When Zhang Shaoyong and the others saw Yang Haifeng, their faces turned ashen in an instant.
They knew that they had failed today and would never be able to recover from this situation.
On the contrary, they are even beginning to think about how to end it.
No matter how awesome Zhang Shaoyong is, he can only do so in this three-acre land of Jinzhou.
Facing a young man like Yang Haifeng, he has no capital to be awesome at all.
In other words, let alone Zhang Shaoyong, even the Zhang family behind him would probably have to suffer a lot.
"This bitch beat my wife and asked these three losers to take revenge. If I hadn't been a bit capable, I might have actually been disabled."
Lin Shao pointed at Zhu Mingyan and Zhang Shaoyong and said indifferently.
"What?" Yang Haifeng was furious, and rushed over and slapped Zhu Mingyan several times, "You bitch, you are so fucking blind, how dare you touch Mr. Lin's woman?"
Poor Zhu Mingyan, that face has suffered a lot.
After Yang Haifeng beat Zhu Mingyan, he rushed towards Zhang Shaoyong again, kicking him several times, "Zhang Shaoyong, you fucking think you are awesome just because you are the Fourth Young Master of Jinzhou? You dare to mess with anyone? This is Young Master Lin, this is me
I can’t afford to offend Mr. Lin!”
After speaking, Zhang Shaoyong's whole body began to tremble.
If Yang Haifeng can't be offended, who is he?
He finally realized that he had hit a brick wall.
"Young Master Yang, save me. I drank some wine and impulsively rushed into Young Master Lin. I will never dare to do it again. As for that bitch Zhu Mingyan, you can just watch and deal with her. She deserves to be offended by Young Master Lin.
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"Yes, Mr. Yang, we are all impulsive. Please just leave us alone. We won't care about that bitch anymore."
Zhang Shaoyong and the other three were almost in tears. They immediately began to distance themselves from their relationship with Zhu Mingyan and began to apologize.
They even hated Zhu Mingyan. If it weren't for Zhu Mingyan, how could they offend Mr. Lin?
Zhu Mingyan's heart sank to the core, and her cheeks lost any color.
Friendship and true love are all nonsense in the face of power. She has finally seen the true nature of these young men.
Yang Haifeng vented his anger and looked at Mr. Lin, "Young Master Lin, you can do whatever you want with this bitch, but those three people all have some friendship with me, and I hope that Mr. Lin will show his favor."
Although Yang Haifeng is not afraid of Zhang Shaoyong and the others, he doesn't want to offend him. There are many friends and many paths. In the borders of Jinzhou, sometimes the face of Zhang Shaoyong and the others is more useful than him.
"Young Master Yang, of course I have to give you face if you open your mouth. But the problem now is that that woman won't give me face. She wants to stand up for this bitch."
"What?" Yang Haifeng was furious and immediately looked at Song Rumei, "Song Rumei, you are looking for death. You dare to interfere with Master Lin's affairs? Do you believe that Master Lin's words will make your Yindi Group bankrupt?"
Yang Haifeng naturally knew Song Rumei.
Not to mention that Song Rumei is a well-known ice flower in Jinzhou City, but to say that he and Gao Mingyang conspired to assassinate Wang Fan so many times, it would be unjustifiable if one of the closest people to Wang Fan, Song Rumei, was not known.
"Don't believe it!" Before Song Rumei could speak, a voice came up.
I saw Wang Fan holding a wine glass in one hand and a pastry in the other, slowly emerging from behind Song Rumei.
"Wang Fan?" Yang Haifeng's expression changed immediately when he saw Wang Fan.
Not only Yang Haifeng, but also Mr. Lin's expression changed.
They all knew Wang Fan and their hatred was unforgettable.
Needless to say, Yang Haifeng was slapped in the face by Wang Fan in public at the banquet, and then stepped on by Chu Wei afterwards. It was a great shame and humiliation.
As for Mr. Lin, he came to Jinzhou City under the orders of Mr. Kong to protect Mo Wenrou and monitor him to prevent other men from getting there first.
