Taoyuan Village Little Magician

Chapter 1004

Feng Yang punched the wall next to the hotel manager.

"I'm going... When did Yang Yang lose his mind?"

"This man didn't learn a lesson, why did he hammer the wall by himself? Doesn't his hand hurt?"

After Hong Tianhao and Wu Xiaokang saw this scene, they laughed again and again.

"I……"

Hearing this, Feng Yang almost died on the spot.

Didn't he intend to show his strength to the hotel manager by hammering the wall?Then let out harsh words to frighten the opponent severely.

Isn't that how it works?
How come when he does this, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look right?
So much so that Feng Yang's prepared lines and the aura he wanted to express were all laughed at by Hong Tianhao and Wu Xiaokang.

"Brother, you, don't you hurt? How about I go get you some medicine?"

The hotel manager shrank his neck, as if to match what Hong Tianhao and Wu Xiaokang said, and asked a question on his own initiative.

"Pfft, hahaha... I can't help it, I can't help it."

"Yangyang, don't you pretend to be aggressive next time? Look, the manager can't stand it anymore."

After Hong Tianhao and Wu Xiaokang heard this, they couldn't stop laughing.

As for Feng Yang, black lines appeared on his face, and thousands of mud horses roared past in his heart.

"You fucking little hotel manager dare to laugh at me?"

Anger quickly surfaced on Feng Yang's face, he grabbed the hotel manager's collar and punched him involuntarily.

"Yangyang!"

Zhang Fan, who had been silent all this time, spoke up and stopped him.

"He is just an ordinary person who has been hollowed out by wine and sex. If you punch him, he will die."

Zhang Fan glared at Feng Yang lightly.

Although the hotel manager was at fault, he was not guilty of death, not to mention that the other party was the manager of the Longzun International Hotel, so there was no need for extra trouble at this time.

"Brother Fan, what should I do?"

Feng Yang was speechless and had a headache.

He smashed the wall to threaten the other party to be ridiculed, and he directly killed him, but Zhang Fan didn't allow it.

Why is it so difficult to pretend to be aggressive?

Suddenly, Feng Yang's eyes lit up, and with an evil smile on his face again, he looked at the hotel manager.

This piercing smile scared the other party quite a lot.

"You, you... what do you want to do?"

The hotel manager stared at Feng Yang, and while backing away again and again, asked falteringly.

"Brother Fan won't let me beat you, then you can't blame me."

As he said that, Feng Yang threw himself on the hotel manager, and directly pressed the other party under his buttocks and sat down.

Immediately afterwards, he hugged the hotel manager's legs and threw them back fiercely.

"Ah~ I, my legs, no, no, my waist, my waist..."

"Brother, brother, stop playing, your waist is going to be broken, it's going to be broken."

Above the corridor of the hotel, the painful cries of the hotel manager sounded.

Feng Yang tortured the other party, and he did everything he could.

Hong Tianhao and Wu Xiaokang in the room looked at each other in blank dismay.

Even Zhang Fan covered his face now.

Damn, it's really embarrassing to watch.

Ask yourself, this is...a human thing?

Pooh!
To be precise, is this a fucking thing that a normal warrior can do?
Who would have thought that Feng Yang's brain circuits would be so strange.

"Oh! Forget it, I don't have the face to look at it."

Zhang Fan helped his forehead, and after waving at Elder Tong, they each went back into the house.

As for what Feng Yang wants to do, let him go.

Out of sight is pure!

Outside the room, in the corridor.

"Let you look down on people with your dog's eyes, make you drive us out, return the distinguished guests to stay, and double the compensation... Pooh!"

When Feng Yang said a word, he slapped the manager of the hotel on the forehead very vigorously.

"It's my dog's eyes that see people as inferior. I shouldn't drive you out. I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

The hotel manager held his head tightly in his hands and kept begging for mercy.

The few waiters brought up by him wanted to laugh but didn't dare to.

Feng Yang's exaggerated movements, his manager's embarrassed appearance, the scene should be as funny as possible.

After a few minutes.

Feng Yang seemed to be tired too, he slapped the hotel manager on the forehead forcefully, then stood up from him, waved his hands impatiently, and said, "Get out, get out!"

This sound is like the sound of heaven.

The hotel manager stood up as if he had been pardoned. He gave several waiters a vicious look, and kicked each of them when he stepped forward.

"I fucking asked you to do something, not to watch me get done."

"There will be next time, get the hell out of me!"

As soon as the words fell, the hotel manager looked back at Feng Yang with a guilty conscience.

The other party's harmless smile made him tremble for no reason, and his feet seemed to be oiled, and he ran away without a trace.

Naturally, the waiters were no exception and followed quickly.

"It's done!"

Feng Yang clapped his hands very smartly, and walked into the suite triumphantly.

Leaning his elbows on the door frame, dragging his head with his palms, he tilted his body, posing in a very handsome pose.

"Brother Fan, the manager of this shabby hotel can't do it!"

"I haven't exerted my strength yet, and the other party is cowardly. It's so boring."

Feng Yang pouted, with a bored expression on his face.

But in his heart, he was already happy, wishing to have more opportunities like this.

"Ah yes yes yes...Yangyang is the most powerful."

"That's right, Yangyang is invincible, next time I meet a ruthless character like the real Gu old fairy, I promise to let you be the first one."

"In the future, I will let you complete all the tasks that Master entrusts to me."

Hong Tianhao, Wu Xiaokang, and even Zhang Fan couldn't laugh if they wanted to, and they had to cooperate with Feng Yang's performance. For a while, they almost felt internal injuries.

If possible, Hong Tianhao really wanted to ask: "Yangyang, where's your fucking face?"

A quasi-warrior seeks confidence and a sense of superiority from a few ordinary people.

It's a joke to spread it, right?
"I think you are just envious, bah! It should be jealousy."

"Don't look at them as ordinary people, but do you know how to make them obediently beg for mercy?"

Feng Yang glared at Hong Tianhao and Wu Xiaokang angrily, and said solemnly.

"Hero Yangyang, I'm waiting to be taught."

Hong Tianhao cupped his hands again and again.

"Teachable!"

"Teachable!"

Wu Xiaokang and Guan Mo were no exception, following Hong Tianhao's example.

"Look carefully, study hard, brother will not harm you."

Feng Yang proudly fiddled with a strand of hair on his forehead. He felt windy when he walked. He laughed twice, took off his clothes and rushed to the suspended open-air swimming pool again.

"Tsk tsk tsk... As expected of Yangyang, this can make him pretend that he doesn't recognize his relatives, and he even restrained his fear of heights."

Hong Tianhao joked a little tongue-tiedly, it seems that Feng Yang will be given more chances to perform in the future.

(End of this chapter)