"Hehe, this guy is obviously worried. If the ambulance doesn't arrive in time, he might be beaten to death. As expected of Big Brother Fan, just a video was sent out, and he immediately admitted defeat. This is a real big shot!" Tang Mengyun said coquettishly as she rubbed against Young Master Fan's arm.
The latter's expression softened a little, and glanced at Hsieh Shih-chi. He saw that she was biting her lips and seemed worried, but she didn't have any intention of licking him. Young Master Fan didn't mind, as long as Tian ge came, there would be a time for Hsieh Shih-chi to cry.
A playboy like him had a very strange mentality. The easier it was to get a woman, the more disdainful he would be. Even if Tang Mengyun flirted with him and stuck to him, Young Master Fan didn't care. On the contrary, he hoped that Hsieh Shih-chi would serve him like that. That feeling would be different.
Although Young Master Fan showed a lukewarm attitude, Tang Mengyun didn't mind. From her point of view, it was natural. Since he was a rich young master, he should be coaxed. If he was a stinky loser, Tang Mengyun wouldn't even look at him.
This also proved the saying — — The goddess in the eyes of a loser is just the womb of a rich man. Although it was a bit unpleasant to hear, it wasn't crude.
"Hmph, little bastard, it's useless even if you beg for mercy now. This is the capital, if my Tian ge wants to mess with your people, even if your Nan Yun's governor comes, it won't help!" Young Master Fan winked and said, his face showing undisguised excitement.
"Ai, you two misunderstood. What I meant was, call an ambulance for yourselves."
I was a bit helpless. It seemed that some things had to be said clearly, or else they wouldn't understand at all if they were immersed in joy.
"Eh?"
The three of them were stunned. Before Young Master Fan could say anything, a nervous male voice came from his phone.
"Little Fan, turn the camera over, I want to see that imposter."
I didn't know if it was Young Master Fan's misconception, but he felt that Tian ge's voice was a bit shaky. Could it be that the piston was moving too much?
"Okay, Tian ge," Young Master Fan quickly switched to the rear camera and pointed it at me.
"Long time no see, Tang Haotian," I took the initiative to greet him.
"Hey, you know my Tian ge?
Quickly kneel down and beg for mercy! "
Young Master Fan was clearly stunned. But just as he finished speaking, he heard a 'dong dong' sound from his phone. He felt that it was a little strange.
He could not help but take a look and almost peed his pants. He quickly spun his phone and muttered softly, "Oh my god, is there something wrong with my new Apple X? Why is Brother Tian kneeling on the ground …"
However, the scene of Tang Haotian kneeling on the ground was still the same. Thud.
Young Master Fan lost his grip and fell to the ground. Instantly, the screen was shattered beyond recognition. However, the video wasn't interrupted.
Young Master Fan, on the other hand, did not feel heartache for his phone, he only felt extremely puzzled, "Brother Tian, did you go to Japan to travel?"
In his impression, the islanders had this custom when they ate.
While he was puzzled, Tang Haotian's exasperated voice was heard.
"F * ck you, Fan Wei. What kind of grudge do I have against you?
Did you have to summon Zhuang Feng himself to mess with me?! "
"Zha- Zhuang Feng himself?!" Young Master Fan blinked and couldn't help but look at me. He saw a playful smile on my face.
"Pa."
The already shattered Apple X fell to the ground again. The screen flashed with various colors. On the other side of the phone, Tang Haotian thanked the heavens and earth. He could finally stand up and speak.
Young Master Fan did not pick up his phone. Instead, he swallowed his saliva and said shakily, "Grandpa, Grandpa Zhuang, you don't have to do anything. Can I get out by myself?"
After saying that, Young Master Fan prostrated on the ground and prepared to take action. He really didn't think that I wasn't joking. Actually, the reason why Tang Haotian hated imposters was because he lost to me in the dojo challenge competition. If it wasn't for the leader of the Shangjing Dojo stopping him in time, he would have burned his blood essence.
Although kneeling was very embarrassing, even this year's champion, Yinci, kneeled in front of the tourists. He had nothing to worry about. If he offended me because of this, then he would be in big trouble.
Ever since the title of the Rookie King of the Heroes Ranking spread, there was a saying among the nobles in Jingcheng. It was better to provoke the King of Hell seventy percent of his anger than to provoke Zhuang Feng thirty percent of his anger.
Perhaps it sounded exaggerated, but it was an indisputable fact. Some people purposely dug out my achievements in Nan Yun. From a small Yun Cheng, to the entire province, and then to Jingcheng, which was under the feet of the emperor. It was as if nothing could stop my footsteps. Even the holy land of martial arts, Jingcheng, was unable to make me vanish from the masses.
It was undeniable that those high officials and nobles had quite a bit of background. However, in this day and age, it was a great thing to be able to avoid a strong opponent. If they offended the Rookie King of the Year because of some trivial matters, then they would definitely be making a joke out of the future of the power behind them.
Even Tang Haotian admitted defeat and kneeled, let alone a rich young master like Young Master Fan. Right now, he only wanted to leave this place as soon as possible. It was as if every minute was as long as a century.
"Big Brother Fan, why are you afraid of him? As the saying goes, no matter how skilled one is in martial arts, he is still afraid of a kitchen knife. With your family's wealth, you can just spend a few million to hire an assassin to kill him. Is there a need to be so humble?" Tang Mengyun asked disapprovingly.
"Slap." Just as he finished speaking, a crisp slap resounded in the private room.
"You little b * tch, can you shut up? A few million to kill Grandpa Zhuang?
You've probably read too many novels. If I want to kill a martial arts master of his level, even if I go bankrupt and sell my house and car, I still won't be able to raise enough money! "Young Master Fan couldn't help but curse.
This was an indisputable fact. Even the leader of the Dragon and Tiger Society, a world-class ace assassin ranked above Grandmaster Chen, didn't have the confidence to accept this bounty mission.
Tang Mengyun was stunned. Young Master Fan had a few hundred million in assets, yet he couldn't hire an assassin?
Just how amazing was this young man in front of her!
She suddenly felt that she had made a killing. Licking his feet just now wasn't a loss. However, that disdainful look in his eyes, his vomiting appearance, and his snort of disdain just now had angered him!
Just as Tang Mengyun thought that her life was going to end in darkness …
"Hey, hey, you, can't you have some manners? You hit a woman just because you don't agree with her. I'm telling you, she is my girlfriend's best friend," I said with a straight face and was in a bad mood.
In any case, I took a hundred and fifty thousand from him, and he even licked his feet, so I had to say something for him.
Tang Mengyun's face immediately flushed red. Although she didn't do it for real, she felt a sense of satisfaction that she had never felt before. In a single day, she had met two great people. One was a wealthy tycoon, and the other was an extremely amazing martial arts god.