Chen Cheng coughed violently, his cheeks flushed red due to anger, and his ferocious look was full of hatred, and he gritted his teeth.
Chen Cheng was very angry at this moment, but his heart was filled with helplessness and frustration.
He didn't expect that an unknown and unknown rat could defeat him in one move.
This made him unacceptable.
He originally thought that he was already the best among the younger generation in Beijing, and who would have thought that Ye Fan would be better?
Ye Fan slowly turned around, stared at Wang Shaoyu coldly, and asked in a cold tone: "Wang Shaoyu, it's your turn now!"
"What do you want to do? I...I am the eldest young master of the Wang family. If you dare to touch me, be careful not to get rid of it!" Wang Shaoyu was frightened.
, hurriedly moved out the background to scare Ye Fan, for fear of causing a murder.
However, he didn't know that what Ye Fan hated the most was threat, and he never took threat seriously.
"I can't eat it and leave?" Ye Fan smiled disdainfully. The next second, his eyes suddenly became sharp, and then without saying a word, he slapped him on the spot.
"Ouch--"
Wang Shaoyu screamed, his left cheek instantly swollen, and blood flowed out of his nose, almost falling to the ground.
Wang Shaoyu covered his hot face and stared at Ye Fan with a resentful look, and shouted: "My surname is Ye! Do you dare to hit Master Ben? Believe it or not, I will kill you!"
Ye Fan sneered disdainfully: "Wang Shaoyu, don't blame me for not warning you. If you dare to say a word, I will smear your dog face!"
Listening to these arrogant and domineering words, Wang Shaoyu was furious and wanted to fight Ye Fan immediately, but he knew that he was definitely not an opponent, so he could only temporarily suppress his anger.
He took a few deep breaths to calm his anger, then stared at Ye Fan viciously and threatened: "My man surnamed Ye, I will remember the grudge of today! I will find a chance to kill you sooner or later!"
"Sooner or later? Haha!"
Ye Fan sneered with disdain on his face.
As a result, he sneered, and Wang Shaoyu trembled all over, looking panic-fearing.
So, Wang Shaoyu looked panicked and said, "What are you laughing at? Is there something wrong with my words?"
"Sooner or later! I'm afraid you won't be there!" Ye Fan hinted with interest and said.
"You...what do you mean?"
Wang Shaoyu stared at Ye Fan with a vigilant look on his face because he felt something was in Ye Fan's words, and he smelled a dangerous aura.
"Because you can't see the sun tomorrow!"
Finished!
A cold light burst out from Ye Fan's eyes. The next second, he suddenly jumped up and raised his foot and kicked it out hard.
"Pu! Crack!"
With two crisp sounds of rupture, Wang Shaoyu suddenly felt a violent stinging pain coming from his waist, and it was obvious that he had several fractures of his sternum.
"ah--"
Wang Shaoyu screamed, rolling and wailing in place while holding his sternum. His desolate appearance was simply sad.
After this kick, Ye Fan fell back to his original place, still in that cynical attitude, as if the incident had not happened just now.
"Mr. Wang!"
Chen Cheng beside him was completely shocked!
The eldest young master of the Wang family in the capital was actually trampled under his feet by Ye Fan in the street. This scene was too subverting his perception.
Ye Fan ignored Wang Shaoyu's whine. He slowly put on his clothes, then walked to Wang Shaoyu, and then stretched out his feet and stepped on his palm.