"Boy, do you know who I am?!" Although Han Yehao was frightened, he still scolded him coldly.
He is a direct descendant of the Han family. In Kyoto, except for those top wealthy families, no one dares to provoke him.
In his opinion, as long as Chen Fan knew his identity, he would be frightened to the point of kneeling down and begging for mercy.
Thinking of this, Han Yehao gradually calmed down, and there was a hint of joking in his eyes again.
Chen Fan looked at Han Yehao indifferently and asked, "Then do you know who I am?"
"Hahaha!" Han Yehao suddenly laughed: "Boy, you dare to show off in front of me. No matter who you are today, I tell you, I, the King of Heaven, can't save you!"
"Really?" Chen Fan took a step forward.
Han Yehao stopped retreating. In his opinion, Chen Fan did not dare to touch him at all.
"Crack!"
Suddenly, a clear slap sounded.
Suddenly, there was silence.
Even Gao Zhe, who was hiding behind Han Yehao, was stunned. He never expected that Chen Fan would dare to hit Han Yehao.
"You, you dare to hit me?!" Han Yehao's eyes almost popped out of his head with anger, he pointed at Chen Fan and shouted angrily.
"Click!"
There was another crisp sound.
"ah!"
Han Yehao suddenly screamed. The finger he pointed at Chen Fan had been broken by Chen Fan.
Looking at the fingers at a 90-degree angle with the back of his hand, Han Yehao's face was full of horror, and his screams directly echoed through the entire hall on the first floor.
"Who dares to make trouble here?!" Suddenly, an angry shout sounded.
In the distance, a middle-aged man in a suit, followed by a group of security guards, rushed over quickly.
Seeing the person coming, Han Yehao became even more angry. He pointed at the middle-aged man's nose and cursed: "Manager Li, are you blind? Why are you here now!"
This middle-aged man is none other than the manager here.
When Manager Li heard someone scolding him, he immediately became angry and looked over following the sound.
However, when Manager Li saw clearly the man in front of him with his fingers broken off and a bright red slap mark on his face, he was completely confused: "Han, Mr. Han! Why is it you? What, what's going on?!
"
As the manager here, how could he not know the person in front of him?
Especially since the other party was a direct descendant of the Han family and had often come to their store to spend money. He also knew that he would definitely not dare to offend the person in front of him. The angry look on his face also disappeared in an instant.
"What's wrong? Are you blind? Can't you see the slap on my face and my hands?!" Han Yehao glared at Manager Li angrily.
Manager Li finally came back to his senses and his eyes fell on Chen Fan and others.
Seeing Chen Fan and the others sitting in the lobby eating, Manager Li's face instantly darkened.
"Is this Young Master Han that you are beating? Do you know who Young Master Han is! I think you are impatient with life!"
After Manager Li finished speaking, he waved his hand again: "Surround them all and leave them to Mr. Han to deal with!"
Upon hearing this, the security guards following Manager Li quickly stepped forward and surrounded Chen Fan and others.
Seeing this, Qin Shuran said to Manager Li: "This manager, we are eating here, he is here to provoke us, why are you surrounding us?! Is it possible that it is because of his identity and background?"
Manager Li immediately laughed and asked: "What else?!"
Qin Shuran's chest heaved with anger. She didn't expect the people here to be so snobbish.
If she had known this earlier, she would never have chosen this hotel.
"Master Han, why don't we send you to the hospital first? After you receive treatment, we can take care of them properly." Manager Li came to Han Yehao's side and asked respectfully.
Han Yehao's face was extremely gloomy. He could not bear this kind of thing for a moment.
"Destroy these two boys, and then send them to the box!" Han Yehao ordered angrily.
Manager Li naturally did not dare to neglect, and quickly waved his hand and said: "Didn't you hear it? Use these two boys!"
The security guards around heard this and were gearing up to take action.
"Manager Li, these two people are very powerful, you should pay more attention." Gao Zhe, who was hiding behind Han Yehao, quickly warned.
"Don't worry, these security guards of mine have been systematically trained. It's impossible to deal with these two boys."
"ah!"
"Ouch!"
"Ouch!"
However, before Manager Li could finish speaking, screams suddenly sounded around him.
The next second, Manager Li stared blankly at the scene in front of him.
Because, just a few seconds later, all the security guards who had just followed him fell to the ground in a mess.
Manager Li was stunned. He couldn't believe what he saw. How could this be possible? Two people, in just a few seconds, beat up more than a dozen of his security guards!
"Manager, what did you say just now?" Daxiong stepped forward with a joking face, put his hand on Manager Li's shoulder and asked.
"Gudu!"
Manager Li swallowed directly, and then cold sweat continued to fall on his forehead.
His whole legs were trembling: "No, it's nothing."
"Really? But why did I feel just now that you were so confident in them that you wanted to destroy me?" Da Xiong looked at Manager Li jokingly and asked.
Manager Li was so frightened that he almost peed. He was trembling all over and couldn't say a word. He looked at Han Yehao for help.
Han Yehao recovered from the shock and glared at Chen Fan angrily: "Boy, you must think clearly, my grandfather is..."
"Crack!"
Before Han Yehao could reveal his grandfather's identity, Da Xiong raised his hand and slapped Han Yehao on the face.
"I can't stand a rich second generation like you. If you have the ability, you have to rely on yourself. Why are you talking about your grandfather? Even if your grandfather is the King of Heaven and offends me, Brother Fan, you can't even think about it easy!" Da Xiong pointed.
Han Yehao shouted angrily.
Han Yehao cried immediately after being slapped. Ever since he was a child, he had never encountered such a thing.
"Han Yehao, right?" However, at this moment, Song Wenting, who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke.
"You, you know me?" Han Yehao felt happy when he heard Song Wenting call out his name.
As long as the other party knows his identity, these people will definitely kneel down and beg for mercy from him immediately.
Song Wenting slowly stood up, poured a cup of scalding hot water, and then came to Han Yehao.
"Now you want to beg me for mercy? Let me tell you, this matter is not over yet?!" Han Yehao thought Song Wenting was going to bring him water, and his attitude became arrogant again.
Song Wenting raised the corner of her mouth and sneered: "You are thinking too much."
Um?
When Han Yehao heard this, he looked at Song Wenting doubtfully.
"puff!"
As soon as she finished speaking, before Han Yehao could react, Song Wenting took the water cup and poured the boiling hot water directly into Han Yehao's face!