Chapter Five Hundred and Thirty-Three Rather mess with the King of Hell, don't mess with Yang Ting!
Yang Ting and Yang Jingjing are indeed a family.
This arrogance is exactly the same, and he will kill the whole family at every turn!
On the other side, restaurant owner Dong Qun's pupils shrank sharply after hearing Yang Ting's voice, as if he heard something incredible, and his body trembled with fright.
Yang Ting!
Dong Qun never expected that this legendary demon king would actually come back!
A person's name, the shadow of a tree!
Dong Qun's class is still inaccessible to people like Yang Ting.
However, he had heard many shocking rumors about Yang Ting.
And among the dandy circles in Huahai, there is still a saying -
It's better to provoke the King of Hell than Yang Ting!
Even those domineering and tyrannical young masters from aristocratic families would shy away when they saw this demon king of the Yang family.
And Yang Ting's awesomeness is not just because he is the grandson of Yang Zhenkun, the leader of Hongyi.
What's more important is his terrifying strength!
It is said that Yang Ting was born with supernatural powers. When he was twelve years old, he participated in the National Youth Wushu Championship. Facing opponents aged seventeen or eighteen, he was as easy as swatting flies. His every move was sure to draw blood, and he won the championship easily!
When he was sixteen years old, Yang Ting showed extraordinary talents. He could eat a whole cow a day, had the power of four elephants in his arms, and could lift a thousand-jin cauldron.
It is said that he entered the Greater Khingan Mountains alone and fought with brown bears, porcupines and tigers with his bare hands.
In the end, all the beasts in the forest were so frightened that whenever they noticed his aura, they turned around and ran away as if they had encountered a natural enemy.
If it were placed in ancient times, it would be a million enemies on the battlefield, invincible, and famous throughout the ages!
Once, a young man with an extraordinary status called him a "barbarian".
That night, everyone in the young man's family, from the eighty-year-old man to the three-year-old baby, had their necks broken by him and were killed on the spot, leaving no one alive!
A demon king like Yang Ting can no longer be described as fierce, he is simply a beast in human skin!
He doesn't even need to take action in person, just a name can scare Xiao Xiao.
However, three years ago, Yang Ting suddenly disappeared and never appeared in Huahai City.
Someone familiar with the matter said that it was Yang Zhenkun, the leader of Hongyi, who used his powerful connections to get Yang Ting to join the disciples of a certain powerful man and practice supreme skills!
But Dong Qun could never have imagined that Yang Ting had returned to Huahai.
If he intervened in today's matter, I'm afraid it would cause a bloody storm!
…
At this time, Ye Fan held the phone and suddenly said: "Yang Ting, are you threatening me?"
"Threat? You can understand it that way! Boy, let Jingjing go immediately, and then commit suicide to apologize! Otherwise, I will let you endure the most painful punishment in the world. You will not be able to survive or die!"
"Oh, by the way... have you ever heard of the punishment of 'skinning alive'? That means burying a person in the soil, with only the head exposed, and then cutting a hole in the heavenly cap above the head, and pouring mercury into it. Because mercury is dense, it will
It will fall down, passing through the blood, brain, chest, and internal organs..."
"Under that kind of pain, the tortured person will scream crazily and even struggle, but he is buried and can only move up and down slightly. Finally, the skinned 'person' is slowly squeezed out of the human skin.
It’s here, but the human skin is still in the soil!”
"Boy, I don't mind trying that kind of punishment on you!"
Yang Ting's voice was full of ferocious evil.
When they heard the punishment of being "skinned alive", everyone in the venue couldn't help but gasped and were horrified. They had no doubt about the authenticity of these words.
"Ah ha ha ha ha..."
Hearing these words, Ye Fan not only showed no fear, but burst into heroic laughter.
On the other end of the phone, hearing the laughter, Yang Ting felt as if he had been greatly insulted. He gritted his teeth and asked, "You bastard, what the hell are you laughing at?"
