"Haha! I called you trash, but you still don't admit it? Now it's better! You can't admit it even if you don't want to!"
Ye Fan clapped his hands and complained with disdain.
And his words almost made those dandy boys vomit blood on the spot, but they did not dare to say a word, because Ye Fan was too cruel and left no room for anything, which simply ignored them.
Therefore, these people can only be angry but dare not speak out.
At this time, Ye Fan relit a cigarette, and then slowly spit out the smoke. Under the smoke, his expression looked very lazy.
I saw him walking up to Qian Zhenxuan while holding a cigarette in his mouth.
As a result, his actions scared Qian Zhenxuan's face as pale as paper, "You...what do you want to do? I'm warning you, my dad is Qian Jindong, the CEO of the Qian Family Group, you dare to touch me
A piece of cold hair, I promise you won’t be able to eat it and carry it around!”
Qian Zhenxuan looked frightened and kept threatening Ye Fan.
But Ye Fan was not afraid at all.
"What did you just say? Make me walk around without food?" Ye Fan had a playful smile on his lips.
"Yes! I am rich! I have a strong background! In the capital, I have the final say!"
Qian Zhenxuan said through gritted teeth.
Hearing this, the corners of Ye Fan's mouth curved even more intensely.
He stared at Qian Zhenxuan and said in a cynical tone: "I'm sorry, I hate threats the most! Especially someone like you. If you are really capable, I admire you a bit, but you can only rely on
The second generation ancestor who pretends to have a pretentious relationship between his parents makes me even more disgusting!"
After saying that, Ye Fan raised his right foot and kicked Qian Zhenxuan's knee hard!
"Crack——!"
There was a crisp sound of bone cracking, and Qian Zhenxuan's right kneecap was shattered!
"Ah...ah!"
"My...my feet! It hurts...ahhh!"
Immediately, he let out a shrill wail, rolling on the ground in pain, sweating profusely, and his forehead was covered with big beads of sweat!
"Little money!"
When the dandies around him saw this scene, they couldn't help but take a deep breath. They all exclaimed in unison, concerned about Qian Zhenxuan's injury.
As soon as they finished speaking, Ye Fan slowly turned around, looked at them coldly, and said, "What's the matter? Do you want to stand up for him?"
"No!"
"I...I'm just asking casually!"
"Ouch! I...I'm a little dizzy. I need to lie down!"
...
Suddenly, these dandy boys were lying on the ground one after another, making fainting gestures, making it clear that they were pretending to be dead.
After all, their strength is far inferior to Ye Fan. If they continue to stay there, they will probably only suffer disaster.
"Trash!" Ye Fan glanced at them and shook his head.
At this time, Qian Zhenxuan got up from the ground, holding his right knee and looking in great pain.
His eyes were scarlet, and he glared at Ye Fan fiercely, and said: "You brat, you are waiting for me, I will never spare you!"
Ye Fan shrugged his shoulders noncommittally and said, "Then let's wait and see!"
Hearing this, Qian Zhenxuan took a deep look at Ye Fan, and then led the group of playboys away in embarrassment.