"Shengxue, take Wenwen to the room." Yang Ling pulled Wenwen to Shen Shengxue's side.
The latter responded, took Wenwen to the room and hid.
This kind of bloody scene is certainly not suitable for children to watch.
Turning to look at Shen Xia, Yang Ling's eyes burst out with a chill, and he looked at Zhang Feng coldly, "How dare you touch my father-in-law, Yang Ling? It seems like you don't want to get out alive today."
"You idiot, I will fight with you today."
After he finished speaking, Zhang Feng punched Yang Ling with his fist.
Yang Ling smiled disdainfully and punched out, hitting his joints hard. Suddenly, there was a "kacha" sound, and Zhang Feng's hand bones broke.
Zhang Feng screamed and staggered back.
Yang Ling got up and kicked Zhang Feng hard, hitting Zhang Feng in the chest.
At least three or four ribs were broken.
Zhang Feng flew out like a kite with broken strings, hit the wall hard, and fell to the ground. At this time, he had completely lost the ability to fight. He could not even get up, as if he was in a pool of water. He fell to the ground like mud.
Yang Ling was furious, rushed over, sat on top of him, and punched Zhang Feng in the face one after another. Within a moment, Zhang Feng was breathing more out than in, and he was about to die.
This is still Yang Ling's mercy. Otherwise, with Yang Ling's cultivation level, how could Zhang Feng survive?
"Okay, Yang Ling, stop now, or you will die if you hit me again." Zhang Yi shouted quickly.
Yang Ling stopped and gave Zhang Feng a cold look. The latter had a bruised nose and swollen face and was dying.
The famous lunatic in the provincial capital was so vulnerable. If anyone saw the scene just now, they would definitely think that Yang Ling was the lunatic. He was even crazier than the lunatic.
He stood up, grabbed Zhang Feng's collar and lifted him up.
"Dad, Mom, take your luggage down, I'll wait for you downstairs."
After saying that, he walked out carrying Zhang Feng who looked like a dead dog.
When he got downstairs, he threw Zhang Feng on the ground.
At this time, Zhang Feng had completely fainted.
Yang Ling curled up into a sneer, grabbed his left foot and gave him an elbow strike.
"Kacha".
There was a sound of bones breaking, and Zhang Feng woke up with a scream.
Yang Ling didn't give up, grabbed his right foot and did the same thing.
"Ah..." Zhang Feng screamed again and fainted from the pain again.
If he is still conscious now, his biggest thought is probably to die. In this way, life would be worse than death.
The famous madman has completely become a useless person.
How could he bear the Dragon King's wrath?
…
When I returned to the villa in East Lake Yujing, it was already dark.
"Shengxue, don't pack your luggage yet. Go make the bed quickly and I'll cook." Zhang Yi said.
"No, Mom, let's go out to eat." Yang Ling said.
"That's great." The little girl clapped excitedly.
A family of five, with just one car, went straight to the imperial dining room.
Seeing this name, Yang Ling frowned. It was somewhat similar to Murong Feiyan's Yushan Restaurant. However, Shen Shengxue and others were stunned.
The cost of this restaurant is not low, it can easily cost several thousand.
Yang Ling parked the car and walked over. Shen Shengxue and the others were still standing at the door. Yang Ling couldn't help but be stunned and asked in surprise: "Why don't you go in?"
"There's no room left." Shen Shengxue said.
"Didn't you already make a reservation just now?" Yang Ling frowned.
"I'm sorry, I went straight in because there were guests. There is no seat for the moment. Please wait aside. Or come back tomorrow." The waiter's expression was cold, and his eyes were full of disdain when he looked at them.
"Forget it, let's change places." Zhang Yi said weakly, fearing that Yang Ling would cause trouble again later.
"Mom, today is the first time I invite you to dinner. We are not going anywhere, just here." Yang Ling said.
Then, he turned to look at the waiter, with a chill in his eyes, "Who is your boss? Tell him to come out."
The waiter laughed contemptuously, "What do you call me boss? If you don't have a seat, you don't have a seat. Leave quickly and don't make trouble here."
"Damn it, it's something that people with stupid eyes look down upon." Yang Ling slapped him across the face.
"You...you dare to hit me?" the waiter asked angrily, covering his red and swollen cheeks.
"So what if I beat you? I'm here to teach you how to be a good person." Yang Ling angrily scolded, "Tell me, who is your boss?"
"Our boss is Mr. Jiang from Jiangshan, Yongcheng."
"Jiangshan, right?" Yang Ling smiled coldly.
He took out his cell phone and dialed Jiangshan's number.
"Your hotel is so grand, but I can't even get in when I come to have a meal. What's the matter, do you want me to redecorate it for you?"
Hearing Yang Ling's voice, Jiang Shan trembled all over, "Royal dining room? I'll be here right away, right away."
For a moment, Jiang Shan was seen hurriedly walking down from the second floor, with a look of horror on his face.
Fortunately, I happened to be here today to entertain some city bureau leaders. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have had time to apologize and I don’t know what the consequences would be.
Although he is quite wealthy in Yongcheng, it is nothing compared to the Yang Ling in front of him. As long as Yang Ling moves his fingers, everything he has now will be in vain. Many of his businesses will still cost him money.
Relying on the care of Lingtian Group, how can you dare to offend Yang Ling?
"There should be business rules when doing business. Since we reserved the position first, why should we give it to others? Jiangshan, I am very doubtful about your character. I am wondering whether a person like you can continue
Cooperate with Lingtian Group." Yang Ling's face was expressionless.
This sentence is undoubtedly equivalent to a death sentence for Jiangshan.
Jiang Shan couldn't help but trembled all over, and said hurriedly: "Mr. Yang, my fault is that I didn't teach him well. Don't you remember the mistakes of others?"
Shen Xia and Zhang Yi were stunned. They didn't expect that a well-known country in Yongcheng would be so humble to Yang Ling. This shows how high Yang Ling's status is.
"Forget it, I'm inviting my father-in-law and mother-in-law to dinner today, and I don't want to cause any upset. I won't do it next time." Yang Ling waved her hand and turned to glance at the waiter.
The latter shrank aside in fear, shivering.
How could she have imagined that the person she looked down upon would turn out to be a character that even her boss was afraid of?
“In the future, don’t look down on others as a human being.”
Yang Ling said nothing and pushed Shen Xia into the house.
"Mr. Yang, this is my private box. Please sit down and I will arrange the food."
After saying that, Jiang Shan respectfully withdrew.
"Yang Ling, he...is he really the king?" Zhang Yi asked in disbelief, "If I remember correctly, it seems that the villa in East Lake Yujing was also developed by him, right?"
"Yes." Yang Ling nodded, "Originally, he planned to give me the house, but I thought I couldn't lose it to him, so I gave it to him casually."