Seeing Zhang Zijie's stupid look, Ye Fan felt the urge to laugh.
The story of defeating Master Huang last night was probably a lot of rumor, but Zhang Zijie didn't hear it. He saw that he was a playboy and was determined to pick up girls and drink. He only knew that he was a rich man and did not understand the rumors outside at all.
At this time, Ye Fan's mouth curled up slightly, and a sneer appeared, and he said lightly: "Zhang Zijie, since you want to call me grandpa, then I will be kind enough to accept you as my grandson..."
Zhang Zijie's face suddenly fell down, and he scolded and scolded with displeasure: "You are still arrogant, right? Master Huang will never be ruined by you!"
At this time, Ye Fan spread his hands and said, "If you don't believe it, please call someone and ask if Master Huang has become a useless person!"
Zhang Zijie snorted coldly, scolded, "Hmph! Just hit me, do you think I'm afraid of you!"
After saying that, Zhang Zijie picked up the phone and dialed the number at home.
A moment later, the phone was connected and an old and majestic voice came: "Hey, Zijie! What's wrong?"
Zhang Zijie put his phone next to his ear, said calmly, "Dad, I heard that Master Huang was deposed by his martial arts. Is this true?"
At this time, Zhang's father responded and said, "Of course it's true! This matter has been rumored to be a sensation in the outside world. It is said that he was beaten to a disabled boy named Ye Fan!"
"What? Master Huang was really beaten to a disabled martial arts by Ye Fan?" Zhang Zijie looked in disbelief.
"Zijie, now this incident has caused a lot of storm, and the people of the whole country know it! So, don't mess with Ye Fan again, otherwise we will be the ones who suffer losses!" Zhang's father reminded him.
However, his reminder was still too late.
Because Zhang Zijie had already provoked Ye Fan at this time.
At this time, Zhang Zijie hung up the phone like he was in a daze. He looked at Ye Fan with an incredible expression and said in shock: "Ye Fan, you...you really do Master Huang's
My martial arts are abolished? He...he is the number one master in the capital! How did you do it?"
Ye Fan smiled contemptuously and said, "Haha, it seems like your tone is very difficult! In fact, it is easy for me to nullify Master Huang's martial arts!"
"It's easy?"
Hearing Ye Fan's words, Zhang Zijie was so angry that he almost vomited three liters of blood.
Master Huang is the number one expert in Beijing, but it turns out to be easy to deal with when you say it? Are you too crazy?
At this time, Ye Fan had no time to pay attention to Zhang Zijie.
He joked with a playful look on his face, "Zhang Zijie, what did you say just now? You said that if I destroy Master Huang's martial arts, you call me grandpa? Haha! Although I don't want to accept a stupid grandson like you,
But if you insist on calling me Grandpa, I won’t mind either!”
When Zhang Zijie heard Ye Fan's words, he was stunned. He never expected that Ye Fan would take his anger seriously.
"You!" Zhang Zijie stared at Ye Fan and said angrily, "You are simply too bullying!"
Ye Fan curled his lips disdainfully and said, "I'm too bullying people? What's wrong with me? You've repeatedly asked my women to trouble you. If I don't deal with you, are you still keeping it for the New Year?"
Finished!
Ye Fan waved his hand and slapped him on the spot.
"Ouch!"
Zhang Zijie covered half of his face and shouted out in pain.
"You...how dare you hit me?"
He looked up at Ye Fan, with a strong resentment revealed in his eyes.
Ye Fan stared at him disdainfully and said, "Zhang Zijie, tell you! From now on, stay away from women. If I know that you are still coming to cause trouble for her, don't blame me for being rude to you!"