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213. Chapter 213 This punch was for Wanqing!

After finishing speaking, Wei Zhehan was silent for a moment and counted down indifferently: "Ten, nine, eight..."

"Second brother?!" The three brothers of the Tian family couldn't help but become anxious when they saw this situation.

No matter how fast the car evacuated, it couldn't compete with Wei Zhehan's gentle press of the remote control for one second.

However, if Yang Mufan is allowed to get out of the car, who knows what heart-breaking behavior Wei Zhehan, who has already lost his mind, will do?!

Admiring Fan's sharp black eyes like a falcon locked on Wei Zhehan. After a moment, he made a move: "Sirius, open the car door!"

"Second brother..." Sirius frowned and looked at Yang Mufan worriedly, wanting to say something, but he was already intimidated by Yang Mufan's sinister and vicious gaze.

I had to obey the order and push the car door open.

Yang Mufan got out of the car with a strong aura and was accustomed to buttoning his coat after getting off the car.

While fastening his buttons, he walked slowly towards Wei Zhehan.

As soon as he walked three meters away from Wei Zhehan, Wei Zhehan rushed forward, raised his fist high, and hit Yang Mufan's handsome face hard. He howled hysterically: "This punch is for Wan."

Qing beat me!!"

However, Yang Mufan didn't mean to let him get his wish. The second before his fist landed on his cheek, his eyes turned cold, he grabbed Wei Zhehan's fist and said coldly: "Don't do it to me.

If you show your teeth and claws in front of me to irritate me or provoke me, remember: you can't afford to provoke me, let alone threaten me, do you understand?!"

With that said, Yang Mufan pushed Wei Zhehan away with all his strength, bypassed him and planned to walk towards Mu Yuan.

And Wei Zhehan looked at his arrogant appearance of being arrogant and controlling the whole world, and couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Really?! You are so sure about Xiang Mufan that I can't offend you, let alone threaten you?! You are too

Self-righteousness is too arrogant..."

With a chuckle, Wei Zhehan's blood-red eyes were filled with a hint of madness and cruelty. He was about to press the remote control and blow up half of Mu Yuan first to see how he could continue to be so good at admiring Mu Fan.

However, just a second before pressing the button, Yang Mufan suddenly stopped, turned slightly to his side, looked at him coldly, and said faintly: "Wei Zhehan, you can blow up wherever you want. It's up to you. I admire you."

Fan doesn’t have any comments. The only thing I need to remind you is: I hope you can bear the cost of irritating me.”

"Do you think I have anything you can threaten now?!" Wei Zhehan sneered.

Now he is not even afraid of the God of Death, but he still cares about admiration Mufan's threats?! Haha~!!

Yang Mufan raised his eyebrows: "Isn't it true?! Wei Zhehan, do you believe it or not, as long as I say a word now, in less than three seconds, the woman lying in the hospital dying will... die without a complete body?!

"

Upon hearing this, the blood on Wei Zhehan's face disappeared instantly and became extremely pale.

He stared at Yang Mufan blankly for a long time, and then rushed towards Yang Mufan frantically, grabbing Yang Mufan by the collar: "What are you going to do to her?! I'm warning you, if you dare to touch a hair of hers, or do it again

If anything happens to make her sad, even if I turn into a ghost, I won't let you go!"

Looking at Wei Zhehan who was completely irritated and looking like a wild beast, Yang Mufan found it inexplicably funny. He twitched the corners of his lips, raised his eyebrows and said leisurely: "Hit me, I'll give you the chance to beat me, but before you beat me,

I have to remind you: if you punch me once, I will have Mu Wanqing punched twice; if you blow me up, I will have Mu Wanqing chopped into pieces and thrown into the sea to feed the sharks!"

After Wei Zhehan heard this, his whole body was shaking uncontrollably. His high fist was fixed in the air and he couldn't hit it with all his strength.

In the end, he had no choice but to hang down helplessly.


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