"Bang!"

Suddenly, a crisp sound rang.

Everyone looked in the sound and saw that Young Master Han’s cheeks were red and five finger marks were clearly visible.

But he had been slapped by Yan Feiyang.

"Mr. Han, this is a world of rules, do you understand?"

Yan Feiyang pinched Han Chengdong's neck, looked at his thin face, and said calmly.

Everyone was stunned.

They never dreamed that the famous young master Han, who was in Yuanping, would be slapped in the face in public.

Looking at Yan Feiyang's eyes, it was like looking at a madman.

The local buns from this countryside must be crazy!

I don’t know the sky is so high!

Even if you can fight, it is Yidong here, and Han Chengdong's man is Mr. Han, can you still fly to the sky? When it falls into the hands of the Han father and son, you will know what it means to "kill every day should not be called "dirty and earth should not be called "dirty and earth".

In Yuanping City, many people had suffered from Han Chengdong's depressed losses before.

Otherwise, Mr. Han would not have been so loud.

This guy is not only a hungry ghost, but also a cruel and ruthless person who will retaliate against his grudges.

"What are you doing..."

Mr. Han was also confused by the slap and struggled. These words burst out from his throat, his face flushed red.

"Bang!"

Yan Feiyang slapped again with his backhand, and Mr. Han’s other half of his face turned red, and his finger marks were also clearly visible.

"Everyone is civilized, don't swear."

Yan Feiyang said with a smile, his smile a little lazy, and he did not take Young Master Han's "noble" identity seriously at all.

"Son of a bitch……"

Young Master Han obviously did not listen to Yan Feiyang's advice, and struggled to curse.

"Bang!"

This time the slap was louder than before. Everyone clearly saw a bloody tooth passing through a beautiful arc in the air and flew towards the distance.

"I told you that you must follow the rules in everything!"

"Don't think that you are Mr. Han, so I dare not deal with you!"

Yan Feiyang's smile was lazily, and his voice became lazily.

In Wei Zhou's dark alley, he used this way to deal with the mad dogs. Now in the magnificent banquet hall of Yuanping Hotel, he still used the same method to deal with Mr. Han.

In his eyes, Han Chengdong and Mad Dog are not essentially different.

They are all guys who need repairs!

"you……"

Young Master Han opened his mouth and bloodshots splattered.

Yan Feiyang made a big move, and he was already bleeding from his mouth.

A hint of fear flashed quickly in his eyes.

Mr. Han knew very well that he had met 250 today. He didn't know the reputation of Han Dayan in Yuanping City and even the entire Yidong, so he directly treated himself as a playboy.

He could clearly pinch him to death with his little fingers, but he was strangled by someone, slapping his left and right slapping his mouth so hard that his mouth was covered in blood and even his front teeth were blown away.

The depression in Han Shao’s heart can be imagined.

"What do you... want?"

Finally, Mr. Han took a breath and asked with a struggle.

Yan Feiyang smiled and said, "I don't want to do anything. I just educate you and understand the rules. No matter who you are, you must follow the rules. Otherwise, you will be beaten!"

Young Master Han was about to spurt out his old blood in one mouthful of mouth.

Yan Feiyang's words were no less light than the three slaps on his face. Today, Mr. Han's face was peeled off to the point of not leaving any left. Even if Major General Han was broken into pieces, this face today would be a loss. From now on, how could Mr. Han raise his head in Yuanping's wealth circle?

The people around them will definitely be very polite and respectful when they see him, Mr. Han, in the future. But they will never forget this scene in their minds.

This shame is unforgettable.

"Boy, listen to me, unless you kill me now, otherwise I will not let you go..."

Han Chengdong shouted gritted his teeth.

At some point, his big hand, which was like an iron hoop, had loosened a lot, making him breathe smoother and speak a lot more quickly.

"Yeah?"

Yan Feiyang laughed and looked him up and down, with indescribable sarcasm in his eyes.

"Mr. Han, maybe you didn't hear what I said just now? Your prison disaster is right in front of you, so let's take care of yourself first!"

“Bad talk…”

Han Chengdong was both angry and funny.

The onlookers also burst into laughter, thinking that this kid had a real problem with his brain except for being particularly good at beating.

What does he think of himself?

Zhuge Liang, who knows astronomy and geography?

Or Liu Bowen, who knew five hundred years ago and five hundred years later?

Dare to say such words!

"Boy, you can let go of me. Is it your prison or my prison?"

Han Chengdong stared at Yan Feiyang and shouted.

"OK."

Unexpectedly, Yan Feiyang actually agreed and let go of his hand.

Han Chengdong seemed a little unbelievable, moved his neck, took a step back, moved his neck, and took a few more steps until he retreated more than ten steps away and stood behind several policemen. Young Master Han was completely relieved.

Suddenly, his face became extremely ferocious!

"Catch it!"

The next moment, Han Dao pulled up his neck and screamed, and the veins on his neck surged one by one, looking very creepy.

"What are you doing when you're standing there? Hurry up and arrest this bastard!"

Only then did the police wake up as if they were dreaming, they each showed their handcuffs and batons, and walked forward together.

It can be seen that the police are actually very nervous.

They had witnessed Yan Feiyang's neat skills in packing up cannons and another bodyguard. When they could not use guns, seven or eight of them surrounded him, but they might not be able to catch this kid. Maybe they would have to put several down.

Yan Feiyang turned a blind eye to the policeman who surrounded him, his eyes went over and fell directly on Gao Wenming's face, and said calmly: "Leader Gao, are you sure you want to do this? Are you going to die with this young master Han?"

Gao Wenming couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. At this time, he seemed to realize that these policemen were calling by themselves. Unconsciously, they became Young Master Han's "bodyguard".

Without waiting for Gao Wenming to answer, Zhang Hongyun sneered and said, "If we don't follow Mr. Han, are we still following you? What are you? A boy from the countryside who is ignorant of the world!"

As soon as these words were said, Zhang Hongyun really saw a satisfied expression on Mr. Han’s face.

This woman is sophisticated and knows that in such a situation, it is far more effective than ever to express her loyalty to Mr. Han. From now on, Mr. Han will definitely regard himself as his confidant in Yunhe Gao's family. The success of the Gao family in Yidong is just around the corner!

Yan Feiyang smiled. His smile was very light, and he slowly sat down on the chair beside him, picked up a glass of red wine, took a sip, and completely treated the policeman who had completely surrounded him as air.

Seeing such calm and composed appearance, the police immediately looked at each other and stayed there, no one dared to step forward.

Could it be that this kid is a real person who doesn’t show his appearance?

In fact, is it a yamen who is bigger than Han Shao?

Who can explain this kind of thing clearly?

"Brother, please cooperate..."

Finally, a brave young policeman stepped forward, came to Yan Feiyang, and whispered.

That tone, no matter how you listen, you are discussing with Yan Feiyang. If you are not happy, let’s talk about it again...

Yan Feiyang smiled and stretched out his hands.

There is a "click" sound!

The shiny handcuffs handcuffed Yan Feiyang's arms.

Almost everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

This dangerous person was finally controlled.
To be continued...