The servant was very panicked and begged for mercy, but at this time Fan Ziqiang seemed to be very angry and had no intention of letting him go.
He gritted his teeth, then kicked the servant hard, and cursed loudly: "Damn it! I'm sorry, why do you need the police? Eat shit!"
"Ouch!"
"Young Master! Please, don't hit me, I...I was wrong!"
The servant begged in great pain.
In fact, the main reason why Fan Ziqiang was so angry was that he wanted to demonstrate to Ye Zihao, because Ye Zihao was invited by Fan Dong, and Fan Dong took away his position as the top leader of the Fan family, so he has been grudges about this
pregnant.
He just wanted to teach this servant a lesson in front of Ye Zihao, and let Ye Zihao know that people who offend him never get better.
At this time, Fan Ziqiang reached out and grabbed a chair. Just as he was about to throw it at the servant, someone suddenly reached out and grabbed the chair.
"Forehead?"
Suddenly, Fan Ziqiang was startled. Then he turned around and saw Ye Zihao reaching out to stop him.
"Oh shit!"
"You brat, let go of your fucking hands! Hurry!"
Fan Ziqiang cursed angrily.
At this time, Ye Zihao had a cold expression and said coldly: "Master Fan! Please respect me! Although he is your servant, he is a human after all! Not a dog!"
In fact, Ye Zihao couldn't stand it anymore. He felt that Fan Ziqiang's behavior was too much and he didn't treat the servants as human beings at all.
"Damn it! It's none of your business if I teach my servants a lesson! If you have some sense, please let go!"
Fan Ziqiang scolded him very angrily.
"I said, he is a human, not a dog! If you still want to teach him a lesson, I won't let you go."
Ye Zihao said with a serious expression.
"Oh shit!"
"I want to ask again, are you willing to let go?"
Fan Ziqiang looked ferocious and gave a stern warning.
"Huh! I won't let go!" Ye Zihao snorted coldly. He could see that Fan Ziqiang had no intention of letting this servant go.
"Your uncle's!"
"In that case, don't blame me for being rude!"
After saying that, Fan Ziqiang was so angry that he punched Ye Zihao in the face. When Ye Zihao saw it, he pulled the chair down with all his strength. As a result, Fan Ziqiang's fist hit the chair.
In an instant, he screamed in pain.
"Ouch!!"
"My fist!"
Fan Ziqiang screamed in great pain, so painful that he even shed tears.
You know, Fan Ziqiang is the dignified eldest son of the Fan family. Although he is no longer in glory, he still cares about face in his heart. Now that Ye Zihao is teaching him a lesson in front of his servants, can he swallow this bad breath?
He was so angry that he ignored the pain of his fists and suddenly kicked Ye Zihao in the crotch, as if he wanted to kill off his descendants.
"Huh! Don't you want to give me face? Then don't blame me for being rude!"
Seeing Fan Ziqiang's heavy attack, Ye Zihao's eyes flashed with dissatisfaction. Then, before Fan Ziqiang could straighten his legs, he kicked him. Fan Ziqiang let out a fierce scream, flew back, and then heavily
He hit the wooden chair.
"Crack!"
The huge impact force broke the wooden chair.
At this time, Fan Ziqiang fell to the ground and straightened his back, and covered his waist with his right hand painfully. It was obvious that the collision just now had injured his waist.
"Son of a bitch!!"
"I will kill you!! I will definitely kill you today!"
Fan Ziqiang became so angry that he seemed to have lost his mind. His eyes were bloodshot and he shouted angrily.
At this time, his shouting attracted the attention of the bodyguard outside the door.
Soon, several bodyguards heard the sound and came.
Someone saw Fan Ziqiang lying on the ground and asked in shock, "Young Master! What happened?"
"You...you guys are here just in time! Quick...get it to me...take down this bastard! I...I'm going to break his legs with my own hands! Quick!"
Fan Ziqiang ordered angrily.
"Yes! Young Master!"
The other bodyguards didn't dare to disobey, so they responded in unison.
Soon, they surrounded Ye Zihao. At this time, a bald bodyguard gritted his teeth and reprimanded angrily: "You brat! I don't know who you are, but you dare to come to Fan's house to cause trouble.
, you absolutely can’t leave here!!”
"If you want to fight, just go for it! Don't talk so much!"
Ye Zihao said coldly.
"Asshole! How dare you be so arrogant on your own? Come on! Come on together! Kill him!"
This bald bodyguard seems to be led by the big brother.
As a result, after he gave the order, the other bodyguards were about to take action.
However, at this moment, someone outside the door suddenly shouted loudly, "Stop!"
Forehead?
Suddenly, everyone paused. At this time, they turned around and saw Fan Dong pushing a wheelchair, and then walked away angrily. The old man sitting in the wheelchair was none other than Fan Guohua!
"What do you want to do? Rebellion? Dare you be so rude to Mr. Ye?"
Fan Dong cursed very angrily.
"Second Young Master, I...we!"
As a result, these bodyguards suddenly became speechless. They all lowered their heads involuntarily, obviously knowing that they were in trouble.
At this time, Fan Ziqiang stopped doing it, because Ye Zihao had just kicked him, and he felt that he had to take back this bad breath.
So, he reprimanded loudly, "Fan Dong! It's none of your business here! That kid hurt me, and if I let him leave safely, what would outsiders say about our Fan family? So! Don't interfere! Wait until I'm dead.
After this, I will explain it to you slowly."
"Shut up!!"
However, at this moment, Fan Guohua, who was sitting in a wheelchair, suddenly cursed.
Forehead?
Suddenly, Fan Ziqiang was startled. He obviously did not expect that his father's reaction would be so big.
"Dad! He...he just hit me, he..."
As a result, Fan Ziqiang hadn't finished speaking yet.
At this moment, Fan Guohua scolded him very seriously: "Shuzi! Do you still dare to refute? I told you to shut up, so you shut up! Believe it or not, I will drive you out of the Fan family?"
"Dad! I..."
Fan Ziqiang still wanted to speak, but after Fan Guohua glared at him, he shut up obediently. Although he shut up, the aggrieved feeling in his heart was hard to describe.
At this time, Fan Ziqiang gritted his teeth and glared at Ye Zihao fiercely. When he saw his father's reaction, he thought that Ye Zihao was definitely not simple.