"..."

Along the way, Yang Ting kept his hands behind his back, looking like a master.

After seeing Ye Xiaofan, he was stunned.

When I heard the sound, I woke up with a start. Like a primary school student seeing the dean of discipline, he let go of his hand awkwardly, not knowing where to put it.

Lei Zizhou was shocked when he saw his only son with a bruised nose and face, swollen into a pig's head, and he was almost unrecognizable.

He suddenly became furious.

I couldn't help but listen to what Ye Xiaofan said.

"Senior Brother Yang, why are you standing still? You can only deal with this person! I'll give you 10 million to avenge my son!" Lei Zizhou shouted.

Although bodyguard Luo Chen is strong, he is only in the late stage of Fan Jin.

It's not worth mentioning in front of Yang Ting.

If Yang Ting takes action, there will definitely be no problem!

No matter what the reason is, if you hit your son, you must pay the price!

Yang Ting came back to his senses, his face was stiff, and he smiled awkwardly at Ye Xiaofan.

He lowered his voice, stepped forward, and said to Lei Zizhou: "Didn't you ask me earlier how I got hurt?

"This young man is a master, I can't even stop him from attacking!

"If you weren't merciful, I wouldn't even be able to borrow money from you.

"By the way... I borrowed money from you just to buy some decent gifts to make amends to him."

"What?!" Lei Zizhou felt as if he was struck by lightning, his mind roaring, "Are you still kidding me at this time? If you think the pay is low, just ask for the price!"

Grandmaster?

What a strange and distant word.

He had not heard of this honorific title for a long time since he gave up martial arts and started doing business.

After hearing it now, he was startled, and some memories came to his mind.

None of the great masters he had heard of in his early years were in their eighties or nineties.

A young man in his twenties is a martial arts expert that warriors yearn for and admire?

He couldn't believe the reality of this.

The two looked at each other.

Yang Ting looked solemn and said seriously: "Do you think I would joke with you?"

"..." Lei Zizhou's whole body gradually stiffened.

"Have you finished talking?" Ye Xiaofan interrupted the two of them.

"Master Yang, do you want to spar with each other again? However, I can't guarantee that I will hold back this time."

"No, no, no, I have no intention of fighting with you. This matter has nothing to do with me."

Yang Ting's head swayed like a rattle.

Ye Xiaofan's indifferent eyes fell on Lei Zizhou, as if he weighed ten thousand pounds.

He was sweating profusely and almost couldn't breathe.

Lei Zizhou believed it more and more.

"Um... Grandmaster Ye, there is a misunderstanding. If Quan Zi offends him, it is his own fault. Although you teach him a lesson, I hope you will spare his life.

"Whatever compensation you want, just ask."

Lei Zizhou suddenly bowed and apologized.

The pig-headed Lei Yuran was stunned. His brain was damaged and he had hallucinations?

He patted his swollen and sore face and gasped in pain.

Yang Ting also solemnly handed over his hand, "Young people are ignorant, so please give me a chance to change my ways!"

Luo Chen clutched his ribs and struggled to get up from the car, his eyes full of horror.

Sun Wan opened her mouth blankly.

She recognized Lei Zizhou, he often appeared in the news or short videos.

How could such a real estate tycoon admit his mistake by begging for mercy from Ye Xiaofan?

really?!

What Grandmaster Ye?

Because Ye Xiaofan is good at martial arts?

But in this modern era, a gun can kill him.

What's more, Lei Zizhou is in a high position and has great power. It's easy to kill a reckless man!

Even if the world boxing champion comes, Lei Zizhou may not give him face.

Why do you have to bow down to a young man?

She couldn't understand it and once thought she was hallucinating.

The hall was silent.

"It won't happen again." Ye Xiaofan took a deep look at a few people and walked out.

"Dad..." Lei Yuran was filled with grievances, why?

"Shut up!" Lei Zizhou yelled angrily, "If you dare to say more, I will destroy you!"

He glanced at the corner and saw a brand new car key.

It’s the key to Lei Yuran’s new car, the Porsche 918.

Lei Zizhou quickly picked it up and said, "Master, please stay."

He caught up with Ye Xiaofan in a few steps and respectfully handed over the car keys.

"A dog can't see the mountain, so please accept this Porsche 918 as an apology."

Ye Xiaofan glanced at him and said, "Forget it, no reward for no merit. I have already taught your son a lesson. You should go back and discipline him properly."

Under the gaze of many people, Ye Xiaofan opened the door of the truck, drove the truck to turn, and drove out of the parking lot.

Xiaoli and other salesmen looked at each other in confusion.

They say this handsome guy is a young man from a top wealthy family, but he drives a shabby truck.

Let's just say he is a little person. The dignified Chujiang boss, when meeting him, is like a mouse meeting a cat.

Afraid of offending him, she even took the initiative to use tens of millions of yuan in Porsche 918 to compensate.

Incredible, absolutely ridiculous!

…

Yang Ting breathed a sigh of relief and looked bitter.

He just came to borrow money and almost offended Ye Xiaofan again, which was really unlucky.

Managers, security guards, etc. were sent one after another, bending down or squatting, covering the wounds and wailing slightly.

Sun Wan stood in the crowd, at a loss.

Luo Chen frowned and limped to Yang Ting, "Senior Yang, is this person really a grandmaster?"

"What do you think? I can't break through your hard Qigong with just one kick and make you lose your fighting ability."

Yang Ting responded impatiently, "One of my disciples' ears was pierced through the air. Fortunately, this person is not very violent. I'm afraid I will be crippled."

Luo Chen was shaken all over, feeling as if he had escaped from the gate of hell.

the other side.

Lei Yuran, who was swollen into a pig's head, was extremely aggrieved and cried loudly: "Dad, he beat me so badly, you still want to give him my new car?"

"Why!"

"No matter how powerful he is, can he stop a bullet? Why not call Uncle Cheng and ask him to lead a team over and beat him into a hornet's nest."

Lei Yuran felt that there were too many ways to punish Ye Xiaofan.

Lei Zizhou glared at him fiercely, "A summer insect cannot speak of ice. Even if I explain it, you won't believe it. In short, he is not something you and I can mess with."

"If you want to die, you can jump off a building, drink poison, whatever. Don't bring trouble to the Lei family."

Luo Chen had already figured out the whole process, and he lowered his head and explained the ins and outs.

The source of everything is my young master’s new girlfriend!

What kind of slander and rumor-mongering master would use such low-level means to take revenge on a vulgar and vulgar fan?
To be continued...