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Chapter 162 You lose face with me

Ten minutes? Fucking a party?

"Ba"

Ye Fan turned around and slapped him: "Call me, call me, if the person I called today will fuck me, I will let you fuck me."

Ye Fan doesn't mind wasting half an hour to teach her how to be a woman who is self-righteous and does not take human life seriously.

This is also the savior saving the world.

The woman in the red-hat screamed again and covered her pretty face and stepped back four or five steps. She looked at Ye Fan in anger.

She really couldn't figure out how to get the courage to challenge her, a high-ranking person, a kid who was a ragged Mercedes-Benz?

Although she entered Zhonghai from another place, she was still worth tens of millions of dollars, and Zhonghai also had a bunch of relatives who were either rich or noble.

Ye Fan challenged her, what is the difference between seeking death?

So she glared at Ye Fan a few times, then took out her cell phone and shouted in grievance:

"Auntie Fourth, I am Lin Beier. The first time I came to Zhonghai, I was hit and bullied."

"You ask someone, call someone more, and the other party says he wants to kill me."

"Yes, he is a bandit. He slapped me more than a dozen times in the face. You must scream more."

After the woman in red hat made the phone call, she pointed at Ye Fan and smiled grimly:

"Bastard, you're done, my fourth aunt and others will bring someone here right away."

"You wait, you'll be finished soon."

"My fourth aunt is a wealthy family, and my brother-in-law is also the boss of the engineering company."

"One phone number is hundreds of people."

She felt that she was about to be proud: "You are going to be in trouble soon."

Ye Fanli ignored her and asked Liu Fugui to buy two breakfasts, and then waited for the other party to come while eating.

"Woo--"

Lin Beier's efficiency was still good. In less than ten minutes, five pickup trucks roared around Porsche.

There were many workers inside and outside the car, wearing safety helmets and shovels in their hands, with great momentum.

Then, three more construction vehicles drove over and stopped on the side of the road, and more than a dozen strong men came down.

It wasn't over yet. Not long after, another crusher came, and it seemed like he was going to crush Ye Fan Mercedes-Benz to death.

Finally, five or six mid-to-high-end cars rushed over.

Ye Fan locked in the familiar license plate at a glance.

The sedan also stopped near Porsche, and more than a dozen men and women in gorgeous clothes emerged, with a hurried expression.

Liu Fugui's mouth grew up instantly, and he secretly said that the world was too small.

The people who came were Lin Qiuling, Tang Fenghua and Han Jianfeng.

Liu Fugui never thought that Lin Beier would be Lin Qiuling's relative.

"Belle, what's going on?"

Lin Qiuling got out of the car first, her eyes fixed on Lin Beier, and then took Han Jianfeng and the others to lean over: "Who bullied you?"

"Don't be afraid, Aunt Fourth brought a lot of people here, and asked your brother-in-law to pull a few cars of people."

Lin Qiuling was as strong as ever: "No matter who the other party is, the fourth aunt won't show her good looks today."

"Auntie, brother-in-law, sister, you guys are so good. If you don't come, I'll be bullied to death."

Lin Beier pointed to her pretty face in pain and spoke: "Look, my face has been swollen."

"A bastard, who bullied my sister?"

Han Jianfeng stood up and roared: "Stand up by yourself, don't make me angry."

"It's him, it's him, it's this kid."

Lin Beier quickly took a few steps forward, pointed at Ye Fan and shouted:

"It's him who hit me."

"Bastard, didn't you tell me to call someone? I'm calling someone now, more than one hundred people, are you afraid?"

She was arrogant: "Immediately, immediately, kneel down, slap himself ten times, beg me."

She also relied on the large number of people and powerful people to slap Liu Fugui next to her again.

There were five more red marks on Liu Fugui's face.

"Ba"

Ye Fan didn't spoil her and went straight to her mouth.

"ah--"

Lin Beier screamed and staggered back two steps.

"Ask them, am I afraid of them?"

"If you call people, it's not all dogs and cats who call me."

"If they are your support, then you can just wait and cry."

Ye Fan slapped six times in the face as he spoke. He would not be merciful to such an arrogant woman.

"you--"

Lin Beier stepped back repeatedly and pointed at Ye Fan in grief:


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