"Apart from your father, who is the deputy governor and censor, who else in your family can give face to our Sun family!?"
Three generations of the Sun family were officials in the same dynasty. Even Sun Wencheng, the youngest, was a martial arts scholar. Now he has been promoted to the seventh rank of the city patrol censor, with a bright future.
Playboys like Pang Wenxuan are not worth mentioning in Sun Wencheng's eyes.
And when I came here today, I originally wanted to see his jokes, but I didn't expect that he would really dare to come after what kind of master he worshiped?
Come as soon as it comes.
Sun Wencheng also behaved like a superior and despised everyone.
After all, among all the people present, who has a higher official position than him? Can he bow his head?
"you--!?"
Seeing that Sun Wencheng was deliberately looking for trouble! And he did it in front of his master, which made Pang Wenxuan unable to get off the stage.
"Sun Wencheng!" At this time, Hua Guodong also stood up, "Today is our master's celebration banquet. Since you are toasting and refusing to eat, please leave here! We don't welcome you!"
"That's right!" Jiang Taiqing immediately shouted, "Where are the security guards? Get these guys out of here!"
"Master Sun, on weekdays, we give you three points, but today, it concerns our master, and we will never allow you to push further!" Liu Chengtai also fought back forcefully. He must earn face in front of his master.
Anyway, in the past, Sun Wencheng's circle did not have much overlap with Hua Guodong's circle, and both parties disliked each other.
In this case, it's not a big deal to just break up with him and drive him away.
Hearing this, Sun Wencheng and everyone were stunned.
I didn’t expect these four ignorant and ignorant dudes to be so arrogant today. How dare they challenge me? How dare they kick me out?
Soon, a group of security guards rushed in.
But when they saw it, the person they wanted to chase was actually Sun Wencheng!?
This group of security guards, who were quite discerning, were suddenly too frightened to move.
Just kidding, he is the young master of the Sun family, the direct grandson of the Minister of Punishment, and his uncle is a God of War-level figure.
With such a prominent status, let alone a group of small security guards trying to chase people away, they would all shy away from him just by looking at him.
"I wonder which of you dares to chase us, Mr. Sun!"
The attendant beside Sun Wencheng immediately stood up and shouted a warning.
The security guards were immediately frightened and ran away with their heads in their hands.
"Young Master Jiang, please spare us... That's Young Master Sun, we don't dare to do anything..."
When Jiang Taiqing saw this, he shook his head helplessly and allowed the security guards to be scared away.
"We, Mr. Sun, are willing to attend your celebration banquet today just to give you face! What's wrong with occupying the main seat!?"
"Is there anyone else here who is more qualified to sit here than our Master Sun!?"
As he said that, the eyes of the followers fell on Ye Feng.
"I heard that you worshiped some kind of master and just became some kind of bullshit president!?"
"Don't think that just because you are a president in the private sector, you are awesome."
"Let me tell you, kid - in front of our Young Master Sun, you are nothing!"
"Our young master, Mr. Sun, was the top martial arts scholar in the previous term, and now he has reached the rank of seventh-grade city patrol censor!"
"Boy, what rank are you in? Do you dare to ask us, Mr. Sun, to give up your position to you?"
As he said that, the group of people laughed loudly.
Facing Ye Feng and other civilians, Sun Wencheng, as a seventh-grade censor, believed that he was superior to them and had a strong sense of superiority.
"Alas!" Seeing this, Mr. Huang shook his head helplessly and sighed, thinking that Mr. Ye might have to admit defeat this time.
Even though Mr. Ye was able to kill decisively in front of outsiders, after all, the people he faced were ordinary people.
But now, what they have to face is the young master of a real official family, and he himself has a destiny, who dares to touch him?
"Damn it!" Hua Guodong and others were also gnashing their teeth in anger, but there was nothing they could do.
Even though they are all second-generation dudes, they are just thanks to their parents, and they are nothing themselves.
As the saying goes, the first level of officialdom kills people.
What's more, among them all, there isn't even a ninth-grade Sesame Officer.
No wonder he was despised and ridiculed by the seventh grade.
Even though all the guests at the scene were big bosses from all over the country, they also considered themselves dwarfs when faced with real officials and officials.
"Mr. Ye..." At this time, Zhao Wanting whispered helplessly, "How about we change places."
"Yeah, don't let this kid ruin our fun." Huang Long and others also said.
If you can't afford to offend, why can't you hide?
Hua Guodong also took out his mobile phone and said, "I'll make arrangements right away."
"No need!"
At this time, Ye Feng waved his hand and walked straight towards Sun Wencheng's group.
Maybe others are afraid of him, but Ye Feng will not coddle him.
"You...what are you going to do!?"
Seeing this, Sun Wencheng couldn't help but feel his breath stagnate, and seemed to feel an invisible pressure rushing towards his face.
After all, he was also a warrior, and he immediately sensed the dangerous aura coming from the other party.
"You brat! What are you doing here? Do you want to fight!?" The followers beside Sun Wencheng stood up and provoked each other in a pretentious manner.
"Haha!" At this time, Sun Wencheng stood up slowly and sneered, "Do you want to take action? I'm afraid you have found the wrong opponent!"
Among his peers, Sun Wencheng has never been afraid of anyone!
"Do you know who our Master Sun is?"
"That's Wang Fan, the instructor of Yanjing's Hundred Thousand Guns and Sticks, instructor Wang!"
"We, Mr. Sun, got his true inheritance and became the last martial arts champion in one fell swoop!"
"Among my peers, I am afraid that only the commander of the Yanjing Guards, Mr. Jin Xiyijin, can compete with us, Mr. Sun!"
Hearing Jin Xuyi's name, Sun Wencheng glared and reprimanded: "Asshole, are you allowed to call my future wife's name casually?"
"Palm mouth!"
"Yes, yes, yes..." The followers realized that they had said something wrong and apologized repeatedly, "We have offended the future Mrs. Wu Zhuangyuan, we deserve to die, it is our fault!"
Sun Wencheng was born into a noble family, he was the number one scholar in martial arts, and he had a very high self-esteem. An ordinary fallen flower or willow would not be able to catch his eye.
Only the heroic figure, known as the Valkyrie, with golden threads, made him fall in love at first sight.
Although the two families have not officially proposed marriage, in Sun Wencheng's mind, Jin Xuyi is already his future wife, and no one can compete with him.
Immediately afterwards, Sun Wencheng looked at Ye Feng and snorted coldly: "Although they said something wrong, there is one thing they did not say wrong."
"Among my peers, only my future wife Jin Xuyi can match me in chess, and I will meet a good talent!"
"There is no other mediocre person that I can take a good look at!"
“It’s available now!”
Without saying a word, Ye Feng swung his palm and sent Sun Wencheng flying away.
