Wang Zijian was suddenly startled. After hesitating for a long time, he finally turned around and said, "Then what else does Mr. Tang want?"
Speaking of this, he gritted his teeth and said: "Just a reminder, I am a member of the Wang family after all, please don't go too far!"
Tang Feng smiled and said nothing. He picked up the teacup on the table and threw it over, smashing it to the ground.
Suddenly, there was a loud bang, the tea cup shattered, and countless fragments fell in front of Wang Zijian.
"I don't think I need to say more about what to do according to the rules of the world, right?" Tang Feng raised his eyelids and looked at him.
Wang Zijian's expression suddenly changed, and he even trembled all over. He hissed: "Tang, do you really want to go so far and completely break up with my Wang family?"
Tang Feng chuckled and said, "You Wang family? To put it bluntly, your so-called Wang family is nothing in my eyes!"
"I remember your brother just said that he wants me to come in vertically and go out horizontally. Now, I will give you two choices: either you kneel out, or I let you crawl out!"
After Tang Feng finished speaking, he didn't bother to look at him again, took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it.
Suddenly, the entire lounge was silent, and everyone turned to look at Wang Zijian, wanting to see what he would choose.
No matter what, these two choices are a huge shame for Zijian. Of course, if he chooses to kneel out, his knees may be injured by porcelain fragments, but it will not be a serious problem.
And if Tang Feng allowed him to crawl out, Zijian's legs might not be saved.
This was of course a difficult multiple-choice question. Wang Zijian's face was livid and his whole body was shaking.
When Wang Teng saw this, he gritted his teeth and shouted: "Brother, you must not do it. As the saying goes, there is gold under the man's knees, we cannot kneel down!"
"Besides, we are direct descendants of the Wang family, and you are already very capable. In addition, the super fighting master from the United States is here. In a real fight, he may not be this boy's opponent, so why should we be afraid of him!"
Wang Zijian suddenly turned his head and stared at him, roaring: "Shut up, you ignorant fool, if you say another word, I will kill you first!"
Tang Feng stood up and walked out, saying as he walked: "My patience has its limit. When I get to the door and you still can't make a choice, I will help you!"
His pace didn't seem too fast, but in Wang Zijian's eyes, it was quite heavy. It seemed that every time Tang Feng stepped, he stepped hard on his face.
Finally, when Tang Feng took the final step, Wang Zijian gritted his teeth and said, "Tang, you are cruel, I will admit it this time!"
As he spoke, he made a pop and knelt down on the spot, kneeling on the porcelain pieces on the floor. At that moment, his knee was punctured, and scarlet blood came out through his brand new pants.
Zijian clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and crawled toward the door little by little.
Tang Feng stood upright at the door, looking at him expressionlessly, until he crawled closer, and then said in a cold and emotionless voice: "Remember, you earn your face, it is never given to you by others.
Yes, I hope you take care of yourself."
After saying this, Tang Feng turned around and left without looking back. However, Zhuge Furong turned around and glanced at Wang Zijian with a complicated expression, and then hurriedly chased after Tang Feng.
To be honest, Zhuge Furong was quite shocked when he saw Wang Zijian kneeling down.
She never expected that Tang Feng would not take action, but Wang Zijian, who was known as the eldest young man in Jiangning and had superb martial arts skills, would kneel in front of Tang Feng like a grandson.
"Tang Feng, who are you and what is your origin?" Looking at Tang Feng's back, Zhuge Furong fell into deep thought again.
In fact, not only Zhuge Furong, but also Zeng Biao was also present and fell into horror. If this scene did not really happen in front of him, he would not believe it even to death.
At the same time, Zeng Biao was secretly glad that he didn't fight this guy completely just now, otherwise he would probably have to crawl away now.
Wang Zijian was kneeling on the ground, as if he was stiff and motionless. Others looked at him, but they did not dare to go up and help him.
After a long time, until Tang Feng's back completely disappeared into the night, Wang Zijian let out a sinister roar as if coming from a grave: "Tang, I swear, I will use your blood to wash away the shame of today.
I’m going to take your head off and use it as a ball!”
Gu Shaohua thought for a while and hurriedly stepped forward and said: "Young Master Wang can endure what ordinary people can't bear. He is really a man who can bend and stretch. This reminds me of Han Xin in ancient times. Although he was humiliated, he would be crowned king and prime minister in the future. I want to be king."
The young master also has the same ambition as Han Xin."
I have to say that Gu Shaohua is pretty good at talking. After this flattery, Wang Zijian finally feels much better.
Seeing this, Zeng Biao hurriedly followed: "Young Master Gu is absolutely right. A man can drive and stretch. The humiliation suffered by Mr. Wang for a moment is nothing. I dare to conclude that a man like Mr. Wang will be able to prosper in the future and bring that surname
Don’s trampled underfoot.”
With the help of the two people, Wang Zijian stood up awkwardly, turned around and walked to the sofa to sit down.
Everyone stopped talking, and the lounge fell into deathly silence again. For a long time, the impatient Wang Teng couldn't bear it anymore, and said: "Brother, I really can't figure out what the origin of that guy named Tang is."
?To the point that it makes you so afraid!"
Wang Zijian glared at him and said: "You don't need to ask more about his origins. In short, if you still want to enjoy your life, don't provoke this person easily again!"
Wang Teng said: "Then let's just forget it?"
"Forget it?" Wang Zijian snorted heavily, and then said: "If nothing goes wrong, this boy named Tang won't be able to dance for much longer."
Zeng Biao's eyes lit up and he quickly asked: "So, Young Master Wang already has a way to deal with this kid?"
Wang Zijian did not answer directly, but sneered: "It seems that you really know nothing about this person. No wonder he is so humiliated today!"
After saying this, he paused and continued: "Is it possible that you haven't even heard of the big news that has been spreading in the world recently?"
"Breaking news, what big news?" Wang Teng asked.
"It's about the gambling king event held by the Nancheng Tiger King!" Wang Zijian said.
"The gambling king's event? I heard that the Nancheng Tiger King holds such a event every year on the high seas?" Gu Shaohua asked hurriedly.
"It is indeed held every year, but this year is different!" Wang Zijian said, humming: "Because this year, the Nancheng Tiger King has issued a life-or-death challenge to the boy named Tang!"
Gu Shaohua and others were shocked when they heard this: "What did Mr. Wang say? It turns out that the person who challenged the Nancheng Tiger King was this guy named Tang?"
They couldn't help but be surprised. After all, the person who could make the Tiger King issue a challenge was at least of the same level of strength.
Wang Zijian said: "The gambling king's event is tomorrow, and tomorrow is the day when that kid dies!"