"Call Young Master Zhao?" Wang Fan smiled, "Which Young Master Zhao? Zhao Kuangshan or Zhao Kuangtian? Or is it Zhao Kuangren or Zhao Kuangmang again?"
Wang Fan slapped his face with sarcasm, "Bei Jingui, if I were you, I would definitely not call them. You are not helping yourself, but cheating them."
Wang Fan took out his cell phone and smiled playfully, "If you think I'm bluffing, give me Mr. Zhao's phone number and I'll call it for you. Or you can call it yourself."
"I'll leave it at that for today. I don't care who's behind you, or who Young Master Zhao is. If anyone dares to stand up for you, I'll step on every one. To quote what you said before, even the King of Heaven and I will
Can't save you!"
Bei Jingui was shocked when he heard this!
Who is this person? Why don’t you even take the Zhao family’s nephew seriously? Isn’t this too arrogant?
He stared at Wang Fan's expression, trying to discern some clues, but unfortunately, all he saw was a playful smile.
He didn't know if Wang Fan was really confident or if he was bluffing.
Meng Qingyang also paused and waited for Wang Fan's instructions.
"Who are you?" Bei Jingui struggled to speak out after a long while.
"You don't need to care who I am, you just need to know that you can't leave here alive today." Wang Fan said slowly, "By the way, do you still want to call me?"
"If you don't fight, I will let Master Meng do it. Master Meng has the final say whether your subordinates live or die, but you must die!"
Wang Fan said domineeringly, "If you still decide to call that Young Master Zhao, I will let you do it. I won't even wait until he comes before I touch you. So, you decide for yourself whether to make this call or not."
Bei Jingui looked grim. If Wang Fan hadn't said anything about killing him, he might have considered it.
However, Wang Fan was going to kill him, so how could he care so much.
Without hesitation, Bei Jingui took out his cell phone and dialed Mr. Zhao's number.
Wang Fan did not break his promise and asked Meng Qingyang to postpone his actions, then walked to Lin Shiya and sat down.
If Bei Jingui dares to touch Lin Shiya, he is seeking death!
There is absolutely no way Wang Fan would let him go.
If you don't step on someone like Bei Jingui, forget it. If you step on someone like him, you'll be trampled to death.
Wang Fan not only wants to trample him to death, but also destroy his confidence.
His support is Kuangren Zhao. Wang Fan wants to see if Kuangren Zhao dares to stand up for Bei Jingui.
In an elegant box, a dozen people in formal attire were drinking with a young man.
These dozen or so people are not too old, between thirty and forty, and each one is filled with a majestic aura, obviously tempered by being in high positions for a long time.
If you have a discerning eye, you will find that these dozen people are actually characters who often appear in TV newspapers.
Each of them is either a city-level boss or a high-ranking provincial official. Although he is not a prince, he can still be regarded as a feudal official, and his power cannot be underestimated.
The most important thing is that they are still young, which means they have a clear career path and can still climb higher.
However, now these people are respectfully accompanying the young man to drink with smiles on their faces. This shows that the young man's identity is even more unusual.
The young man was wearing a white sportswear and a pair of black-rimmed glasses. He looked like a student of Yuanshi, with an air of elegance about him.
However, his eyes hidden behind his glasses would flash with a ray of light from time to time, revealing his sharp edge.
He just smiled and drank and chatted with everyone. He was not arrogant or humble, his smile was gentle and he was at ease.
Jingle bell bell…
A harsh cell phone ringtone suddenly rang. The young man frowned and slowly answered the call.
"Mr. Zhao, come and save me. I'm stuck in the Furong Club. They want to kill me!" As soon as the call was connected, a harsh voice came from the receiver.
The young man's expression changed, and then he suddenly stood up.
The elegant aura on his body also disappeared in an instant and became murderous. It was like a sheep that did not bite suddenly turned into a ferocious wolf, which was terrifying.
"Furong Club?" The young man narrowed his eyes, "Wait for me, I'll be there right away. Tell Bai Xiaoren that I'll be there in half an hour."
After the young man finished speaking, he hung up the phone and looked at the dozen or so people. "Everyone, I'm sorry. I have something else to do, so I have to excuse myself. We'll meet up next time."
With that said, he strode out the door.
This person is none other than Kuangren Zhao.
He didn't ask on the phone what happened, because he knew that in this case, rushing over as quickly as possible made more sense than anything else.
Bei Jingui is his person. He is not only loyal, but also very good at getting things done. The annual filial piety fee allows him to live in luxury for more than half a year. He doesn't want anything to happen to Bei Jingui.
If Bei Jingui offended Bai Xiaoren, the worst he could do would be for Bei Jingui to get some blood, and with his reputation as Kuangren Zhao, Bai Xiaoren would not fight to the death.
Looking at Kuangren Zhao, who suddenly looked gloomy and turned around to leave, the dozen or so people in the box looked at each other, but they did not dare to ask any more questions.
They could only say polite words with smiling faces, but they were thinking in their hearts, what happened to make Kuangren Zhao look like this?
Although they are all outstanding figures, and some of them are even local emperors, they still don't have much weight in front of a young man like Zhao Kuangren.
Over there, after hanging up the phone, Bei Jingui looked at Wang Fan and said, "Young Master Zhao said he will be there within half an hour."
Since he couldn't figure out whether Wang Fan's previous words were truly confident or a bluff, he didn't dare to say any more forceful threats.
"Okay, then I will wait for him for half an hour." Wang Fan's expression did not change much, and he said with a smile, "In this half hour, you can also think about how you will die, so that you can be mentally prepared when the time comes.
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The whole place fell silent again.
Kuangren Zhao is about to come over. Wang Fan still dares to say such things. Does he really not take Kuangren Zhao seriously?
However, even though Bei Jingui and his subordinates thought so in their hearts, they did not dare to ask any more questions.
"Shiya, are you not afraid now? He is a noble man, and he only bullies ordinary people. To me, he is nothing."
"Look, he is so awesome, isn't he still lying on the ground like a dog, calling someone to support him? He is not that scary."
Wang Fan comforted Lin Shiya as if no one else was around. He didn't want Lin Shiya to have any more shadows in her heart.
"Yeah." Lin Shiya nodded, finally feeling a little more at ease.
Her fear of Bei Jingui was mainly due to Bei Jingui's arrogant and domineering style and the praise of Bei Jingui by those in the school. It made Bei Jingui seem to have become a powerful and invincible being like a demon, and she was afraid of him like a tiger.
Now, Bei Jingui fell to the ground miserably. How could it be so scary?
Lin Shiya looked up at Wang Fan and suddenly felt a kind of happiness.
It feels so good to be protected by a man.
Especially, this man is the man I like.
Time passed in minutes and seconds, and at a certain moment, with a crash, Kuangren Zhao strode in with two young men.
Half an hour, not a minute too much, not a minute too little, the time is just right.