There was a crisp sound, and Ye Shijun didn't even understand the situation. A burning pain suddenly arose on his left cheek. Han Sanqianyi slapped him hard on the face, leaving everyone present stunned.
Some people in the field even turned their heads away because they couldn't bear to look at Ye Shijun because Han Sanqian slapped him so hard.
Zhu Yaner was completely stunned on the spot, completely stunned.
Ye Shijun was furious. He had already knelt down enough, but Han Sanqian, a bastard, actually treated him like this. Not to mention the pain, in front of these people, he, Ye Shijun, was aloof. How could he be insulted like this?
No face?
"Han Sanqian!"
He roared loudly, as if he wanted to scare Han Sanqian with his angry roar.
But Han Sanqian didn't care at all, he just looked at Futian coldly: "Are you mute?"
"You..." Futian knot.
"Do it again, be neater, be louder, don't force me to do anything again." After saying this, Han Sanqian raised his eyes, raised his head high, and looked at the sky. There were no two people at all.
The two men gritted their teeth, looked at each other, and after being mentally prepared, they said in unison: "I...I was wrong."
As soon as they finished speaking, the two of them suddenly felt a dark shadow floating in front of their eyes. Before they could react, there were two loud popping noises. When the others turned their faces to one side again, the faces of Futian and Ye Shijun appeared.
Once again, one person received a heavy slap in the face.
At this time, the two people became even more angry. Futian even forced himself to stand up and argue with Han Sanqian, but as soon as he raised his knees, the black shadow in front of him was already around behind him, and a big foot stood straight up.
He stepped directly on his calf, causing his just-raised foot to thump, and he knelt heavily on the ground again.
"What are you going to do?" Han Sanqian asked coldly from behind, sending shivers down Futian's spine.
"Han Sanqian, don't push people too hard. You asked us to kneel, and we knelt. You asked us to admit our mistakes, and we admitted our mistakes. What else do you want?" Futian's anger was extinguished a lot under the coldness.
, but his words are still very tough.
"Ye Shijun, do you think there is something missing in the process of kneeling on the ground and admitting your mistake?" Han Sanqian looked at Ye Shijun.
Ye Shijun naturally understood that what Han Sanqian said was missing something was the word "cry" missing.
But he is a majestic seven-foot-tall man who can shed blood but cannot shed tears. That should be something that only women should do, how could he do it?!
Futian was puzzled, looked at Ye Shijun, and whispered: "Shijun, what is missing? You can tell me."
Futian just wanted to end this session quickly. Although he was a dog in the Ye family, in front of so many people outside, his old face was beginning to lose its bearings.
Ye Shijun gritted his teeth and said coldly: "Cry!"
"Crying?" Futian was stunned. He obviously didn't expect that such a link was missing. However, he and Ye Shijun maintained the same attitude and couldn't help but said to Han Sanqian: "A man can bleed but not shed tears. Han
Sanqian, aren't you trying to force others to do something difficult? How...how can you cry?"
"Think about your dead mother and your father. Maybe you will come out. Of course, I don't mind getting my hands dirty. I will continue to help you and beat you until you cry." Han Sanqian chuckled.
Upon hearing this, Fu Tianzhen wanted to yell, but there was no need to do so. After all, although it was just a slap, considering the strength of Han Sanqian's hand, this slap was really not light.
Moreover, it is not only painful, but also embarrassing.
How could they keep it on their faces when they were slapped one after another like a grandchild?
Futian glanced at Ye Shijun. Although he was speechless, he was obviously hinting to Ye Shijun through his eyes. The so-called gentleman is one who can advance and retreat, and endures the calm for a while.
Ye Shijun naturally didn't want to be beaten, so he nodded. Almost at the same time, the two of them pretended to be crying. Although crying was uglier than smiling, at least it was that look...
"I...I was wrong."
The two of them cried together. There was no heartbreak in the scene, but there was only a sense of humiliation.
But suddenly, at this moment, two slaps were slapped on their faces. When the two stopped crying, they couldn't help but feel very angry, and...what the hell happened again?
