You'd better keep your mouth clean, otherwise I will let you know what it means to live a life worse than death, and I will also let you know what it means to be untouchable!"

What a loud tone!

Everyone present was affected by Han Ziping's tone.

"Ha ha!"

Yang Zhiyuan laughed confidently: "Are you crazy? If you dare to pretend to be such a big deal with me, aren't you afraid of death? I ask you?"

Han Ziping smiled coquettishly: "I should ask you this. I don't care how big your backers are or how strong your connections are. If I want to kill you, no one will dare to help you."

After saying this, Han Ziping was already listening to Yang Zhiyuan's footsteps. He immediately looked at Yang Zixi and asked, "Zixi, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, my dad..."

Yang Zixi burst into tears immediately and helplessly wiped the blood from Yang Tianming's face.

Han Ziping grabbed Yang Zhiyuan's collar and said ferociously: "Did you hit him?"

"It doesn't matter if I hit you, you'd better take your dog's claws away from me, or I'll kill you miserably!" Yang Zhiyuan yelled.

"I'm going to fuck you!"

Han Ziping pressed Yang Zhiyuan onto a banquet table, grabbed a wine bottle, and smashed it on Yang Zhiyuan's head. Blood splattered on Yang Zhiyuan's head, and he screamed repeatedly, which frightened everyone present.

"Save me, Mr. Xiao! Save me quickly!"

Yang Zhiyuan cried out.

Immediately, Xiao Ming, Yang Ziqi and Chen Hao came over with an old man.

"Do you want to die? Quickly let go of my brother Zhiyuan, or I will make you die miserably!" Yang Ziqi said angrily.

Han Ziping let go of Yang Zhiyuan, slapped Yang Ziqi on the face, and said: "Zi Xi's sister, right? Your father was beaten like this by this bastard, and you are indifferent and still ask me to let go of the person who killed your sister. You are simply

You are worse than a beast, if you dare to say a word again, I promise to strangle you to death!"

"Oh shit!"

Xiao Ming suddenly became angry: "If you fucking dare to hit my girlfriend, you are dead. Master Liu, fuck this kid to death!"

As soon as he finished speaking, an old man behind him stepped forward and punched Han Ziping.

"Young Master Han! Get out of the way!"

Yang Zixi shouted in shock, how powerful the masters brought by Xiao Ming were. If Han Ziping was hit, he would be beaten to death with one punch.

However, Han Ziping did not dodge.

Just when Master Liu's fist was about to see Han Zi.

Sudden!

Whoosh!

A flash of light pierced the air and struck Master Liu as fast as lightning.

"not good!"

Master Liu was startled and wanted to withdraw his fist, but it was too late. The light hit his fist, and with a bang, his fist exploded. His fist was bloody and bloody, and all five fingers fell to the ground. He screamed in agony.

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"this..."

Xiao Ming, Chen Hao and Yang Ziqi were all frightened. Their eyes fell on an old man walking slowly, their eyes full of fear.

"Brother, which family are you from?" Xiao Ming asked quickly with an idea. He was sure that this young man was definitely not simple.

Han Ziping replied calmly: "Han Ziping, the eldest young master of the Han family in Jinling."

"What!"

Xiao Ming, Chen Hao, Yang Ziqi, and Yang Zhiyuan all jumped up in shock, their eyes filled with horror, as if they had seen a ghost.

They were at the Chen family, but they saw with their own eyes how powerful Han Xiancheng, the head of the Han family in Jinling, was. Even the Grand Duke of the Xiao family was afraid of Han Xiancheng, and was so suppressed by Han Xiancheng that he did not dare to kill Chen Hua.

If this Han Ziping were the eldest son of Han Xiancheng, he would have offended a powerful person!

Immediately, Xiao Ming asked weakly: "But the Han family of Han Xiancheng?"

"Exactly." Han Ziping nodded.

"Oh my god!"

Yang Zhiyuan was frightened for a moment. He knelt down towards Han Ziping, hugged Han Ziping's thigh and shouted in fear: "Young Master Han, I am blind. I didn't know that this big Buddha of yours came from the Han family. If I knew, I would kneel down and kowtow."

I went out to greet you, how dare I pretend to be cool and say harsh words in front of you!"

"roll!"

Han Ziping kicked him away.

Then he looked at Yang Zixi and said softly: "Zixi, no one can bully you as long as I am here. I will send someone to take you and your father to the hospital, and leave the rest to me."

"Thank you, Mr. Han, thank you!"

Yang Zixi was moved to tears. Without Han Ziping, she didn't know what she would do.

Soon, someone from Han Ziping helped Yang Zixi push the wheelchair and left with Yang Zixi and her daughter.

"Yang Zixi is still very good. If she climbs into the young master who is even afraid of the young master of the Xiao family, Yang Zhiyuan will probably be in trouble!"

At this moment, everyone present thought so.

Li Sulan suddenly became smart and stepped forward with a smile: "Young Master Han, right? I am Zi Xi's mother. Do you like my Zi Xi? If so, my aunt will marry Zi Xi to you."

Just kidding, even the young master of the Xiao family is afraid of the young master, how awesome is that? If Yang Zixi can marry into the Han family, wouldn't she have more cards?

"Get out!" Han Ziping shouted. He learned from Yang Zixi that she had a bad relationship with her mother. It was obvious from the fact that Yang Zixi was beaten by Yang Zhiyuan and her mother remained indifferent.

Li Sulan was so frightened by the loud shout that she shrank her neck.

"Yang Zhiyuan stays, everyone else, get out of here!" Han Ziping said coldly, scanning the audience.

All of a sudden!

Rumble!!!

A group of people poured out of the hall like thousands of horses galloping and left as if they were running away.

Soon, only Yang Zhiyuan and Han Ziping were left in the huge Villa No. 1.

"Master Han, don't kill me, don't kill me. I was wrong. I will never dare to provoke Zi Xi again. Please spare me, spare me!" Yang Zhiyuan was so frightened that he wet his pants and cried.

Shouting for mercy.

"I didn't want to kill you." Han Zi said calmly.

"Really?" Yang Zhiyuan suddenly became energetic.

"Get up and talk." Han Ziping pulled up a chair and sat down. When Yang Zhiyuan got up, he asked: "Did you snatch this villa from Yang Zixi's husband?"

Yang Zhiyuan nodded weakly and said: "If Mr. Han wants to go back and give it to Yang Zixi, I am willing to give it to Mr. Han for free."

Han Ziping nodded and asked again: "After you occupied this house, did you see a book with Zhenwu in the title?"

"A book with Zhenwu in the name?" Yang Zhiyuan frowned, and after thinking for a while, he said: "I have never seen such a book. I haven't touched any of the books in this room. Young Master Han can find whatever book he wants.

Go find it."

"Search." Han Ziping waved his hand.

Suddenly, dozens of people started searching everywhere.

Half an hour later, everyone returned to the first floor and said no.

So Han Ziping drove Yang Zhiyuan away and ordered: "Go and call ten excavators to come in and dig three meters of the ground for me to search. I must find the Zhenwu Cultivation Technique!"
Chapter completed!