"Yang Ting, I think... you made a mistake! Now you have no ability to threaten me! Even if I kill Yang Jingjing on the spot, what can you do to me?!"
…
Ye Fan's voice was domineering and outstanding.
"You brat, how dare you? Don't try to challenge my bottom line!!!" Yang Ting roared at the top of his voice, with every word containing overwhelming anger.
Even if you can't see his face, you can still imagine his crazy look on the other end of the phone.
"Hmph...Yang Ting, because of your arrogance and stupidity, your sister is going to suffer a lot!"
With that said, Ye Fan turned around and walked towards Yang Jingjing.
"Kick!"
"Kick!"
"Kick!"
His footsteps were not loud, but they were like war drums, beating on Yang Jingjing's chest. Every step she took made her body tremble.
Looking at Ye Fan who was so close, Yang Jingjing's face was pale and bloodless, and she stammered: "You... what are you going to do? Don't mess around! If you want to violate me, my brother will never let you go.
It’s your fault!”
"Invading you? Yang Jingjing, do you think too highly of yourself? You don't even look in the mirror. I can't even look down on a vulgar fan like you!" Ye Fan said with disgust.
As soon as these words came out, Yang Jingjing breathed a long sigh of relief.
"but--"
Suddenly, Ye Fan changed his subject and continued: "I am very dissatisfied with your brother's attitude! As punishment, slap yourself in the face and apologize to me for him!"
"What? Hit yourself?!"
When Yang Jingjing heard this, she was stunned for a moment, then shook her head like a rattle and said, "Are you kidding me? I'm not a fool, how could I slap myself?"
"You have no choice!"
There was an irresistible will in Ye Fan's voice.
"boom!"
Suddenly, a solid coercion surged in all directions with his body as the center.
Yang Jingjing's delicate body trembled, and the hairs all over her body stood up, and she even had the illusion that she was transformed into a lonely boat in the storm, swaying uncertainly, and might be swallowed up at any time!
"Yang Jingjing, either... you slap yourself in the face and apologize to me! Or... I personally help you! But how many slaps can your face be able to withstand?"
Ye Fan's cold voice sounded in her ears.
Looking at the Hongyi elites lying scattered on the ground, Yang Jingjing's eyes were full of despair.
She knew that if Mark took action, her bones would be broken with one blow.
In desperation, she could only choose to compromise and said tremblingly: "I... I will fight it myself!"
As she spoke, Yang Jingjing raised her right hand and lightly patted her already swollen face. It didn't hurt or itch at all.
Seeing this scene, Ye Fan frowned and scolded: "Huh... are you cheating under my nose? Seriously, haven't you had enough to eat?"
As soon as these words were spoken, Yang Jingjing took a deep breath, and as if she had made some great determination, she suddenly raised her right palm and slapped her face.
"Snapped!"
The crisp sound of slaps resounded throughout the entire audience.
Under Ye Fan's pressure, she didn't dare to sneak around and hit her with both hands, as if the face was not her own.
"Pah, pah, pah, pah!!!!"
The sound of intensive slaps could not be heard without stopping.
Soon, the muscles on her face swelled up like a pig's head, and even her biological parents might not be able to recognize her.
And her hands felt sore and numb, and she was so tired that she was about to collapse from slapping herself.
However, she didn't dare to be lazy at all and tried her best with every slap.
For a moment, Yang Jingjing felt like stars were popping up in her eyes and she was sweating profusely!
If she fainted like this, she could be recorded in history, and even apply for the Guinness Book of Records——
The first person in the world to be slapped in the face and become comatose!
At this moment, Ye Fan held the phone again and said:
"Yang Ting, did you hear this slap? This was slapped by your sister herself! Because you offended me, you will be punished now! I hope she can persist until you come!"
There was silence on the other end of the phone.
I don’t know how long it took, but Yang Ting’s voice suddenly sounded, which was a little different from before. It was like the violent friction between metals, and it was extremely harsh:
"Boy, what you just did has released the beast in my heart! I, Yang Ting, swear that I will use hundreds of tortures on you to make you regret living in this world!