Park Ji-sung smiled happily, his face was full of pride, and he had a completely cat-and-mouse mentality.
His movements were very slow, just waiting for the other person to beg for mercy, bow to himself, or even crawl onto his bed obediently under extreme fear.
And just when he was extremely proud, a murderous voice came from behind: "If you dare to touch her hair, I will crush you to ashes."
This angry shout was like thunder exploding in his ears. Park Ji-sung was so frightened that he shook his wrist and dropped his dagger to the ground with a clang.
"who is it?"
He was filled with shock. He had to know that he had four bodyguards outside, so how could someone break in like this?
When he came back to his senses and turned around to look, he saw two young men standing at the door. They were Ye Bufan and Ye Tian.
"Boy, it's you!"
Before he was ready to take action against Bufan Investment Company, he had already done a preliminary understanding and had a very clear investigation into Ye Bufan's background. He knew that he was a martial saint-level powerhouse and that he could command all the major families in the entire imperial capital.
But after a brief shock, he immediately regained his composure. With Yunxia Mountain as his backer, he would not be afraid of anyone. This was also the reason for his visit.
"Ye Bufan, since you are back, I will talk to you. Your company must be sold today, whether it is for sale or not..."
As the guy was talking, his saliva was flying, when suddenly a huge palm appeared in front of him, slapped him on the face, and flew him away for more than ten meters, hitting the wall behind him with a bang.
"Boy, how dare you!"
Originally, Xiao Baicheng was on full alert when Ye Bufan and two people appeared, but he didn't expect that the opponent's speed was too fast. He didn't have time to react until Park Ji-sung was beaten out.
"court death!"
In anger, he pointed out and stabbed the other person in the back.
But Ye Bufan didn't even look at him and walked straight towards Su Ruyue and An Yimo.
"Die!"
Seeing that the other party dared to ignore him, Xiao Baicheng became more and more angry, and his men increased their strength.
But at this moment, a figure flashed, and Ye Tian, who had just dealt with the four bodyguards, stood in front of him and raised his hand to punch out.
Xiao Baicheng didn't pay any attention to this young man who suddenly appeared. In his opinion, as long as he takes action, no one can stop him.
But when he pointed his finger at Ye Tian's fist, a force like a mountain roar and a tsunami came, followed by a click in his ear, and the index finger he pointed out was hit hard by this punch.
It became crumbs.
A heart-breaking pain came, and Xiao Baicheng let out a muffled groan and stepped back seven or eight steps.
At this moment, his heart was filled with horror. What kind of cultivation level did this young man have? How could he be so powerful?
But before he could figure out what was going on, Ye Tian appeared in front of him again like a shadow, stretched out his hand, grabbed his neck, and lifted it up like a chicken.
"Well……"
At this moment, Xiao Baicheng was simply frightened out of his wits. Not only was the opponent fast, but the pressure also prevented him from mobilizing any of his true energy. What kind of strong man was he?
Could it be the late stage of the Martial Saint, or the Great Perfection of the Martial Saint? But how is this possible?
When he walked out of Yunxia Mountain, he always had a superior mentality. He must know that he is the ninth elder, a strong man in the middle stage of the Martial Saint. In the secular world, he is not king and hegemony, so he does not need to take anyone seriously.
But he never dreamed that his first appearance would end in such a miserable outcome, being beaten like a dog.
His mood was complicated, but Ye Bufan didn't even look at it. He walked straight to Su Ruyue and raised his hand to untie their acupuncture points.
"Xiaofan!"
"Brother Ye!"
The two women just woke up from a dream. They were sure that they were not dreaming and that the man was really back. They immediately threw themselves into his arms and cried with joy.
"Okay, no one can bully you as long as I am here."
Ye Bufan comforted the two women in his arms, and then asked, "What is going on? Who are they?"
Su Ruyue also knew that now was not the time for children to grow in love, so they wiped the tears from the corners of their eyes and stood up again.
"This bastard is from the Bangbang Guoyue Group, his name is Park Ji-sung, and he wants to rob our extraordinary investment company..."
An Yimo was very articulate and quickly told what happened in a simple and concise manner.
After hearing the end, Ye Bufan's expression suddenly turned cold. He was so desperate that he dared to take advantage of his own company.
At this moment, Park Ji-sung had just gotten up from the ground. The slap just now was so hard that it made him cover his head and turn around. He still doesn't understand what happened.
This guy got up from the ground. His cheeks were swollen and his teeth were half broken. This made him extremely angry. As the prince of the February Group, when had he ever been treated like this!
"Elder Xiao, kill him for me. You must kill this kid and cut him into pieces..."
This guy screamed angrily, wanting Xiao Baicheng to avenge him, but after shouting for a long time, there was no movement at all.
In doubt, he turned his head and saw Xiao Baicheng being held in Ye Tian's hands like a dead dog.
"Uh...how is this possible?"
In extreme shock, his mouth opened wide and his eyeballs almost bulged out of their sockets.
You must know that this is the great figure of the hidden sect, the ninth elder of Yunxia Mountain, a god-like existence in the eyes of ordinary people, how did he become like this?
After confirming that everything he saw was true, it was like a bucket of cold water being poured over his head, making him sober up immediately.
The reason why he is so arrogant is that he relies on Xiao Baicheng, but now that his backers have been kicked down, there is no capital left to be arrogant.
"Brother, how should we deal with this guy?"
Ye Tian ignored the petrified Park Zhixing and slammed the Xiao Baicheng in his hand in front of Ye Bufan.
"Cough cough cough..."
After regaining his freedom, Xiao Baicheng coughed crazily. Although as a martial saint-level expert, he didn't have to worry about suffocation for a while, the feeling of being strangled by someone's neck was really uncomfortable.
"Junior, do you dare to know who I am? I am the ninth elder of Yunxia Mountain..."
"Snapped!"
This guy originally wanted to reveal his identity and use the name of Yunxia Mountain to scare the two young people in front of him, but before he could finish his words, Ye Tian slapped him in the face.
"Old man, why are you talking to my big brother?"
The slap was so hard and heavy that it directly broke his body-protecting energy, and his teeth were shattered on the ground.
"You...you dare...our Yunxia Mountain will not let you go..."
Xiao Baicheng was almost going crazy. He thought that the ninth elder of Yunxia Mountain, who was so dignified, was not worshiped as a god wherever he went. When had he ever suffered such humiliation?
But Ye Tian didn't talk nonsense to him at all, and slapped him with a few big mouths one after another.
"Well……"
Now Xiao Baicheng knew that he had met a ruthless person. He didn't take Yunxia Mountain seriously at all, so he immediately shut his mouth honestly, otherwise he would only suffer more beatings and humiliation.
Seeing that this old guy was completely honest, Ye Bufan said, "Are you from Yunxia Mountain?"
Although he has not been in the martial arts world for too long, he still has some understanding of the hidden sect.
