Moreover, that expression is exactly the attitude of a junior towards an elder.
And Wang Jian! He just said that Ye Jingtian and Bai Xi were having an affair...
Dead, dead!
Therefore, Wang Jian was instantly frightened and fainted!
And the group of people around were even more frightened and trembling!
It can be said that my legs are so weak that I can hardly stand anymore.
Who is Ouyang Feng?
Tell me loudly, who is it?
The successor of the Ouyang family! The successor! Now, Mr. Ouyang is making Ouyang Feng familiar with various businesses, and even offers part of the industry chain for Ouyang Feng to play with.
His words can definitely represent the entire Ouyang family.
At this time, Dong Yu and Hua Ji came to Bai Xi and said with cold faces: "Aunt Bai, go and rest. From now on, there will be no such person as Wang Jian."
Hearing this sound, the legs of the people around him trembled even more.
This TM, there are two more of this TM?
Dong Yu! Hua Ji!
Although the two of them are not the heirs of the Dong family and the Hua family.
However, they also have a certain status in the family.
If nothing else, if they want to kill small businessmen like them, they only need Dong Yu and Hua Ji to talk to their families.
That's all!
Wasn't Bai Xi expelled by the Bai family?
How could she have such a close connection with the Ouyang family, the Dong family, and the Hua family?
Even if Bai Le, the old man of the Bai family, comes, Ouyang Feng and the three young masters may not be interested in them, right?
Damn, why is this?
Was it the wrong way to go out this morning or the wrong way to take medicine?
Are you hallucinating?
Soon, a group of people began to criticize themselves, biting the tip of their tongues!
In an instant, the legs of a group of people went weak.
This is not an illusion!
It’s really not an illusion!
Oh my God, what the hell is going on with this?
At this moment, Zhou Zicheng and his group looked aggrieved as they had pig-headed faces!
Weren't you all awesome just now?
Why are my legs weak now?
Why are we kneeling? Don’t you have any idea?
Do you want to be like Wang Xun and his son, and have to be beaten to death to have dignity?
You guys keep attacking them, come on!
You bastard is your biological father, why are you so cruel!
At the same time, Zhang Fan restrained his murderous intent, acting as if nothing had happened. He stepped forward to hold his mother's hand and winked at his father quickly. "Dear Queen, please go back to your room and rest.
Drink tea and chat with Uncle Ye and the others."
Zhang Dongyang understood and pulled Bai Xi away.
"Don't kill anyone." Zhang Dongyang said.
Zhang Fan immediately nodded: "Oh, Dad, where are you? I'm a good student!"
"Xiao Fan, I'll leave this to you!" Qin Shuang patted Zhang Fan on the shoulder, pulled Ye Jingtian and immediately walked into the villa.
When his mother and father disappeared, Zhang Fan's face suddenly turned cold.
He turned around, came to Wang Jian's side, and smiled.
That evil smile made a group of people around him shiver.
"Oh, you're asleep. You are the protagonist at this time. It's not okay to fall asleep." Zhang Fan smiled and touched his hand in his pocket. In an instant, a silver needle appeared in Zhang Fan's palm.
With that said, Zhang Fan took the silver needle and pierced Wang Jian's forehead.
After the third injection, Wang Jian woke up.
"Hey, are you awake?" Zhang Fan bared his teeth and smiled!
Immediately, Zhang Fan put his left hand into his pocket and took out a small white bottle from the warehouse.
Putting the silver needle into the bottle and dipping it into some white powder, the smile on Zhang Fan's face became even stronger.
"I am a person who holds grudges very much! It's very unfortunate. You made me remember you deeply.
Tell me, you can quarrel with me, but why do you have to quarrel with my queen?" Zhang Fan said softly, then reached out his hand and gently tapped Wang Jian's chin.
The moment Wang Jian opened his mouth, Zhang Fan directly stuck the silver needle on Wang Jian's tongue.
Looking at this scene, a group of people around me shuddered down their backs!
Silver needle? Porcelain bottle?
Looking at this, I have an ominous premonition.
The next moment, Wang Jian's face turned red.
His body couldn't help but twist.
Three seconds later, Wang Jian's hands were clasped on his face.
Looking at this scene, the faces of the people around became even more pale!
Damn, what the hell is going on here?
Something seems wrong with Wang Jian's situation.
At this time, Zhang Fan stood up and clapped his hands!
"OK, let's go and eat!"
"Ah? Is this the end? He insulted Aunt Bai, so let him go like this?" Dong Yu said with a gloomy face.
"Haha!" Zhang Fan smiled softly: "Then let's take a look?"
"Ah?" Ouyang Feng and the other two were immediately confused!
But at the next moment, their eyes immediately tightened.
Wang Jian, who was lying on the ground, suddenly opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue.
His two hands grasped the tongue and kept pulling it.
Soon, Ouyang Feng and the others turned around, their scalps numb.
Because within a short period of time, they saw that Wang Jian actually pulled out his own tongue.
Oh my god, I almost scared the shit out of them!
At this moment, a group of middle-aged men on Zhou Zicheng's side were kneeling on the ground.
Their bodies were constantly trembling.
Every pore in his body was trembling.
"Master, we were wrong! We were really wrong! Please forgive me!"
Some people are even kowtowing.
They saw Wang Jian's fate with their eyes.
If nothing else, just pull out your own tongue...
What does it matter if you kneel down and admit your mistake?
It’s so meager!
"Master Ouyang, Master Dong, Master Hua, please help me intercede."
"Yes, we didn't do anything. It was Wang Jian, the scumbag, who insulted Miss Bai."
"We were just confused by Wang Jian!"
"Zhou Zicheng, what the hell are you doing standing still? Kowtow and apologize!"
"Liu Huyun, look at your father, he is a loser, please apologize and make amends!"
"Bah bang bang!"
A group of middle-aged men immediately slapped Zhou Zicheng's group of people in the face one after another.
Feeling the burning on their faces, Zhou Zicheng and the others were almost in tears.
Didn't you just let us kneel down and slap our lips together?
Why is Mao hitting me again now?
Why?
Where was your anger just now? Ah?
What about shame?
Where the hell has it all gone?
Why don't you beat yourself? Why are you beating us?
Zhou Zicheng and his group were really wronged to death.
But the next moment, they still knelt down!
His head hit the bluestone directly.
"Master Zhang Fan, we were wrong, please forgive us!"
"It's us who can't see the truth, it's us who are the bastards..."
"Haha!" Zhang Fan smiled coldly, turned around and left.
A bunch of trash, do whatever you want!
However, the moment Zhang Fan turned around, Zhang Fan's eyes froze.
His eyes were fixed on Weng Shuang, who was standing at the door, holding the little girl's hand.