But Wang Fan was on the good side and stepped in. Not only did he have a date with Mo Wenrou at a restaurant, but he also opened a honeymoon suite. As a result, he was blamed by Master Kong. This time he was almost killed by Master Kong when he returned. How could he not hate it?
"Hey, Master Yang, you still know this little guy like me?" Wang Fan chuckled, as if he was very flattered,
"I haven't seen you in the past few days. You, Young Master Yang, are really becoming more and more prestigious. What? I seem to have heard that you want Yindi Group to go bankrupt?"
When he said this, Wang Fan's voice suddenly rose, "Do you fucking know that I work in Yindi and have just been promoted to the security minister?"
"By letting Yindi Group go bankrupt, aren't you going to cut off my money and my future? Cutting off people's money is equivalent to killing their parents. You, Young Master Yang, are trying to kill me!"
Wang Fan looked very angry, and in the end he couldn't help it, and splashed a glass of wine on Yang Haifeng's face.
"Also, you are so fucking awesome. What did you say just now that Song Rumei is looking for death?" Wang Fan didn't wait for Yang Haifeng to react, and directly smashed the cup on his head, speaking in a high-pitched tone, as if he was crazy, "Damn it, Song Rumei is looking for death?"
Is that what you can call?"
Click!
The cup exploded on Yang Haifeng's head, and the glass shards penetrated Yang Haifeng's head. Blood oozed out instantly.
Wang Fan was still angry, so he rushed forward and kicked Yang Haifeng to the ground. He squatted down and started to slap Yang Haifeng fiercely.
"You sent someone to destroy my rental house. I was worried that I couldn't find you. It's a good thing you actually came to my door. It's good that you can settle the old and new debts together."
Wang Fan really wanted to be angry, especially when he thought that his rental house had been smashed into what it looked like, he became even more angry.
That was his residence. When he went back to sleep at night, he found that it was worse than a doghouse. Who wouldn't be angry?
Wang Fan cursed angrily and slapped Yang Haifeng wildly to vent his anger.
With a dozen slaps, Yang Haifeng had already been beaten into a pig's head, his cheeks were swollen, his mouth was bleeding, and his eyes were filled with stars. It was too miserable to look at.
Zhang Shaoyong, Zhu Mingyan and others looked at this scene, all dumbfounded and confused.
That's Young Master Yang from the provincial capital. He's not just a cat or a dog, but he's being beaten by your little security chief. Are you crazy?
Zhu Mingyan suddenly felt that her face no longer hurt. Compared to Yang Haifeng's pain, she could only scratch it.
"Stop!" Mr. Lin finally reacted, "Wang Fan, don't go too far!"
He was very angry, quite angry, simply furious!
He was a young man from the capital city, but in a small place like Jinzhou City, in the hands of a nobody like Wang Fan, he was frustrated over and over again. This made him simply unbearable.
"Excessive?" Wang Fan smiled, "The more extreme ones are yet to come."
As he said this, without any warning, he flashed towards Mr. Lin like a whirlwind and slapped him with his hand.
Mr. Lin's expression changed drastically, his pupils twitched, and he suddenly stepped back.
However, although he has a few tricks, how can he compare with Wang Fan?
Snapped!
The crisp sound came out instantly, and he immediately felt a burning sting on his cheek.
incredible!
Absolutely unbelievable!
"You, you fucking dare to slap me?" Mr. Lin was going crazy. This was simply a shame and humiliation. "If you have the guts, slap me again!"
"Hey, this kind of request is really rare, so what if I slap you?" Wang Fan said, and slapped him again, "If you dare to provoke my woman, let my woman accompany you to drink, otherwise I will slap you."
who?"
Mr. Lin was stunned. After a moment, he became furious and yelled at the bodyguard behind him!
"Give it to me! Cripple him! Cripple an arm, one million! One leg, two million! The third leg, five million! Whoever can kill him, I will directly reward him with ten million!