Ye Fan slapped Zhou Bapi again without any politeness, causing Zhou Papi to fall three meters away.
His face was swollen.
How is this possible?
Bai Jiaxin and Nangong Qin both showed confused expressions.
It was as if the sky was falling, something that was impossible to happen, finally happened today!
Is this still the Zhou Suo that takes all black and white and dominates?
Is this still the same Zhou Papi who keeps money and plucks his hair?
Bai Jiaxin and Nangong Qin never expected that Zhou Suo, who was as good as a knife, was as obedient as a grandson.
Moreover, after being slapped on the left cheek, he then moved the right cheek towards me.
Where did Ye Fan come from? Why did Zhou Papi lose his temper?
Tang Ruoxue also looked at Ye Fan with a complicated expression. She didn't expect that he would grow up to step on Zhou's skin at will, but when she thought of Song Hongyan, she showed a hint of teasing.
"Pah, pah, pah..."
Ye Fan slapped Zhou Papi four more times, causing the corners of Zhou Papi's mouth to bleed.
"Don't you want to educate me? Don't you want me to respect the law?"
"You come and teach me now, I promise not to fight back."
"come……"
Zhou Papi lowered his head, as frightened as a pig waiting to be slaughtered.
Educate Ye Fan?
Can he?
Does he dare?
"Don't you dare?"
Ye Fan gently patted Zhou Suo's face: "You really disappoint me. This shows that you are a bully and afraid of the strong."
"I slapped you twice last time. You didn't learn your lesson. Today you come to support Bai Jiaxin again. You really have had enough."
Ye Fan's words were cruel and ruthless: "It seems that I want you to take off these clothes and go to prison to reflect."
"Master Ye, I'm sorry."
Zhou Papi plopped down and begged: "I promise you, I will never dare to do it again. Please give me a chance."
He kowtowed to Ye Fan, without giving up even the last trace of dignity.
If he didn't ask for Ye Fan's forgiveness, he was worried that like Chen Guangrong, he would die in an unknown way.
Bai Jiaxin and Nangong Qin were extremely worried. Where did Ye Fan come from? How could Zhou Papi be so afraid?
Then, Bai Jiaxin took out her mobile phone and quickly sent a message.
Zhou Papi couldn't suppress Ye Fan, so she looked for a bigger backer.
She didn't believe that someone whose surname was not Yang, Du, Huang, Ma, Han, or Qian could change the world?
"You know you're wrong? OK, I'll give you a chance."
Ye Fan kicked Zhou Papi down: "Take your people and seal this hospital for me."
"Sealed? What a big statement."
At this moment, another contemptuous but loud voice came from behind the crowd: "Who the hell are you?"
"Master Ma!"
Hearing this voice, Bai Jiaxin's solemn face instantly lit up with joy, and she hurriedly turned around to greet a group of young men and women.
"Master Ma, it's so good of you to come here. This kid is acting wild in my place, hurting people, and even wants to close the hospital. You have to make the decision for me."
A young man with white hair appeared, wearing pointed leather shoes and narrow trousers. He looked very British. He was chewing betel nut and came close to him. He was followed by a dozen companions.
Nangong Qin and the others called out in unison: "Master Ma."
The white-haired young man rubbed Nangong Qin, then kicked Zhou Papi away: "Useless thing."
Zhou Papi stepped aside with a face full of shame. He was usually domineering, but at the critical moment he realized that he was nothing and could not afford to offend anyone.
However, he didn't get out. He stepped aside to see which side was better, so that he could stand in line in the future.
"Little bastard, let me tell you, this is Mr. Ma, Mr. Ma Jiacheng's cousin, Ma Qianjun."
With the arrival of the backbone, Bai Jiaxin became full of confidence again, arrogantly nodded to Ye Fan and hummed:
"He is also the majority shareholder of this hospital. If you challenge us, you will call him Mr. Banma or Mr. Banma."
"What qualifications and abilities do you have to challenge the Ma family?"
Bai Jiaxin was elated: "Why don't you kneel down and beg for mercy?"
Nangong Qin and the others also raised their pretty faces, feeling that it was time to vent their anger.
In their opinion, no matter how good Ye Fan is in fighting and how well-backed he is, meeting the Ma family, one of the six tycoons, will only make him lose his shit.
More than once, they had seen several young men from out of town being trampled like grandsons by Ma Qianjun.
Zhou Papi also shook his head, feeling that Ye Fan was really in trouble this time. Although Ye Fan and Yang Jianxiong were brothers, Ma Qianjun and Ma Jiacheng were uncles and nephews.
"Master Ma?"
Ye Fan looked at Bai Jiaxin and sneered: "He is the major shareholder? Is he also your backer?"
"Yes, why, are you scared?"
"If you're afraid, just kneel down, lick my aunt's shoes clean, break my feet and kick my feet. If you pay 10 million yuan in compensation, I might ask Master Ma to let you live."
Bai Jiaxin stared at Ye Fan with contempt: "Otherwise you and your father will be in trouble."
"Ye Fan, the Ma family is not easy to mess with."
Tang Ruoxue gently pulled Ye Fan to speak: "Why don't you try to deal with Song Hongyan?"
She really didn't want to mention Song Hongyan, but now she was involved in the Ma family, and the other party had a large number of people, so things became complicated.
If one thing is not handled well, not only Ye Fan will suffer, but Ye Wujiu will also be affected.
Ye Fan smiled lightly: "No problem, clown."
Tang Ruoxue frowned slightly, feeling that Mark was too arrogant, but in the end she stopped trying to persuade him.
"Clown?"
"Who gave you the courage to say this? Do you know who we are?"
"This is Mr. Huang from Min Tai, Mr. Song from Baiyao, Mr. Liu from Qinglan, and these beauties with golden figures. Each of them has a net worth of over 100 million."
"Where do you have the confidence to say that you are a clown?"
Seven or eight men and women in colorful clothes gathered around, arrogantly looking down on Ye Fan, smiling but not smiling.
"Boy, you got into big trouble today. Just wait for the bad luck. If you don't die, you will have to shed some skin."
Obviously this group of people regard Ye Fan and Tang Ruoxue as lambs to be slaughtered.
Several beautiful female companions even shook their wrists and looked at the "frightened" Ye Fan with disdain. They were just hanging silk. They were shouting at the rich second generation, which was simply overestimating their abilities.
Before Ye Fan could say anything, Ma Qianjun stepped forward with a smile, staring at Ye Fan with cynical contempt:
"Are you causing trouble?"
"That's right, Master Ma, it's this guy!"
At this time, Bai Jiaxin turned to Mark again provocatively, raised her eyebrows, put her face close and hummed:
"Son of a bitch, didn't you just kick me in the face?"
"Come on, I will take the initiative to come over and give you a spanking. If you have the ability, show me how to spank. If you have the guts to do it, you won't be a man if you don't spank."
With Ma Qianjun suppressing the battle, Bai Jiaxin felt that Ye Fan was crushed to death.
"Pop!"
Faced with Bai Jiaxin's arrogant provocation, Ye Fan raised his arms and slapped him twice.
"ah--"
A crisp voice sounded, and Bai Jiaxin covered her pretty face and stumbled back, with indescribable shock and anger on her face.
I never expected that Ye Fan would be so arrogant.
