Pang Qingsong turned around with a sneer on his face.
"I have seen people like you a lot. You are arrogant even if you have some skills. You think that I am the best in the world and no one can be your opponent. Your skills are nothing in front of me. I can hit you with my hands at will.
Die to you."
"That's right. Young Master Pang has received personal guidance from Pang Zong since he was a child. He is a veritable disciple of the God Realm. He will soon become the youngest demigod in the world. If he takes action, even ten of you will not be a match."
Next to Pang Qingsong, a gorgeously dressed girl covered in famous brands all over her body snorted:
"At first glance, he looks like a country bumpkin. He thinks that if he practices some kung fu, he will be invincible and can go anywhere. I teach you to be a good boy. When you are hanging around outside, you must highlight your tricks. You must see clearly who you can offend and who you cannot offend.
Lest you die without knowing why.”
Everyone looked at Yang Yifei with a sneer.
Just when they thought Yang Yifei would retreat and run away in panic.
Just listen to Yang Yifei say coldly:
"Kneel down and slap your mouth twenty times, and I can spare you the Heroes Association."
In Yang Yifei's view, the younger generation of the Heroes Association are all this kind of people, and it's okay not to have such subordinates.
"What?"
Everyone thought they heard wrongly.
Everyone's eyes widened.
Incredible.
Their family backgrounds are privileged, and their elders are all high-level members of the Heroes Association. They enjoy the popularity of others, both in Europe and at home. When would anyone dare to talk to them like this?
Not to mention forcing them to kneel down.
Even Guo Jiayin frowned at this moment. He didn't expect Yang Yifei to be so ignorant of life and death. He couldn't tell the difference between heaven and earth and dared to offend others.
"That's all. I wanted to introduce him to people in the upper class circles so as to give him a chance to develop. But now it seems that he is a person who has never seen the world and does not know the importance. You must know that being able to bend and stretch is what a man does, and he is successful.
The standard for people. Showing off your courage for a moment is just a reckless person."
Guo Jiayin shook his head slightly.
She completely gave up on Yang Yifei.
As for saving his life, just persuade Pang Qingsong to let him go.
The two owe each other nothing.
Otherwise, if you stay with this kind of person, you will be killed by him sooner or later.
Guo Jiayin was about to speak.
However, at this time, Pang Qingsong had already darkened his face.
He sneered: "Let me kneel down. Who do you think you are? Believe it or not, I can break your legs and let you crawl out..."
Before he finished speaking, Yang Yifei had already flashed and came to him.
Bang bang bang bang...
A crisp slap sounded.
Yang Yifei is so powerful. Not to mention that Pang Qingsong is not even a grandmaster. Even if his grandfather Pang Xianglong comes to the divine realm, he still has to stand and slap him in the face.
Avoid?
That's a joke.
Even if Yang Yifei only uses one thousandth or one ten thousandth of his strength, Pang Qingsong cannot resist it.
As everyone watched, he raised his hand and slapped Pang Qingsong on the face.
The speed seems to be very slow, even an ordinary person can avoid it.
However, Pang Qingsong just stood there in a daze, letting the slap fall on his face.
"You dare to hit me in the face? I want you to die, I must kill you..."
A few slaps ago, Pang Qingsong was still roaring and yelling crazily.
After five slaps, Pang Qingsong could no longer bear the pain, his tone changed, and he began to threaten.
"My grandfather is in the divine realm. He can crush you to death with just one finger..."
After ten slaps.
Pang Qingsong began to beg for mercy.
"Stop fighting, I won't retaliate against you..."
Yang Yifei remained unmoved.
No matter how Pang Qingsong surrendered and begged for mercy and swore to the sky, Yang Yifei acted as if he didn't hear it and continued to slap him one slap after another. He didn't let him go until he finished twenty slaps.
Plop!
Pang Qingsong turned into a puddle of mud and collapsed to the ground.
His cheeks were swollen, all his teeth had been knocked out by Yang Yifei, and his neat hair was messy, like a pig's head.
My whole body was trembling and I was speechless.
It hurts and makes me angry.
The whole place was silent.
Both the other people who followed Pang Qingsong and the servants and attendants passing by were all shocked.
Everyone looked at Yang Yifei with incredible eyes.
I can't believe he actually dared to do it.
That's Pang Qingsong.
When Pang Xianglong was still a demigod, few people in the Heroes Association dared to offend him.
Now, Pang Xianglong has reached the divine realm, and no one dares to provoke him.
Even Han Tianlei's children and grandchildren gave him three points.
He is known as the first eldest son of the Heroes Association.
Now, he was beaten by an outsider at the headquarters of the Heroes Association.
If word spreads, it will definitely break the news.
"Are you crazy? Do you know who you hit? You are dead, absolutely dead."
After a long time, the gorgeously dressed girl suddenly jumped up and screamed.
"If you say one more thing, I will make you just like him."
Yang Yifei said lightly.
The pretty girl's complexion suddenly changed, she quickly shut up and stopped talking.
Being slapped twenty times in public and turned into a pig's head was more uncomfortable for a girl whose appearance was her life than killing her.
"Mr. Yang, you are strong, but you should not take action against Mr. Pang, let alone humiliate him like this. Mr. Pang does not speak well, but everyone is a member of the martial arts world and should understand that it is enough to stop talking. You can directly
Take action and beat him like this. This is not a slap in his face, but a slap in Pang Zong's face."
said a man who had been following Pang Qingsong.
"Yes. Master Pang is Pang Zong's proud grandson, and Pang Zong is now a powerful man in the divine realm. If you humiliate Master Pang, you are provoking Pang Zong. When Pang Zong takes action himself, others will not be able to accuse him. Do you think you can
Are you Pang Zong’s opponent?”
Another woman said with an ugly face.
At this time, Guo Jiayin was even more nervous.
Originally, she brought Yang Yifei here because Yang Yifei had saved their father and daughter's face, and she wanted to introduce him to some contacts so that he could easily get around in Europe in the future.
But I didn't expect that as soon as I entered the door and before I met the real senior management, I would cause such a big disaster.
Of course Pang Qingsong is nothing, but who can have a good grandpa?
As the woman said, no matter how strong you are, can you be stronger than a god?
Just when Guo Jiayin racked her brains and was about to persuade, she heard Yang Yifei say calmly: "So what if Pang Xianglong comes."
"If he dares to have an opinion, I'll beat him up too."
hiss……
Everyone gasped.
Crazy, really crazy.
If it were Pang Zong in the past, it would be fine if he said this.
But the current Pang Zong is in the divine realm.
Such a provocation to a god.
What is the difference between seeking death?
"If you dare to say that about my grandfather, let's see how you die."
Pang Qingsong, who was lying on the ground, had a malicious look in his eyes, and his heart was filled with anger and happiness.
Pang Xianglong has always been strict. If he was slapped in the face in public, he would definitely get a slap in the face when he went back. He would not be ashamed to let Pang Xianglong take action for him.
But when the other party said this to Pang Xianglong, even if Pang Qingsong didn't say anything, Pang Xianglong still had to take action.
Otherwise, where would the face of this newly promoted god be?
"You are dead."
Pang Qingsong gritted his teeth.
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