Wen Yang was stepped on the ground and kept struggling.
Shouting from the mouth.
"Let me go, do you know who I am?"
"I am the young master of the Wen family in Ninghai City, please let me go!"
"Otherwise, you'll have something to eat!"
Most of the audience didn't know anything about the Wen family in Ninghai City and still refused to let him go.
"Fart, no matter where you are from, even if you are from Yancheng, you can't deceive us like this."
"Be careful, we'll call the police and arrest you."
Wen Yang's face was gloomy and he gritted his teeth, "How dare you!"
Gu Jingze sneered and slowly increased the strength on his feet.
"Woo!"
"Gu...Jingze, let me go, you..."
Wen Yang struggled to squeeze out a few words, his tone still filled with threats.
Unfortunately, Gu Jingze didn't take it seriously at all.
He picked up his other foot and kicked him hard in the face.
"Ah poof!"
Wen Yang was kicked and fainted.
Those who asked for help were all panicked.
Duan Feng went up and hammered them randomly, knocking them all unconscious.
Half an hour later.
Yan family villa.
Wen Yang and several of his little brothers, ten of them in total, were tied together like dead dogs.
"Wake them up."
Duan Feng is called Can Lang, and his methods are much more direct than Kong Bin's.
He picked up baseball bats and smashed them against each other, one for each person.
"ah!"
"Ouch!"
"Damn it, who is it?"
A group of people felt the pain and shouted and cursed.
"Bang!"
Opening it under strong light makes it almost impossible to open your eyes.
Gu Jingze's cold voice sounded.
"Wen Yang, how much do you think your father paid for your life?"
Under the light, there was a throbbing.
Wen Yang tried his best to open his eyes, looked at Gu Jingze, and suddenly smiled.
"Haha! Gu Jingze, you are just a door-to-door son-in-law with a little background. Why do you just want to threaten my dad?"
"Compared to the background, I've really never been afraid of anyone?"
Gu Jingze clenched his fist and punched Wen Yang in the mouth.
"A mouth full of shit."
“You’re still talking to me about your background!”
Duan Feng couldn't stand listening to it either. This idiot still wants to compare his background with his husband. Is he thinking all shit?
He also hit it with a stick, "Shut up, what the hell do you have the qualifications to compare with Mr."
Wen Yang's mouth was full of blood, and all the teeth in his mouth fell out.
"Master, Master, how are you?"
"What do you think, can you still feel better after being beaten?" Wen Yang scolded the younger brothers.
Gu Jingze glanced at Duan Feng, who immediately understood. He took out Wen Yang's cell phone and made a video call to Wen Maolin.
"Dudududu!"
"I wonder if Wen Maolin would be shocked when he saw his son in this state?"
"Son, how's it going? Is Gu Jingze's matter settled?"
Wen Maolin thought it was his son who had hit him. He hadn't seen his son in person yet, so he asked.
"dad."
"Master Wen, help!"
Master Wen and his brothers shouted directly when they heard Wen Maolin's voice.
"Um?"
When Wen Maolin heard this, it was wrong!
"Son, what's wrong with you? Where are you?"
Duan Feng turned his phone around and faced Wen Yang.
"dad!"
Wen Yang looked at his father in the video, his nose felt sore and he almost couldn't hold back his tears.
However, Wen Maolin across from him saw his son like this.
It exploded all of a sudden.
My son, who was fine in the morning, now has a bloody head, sunken cheekbones and all his teeth.
This was obviously a beating.
He only has such a son, and he is heartbroken.
The blow hits the child's body and hurts the father's heart.
Wen Maolin's eyes suddenly became bloodshot, as if he were a bloodthirsty devil who wanted to eat alive the person who tortured his son.
"Son, tell me, who did it?"
Duan Feng cut off the video and switched to audio, his tone unusually calm.
"You damn old man, it was me who did it!"
"Who are you? Aren't you afraid that I, Wen Maolin, will overwhelm your power in Hangzhou?" Wen Maolin was angry. His son was beaten like this, and he didn't care about anything.
"If you want to kill us, you must be prepared to be killed by us."
Gu Jingze said quietly from the side, "Tell me how much ransom you are prepared to pay in exchange for your son's life."
When Wen Maolin heard this, he became angry and said, "Gu Jingze, it's you!"
"If you dare to mess around, believe it or not, I will lead my men to kill you immediately."
Gu Jingze was not frightened. He shook his shoulders and said, "Really, hit me!"
Duan Feng received Gu Jingze's order and picked up a baseball bat to hit Wen Yang.
"Ah, no!"
"Don't hit me! I was wrong. I will give you whatever you want."
Wen Yang was already frightened by Gu Jingze's beating. When he saw the baseball bat was about to fall, he immediately begged for mercy.
"Haha! It's no use what you said, your dad doesn't want to give it, so..."
Duan Feng grinned and hit him hard with the stick.
"ah!"
Wen Yang's crying voice was truly heartbreaking to hear.
"Son! Son!"
Wen Maolin could not have imagined that Gu Jingze would be so decisive and not give himself any face.
"Stop! What do you want?"
Wen Maolin couldn't bear his son being beaten, and his tone began to soften.
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Chapter completed!