The strongest door-to-door son-in-law

Chapter 793 It's No Use Who Comes

"Ye, Young Master Ye..." Zhu Haipeng's body softened, his legs shook, and he almost knelt down!
"Cousin, you must help me teach him a lesson!" Yue Buqun said fiercely without noticing anything unusual about Zhu Haipeng.

"Shut up!" Zhu Haipeng suddenly turned around and kicked Yue Bukui in the abdomen.

Yue Bu stumbled and fell down, with a bruised nose and a swollen face.

Yue Bukui's companions were stunned again. What kind of rhythm is this?
Shouldn't it be Ye Feng who was kicked? Why was it that Yue Buqu was kicked instead?

Zhu Haipeng now really wanted to beat Yue Bukui to death with his own hands.

Who is wrong?

He actually provoked Ye Feng, and even called him here. He was asking him to die!
Ye Feng stepped forward with his hands behind his back and stared at Zhu Haipeng playfully: "I plan to cut off your cousin's hands and feet. Do you have any objections?"

Zhu Haipeng trembled: "I don't dare, I don't dare..."

Dare not, these two simple words were like a huge thunder, shocking everyone.

He was majestic when he appeared on the stage, but now he has become a coward. It is really unimaginable.

"Kneel down!" Ye Feng gave the order without hesitation.

As soon as this sentence fell to the ground, everyone was stunned.

Just when someone was about to ridicule Ye Feng for being arrogant, they were shocked to find that Zhu Haipeng actually knelt down.

Plop, no hesitation.

Everyone's heads were buzzing.

Wu Liang was happy, Brother Feng was Brother Feng, and it was easier to deal with Zhu Haipeng than himself.

"Kneel straighter." Ye Feng looked at Zhu Haipeng and said indifferently.

Zhu Haipeng straightened his body.

"Snapped!"

Ye Feng slapped Zhu Haipeng with a big slap in the face, which made Zhu Haipeng stagger.

"This is the last time." Ye Feng slapped him on the face and scolded him, "Next time, if I see you acting like a villain and stepping on my head, just commit suicide."

"I understand, I understand." Zhu Haipeng nodded, as respectfully as his grandson.

The whole place was silent!

Ye Feng looked at Yue Bukui with mocking eyes: "Yue Bukui, ask your cousin, does he dare to say anything now?"

Yue Bu's mouth was dry and he didn't know how to respond to Ye Feng. He only knew that he was very embarrassed today.

Ye Feng took out a tissue and wiped his hands, then looked at Zhu Haipeng and smiled: "Your nephew, you take care of it."

"Yue Buqu, get over here." Zhu Haipeng shuddered and yelled at Yue Buqu, "Immediately apologize to Mr. Ye."

Yue Buqu's expression changed and he said sadly: "Cousin, he is just a ball..."

"Pah!" Zhu Haipeng didn't talk nonsense and slapped him directly.

"Cousin, why are you beating me... You should help me kill Ye Feng, kill Ye Feng!" Yue Bukui was very angry and unwilling. He didn't know why Zhu Haipeng was so afraid of Ye Feng.

Even if Ye Feng is somewhat capable, he doesn't have to beat himself up to please Ye Feng, he still has to apologize.

Wu Liang was very happy to see it. He admired Ye Feng even more now and decided to hold onto Ye Feng's thigh from now on.

Zhu Haipeng shouted again: "Kneel down and apologize!"

Yue Buchu covered his face: "I won't kneel down..."

"Pah!" Zhu Haipeng slapped him again.

"Cousin!" Yue Bu couldn't stand it anymore and stepped back and shouted: "Enough! What ability does this boy have that makes you so scared? He is just a visiting son-in-law and a barefoot doctor! Even if you are afraid of him, you are not afraid of him. It means I have to be afraid of him!" He really couldn't figure out how his cousin, who used to be so awesome, could be so afraid of Ye Feng! ?
Yue Buqu pointed at Ye Feng and said angrily: "Boy, I don't know how you are holding my cousin's hand, but I tell you, I am not afraid of you. In our circle, there is no such word as kneeling! "

Hearing these words, Zhu Haipeng was about to cry. He slapped Yue Buqu mercilessly a few times in the hope that Ye Feng would calm down.

"You...you..." Zhu Haipeng pointed at Yue Bukui angrily, "I don't care about you anymore!"

Yue Bukui roared: "You don't need to worry about me! If you slap me, I won't have you as my cousin. I asked you to avenge me, not to embarrass me."

"Ye Feng, I'm not afraid of you, and you will be finished soon. My grandpa will be here soon. If you are really capable, show me how arrogant you are in front of him later..."

Han Tianhe is coming?

After hearing Yue Buqun's words, everyone's expressions changed suddenly except for Ye Feng.

In the view of Yue Bukui's companions, if Han Tianhe comes, Ye Feng will definitely die, because he is the same existence as Wu Xiong.

Wu Liang also frowned slightly, feeling that the matter seemed a bit serious.

"Your grandpa? Isn't he amazing?" Ye Feng wandered up to Yue Buqun, "Do you believe it or not, he provoked me and I beat him up too?"

"Hahaha, beat up my grandpa?" Yue Buqun laughed wildly and looked at Ye Feng like a madman, "Who do you think you are? Fight with my grandpa. You really don't think you have a long life. He can do it with just one finger." I'll stab you to death, and you'll have to kneel down and beg for mercy."

"Brother Feng, why don't you give Hall Master Wu a call?" Wu Ying also had a solemn look in her eyes.

Ye Feng replied lightly: "It's okay, he'd better not come. If he comes, I'll step on him just the same."

Seeing the strong confidence on Ye Feng's face, Wu Ying said nothing.

More than ten minutes later, seven or eight cars drove over, rushing into the crowd with arrogance, and then fell on Yue Bukui and others.

The car door opened, and eighteen well-dressed men got out of the car first.

Their expressions are solemn, their eyes are sharp, and their movements are vigorous. They are obviously martial arts masters.

Then, an old man in Tang suit got out.

He is of medium height, has a boyish face and fair hair, walks like a dragon and moves like a tiger, and has a goatee. The whole person gives people a very imposing feeling.

This person is the master of the martial arts hall, Han Tianhe.

Zhu Haipeng's expression changed, thinking that he might be unlucky today.

Yue Bukui's companions looked at Ye Feng with pity in their eyes.

"Grandpa!" Yue Buqi shouted aggrievedly and went up to greet him.

"Good grandson, what happened? Do you want grandpa to come here?" Han Tianhe touched his beard and asked in a deep voice.

Yue Buqun stretched out his hand and pointed at Ye Feng: "That boy bullied me!"

"Bastard!" Han Tianhe found that Yue Buqu's head was open and his cheeks were burned, and his eyes suddenly turned red.

It has always been the grandson who bullies others, when did he get bullied like this.

After hearing Yue Buqu's complaint, Han Tianhe suddenly flew up and kicked Zhu Haipeng to the ground.

Before Zhu Haipeng could get up, a martial arts disciple rushed over and punched Zhu Haipeng in the nose.

Blood spattered, and when Zhu Haipeng's head shook, several more people stepped forward and kicked him to the ground.

Four or five people, with seven or eight legs taking turns kicking and kicking fiercely, so fierce that people dare not look directly at them.

Zhu Haipeng could resist, but he didn't dare to fight back. After all, Han Tianhe could crush him to death.

He had to put his head in his hands and endure punches and kicks.

Soon, his nose was bruised, his ribs were broken, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding.

(End of this chapter)