"I'm pitiful? What's so pitiful about me? You don't know how happy I felt when I pretended to be you and went to fuck your woman's good friend. She didn't believe you hadn't done it? Which one of us is more miserable? You arrested Qin Shuyi today. Aren’t you afraid that your woman will find out and make trouble with you? Or, do you also want to have fun? Let me tell you how she feels..."
Before he could finish speaking, Rong Beiming strode forward, and when he was proud of his words, he punched him hard.
Yehun didn't expect Rong Beiming to move so fast. He couldn't dodge in time and was hit hard on the cheek by a fist. The pain was so painful that he could only gasp and cover his face with his hands.
Bloodshot seeped out from the corners of his mouth. He rubbed his cheeks and gasped, "Damn it! It's so despicable to take advantage of others' unpreparedness!"
Rong Beiming said coldly with a gloomy face: "If I wanted to kill you, you would have died several times. Tell me the rules, whose territory this is, have you figured it out? I am willing to play with you. That is the blessing you have cultivated for several lifetimes. If you dare to break up, I will let you die without a burial place, so just play nice, just the two of us."
"Okay!" Ye Hun endured the pain, covered his face and said through gritted teeth, "As long as you and Shen Chenyi abide by my rules, this matter will be over. If I lose, I will let you be slaughtered without any complaints!"
The two people looked at each other unwilling to be outdone, and without saying anything more, their fists were flying and their legs were intertwined in an instant. They were still entangled at first, but after a while, Ye Hun clearly had the upper hand.
There are more and more marks on the white shirt. There are injuries all over the face and body. Every movement is restrained, and he is completely in a state of being beaten.
"Why do you always like to be slapped in the face?" Ye Hun was kicked by Rong Beiming and took several steps back. He panted and glared angrily at Rong Beiming, who clearly had the upper hand.
He usually cherishes his handsome appearance because he likes to perform.
When I have nothing to do, I also entertain myself by rehearsing plays. My favorite is Shakespeare.
This is indeed inconsistent with his identity.
But if his father had not died, he would not bother to sit in the "fire" with him. His interest and hobby do not lie in killing people at all.
Therefore, he hated Rong Beiming and Shen Chenyi to death. If it weren't for them, he was still majoring in drama in England, how could he be the leader of this "Fire" hall?
If you don't make him feel comfortable, he will make everyone uncomfortable!
Thinking about it, Ye Hun touched the bruised corner of his eye again. Damn it, how many days will it take for it to go away?
He stared at Rong Beiming with anger and unwillingness, wanting to pull out a gun, but he was really afraid because he didn't have the confidence to be faster than Rong Beiming.
Everything is waiting for three days later. He will definitely create a dragnet to welcome Rong Beiming and his cousin-in-law, Fourth Master Shen!
The night was getting darker and darker, Rong Beiming gave Ye Hun a cold look and straightened his shirt.
"The main reason why you are still alive now is because you are Yuyou's only relative in this world. However, after the last game, I can't guarantee it." He finished speaking fiercely, turned around and got into the car. .
The driver picked up the coat dropped by Rong Beiming on the ground, closed the door for him, then got into the cab and started the car.
Looking at the car shadow disappearing into the night, Ye Hun's hand covering his face sank. He groaned in pain and spat lightly on the ground, which was full of blood.