Urban Iron-Blooded Soldier King

What a good means!

All of them had the same idea.

All the members of the Dong family present are old Jianghu people. Naturally, they can see Dong Wenfeng's thoughts.

Kill two birds with one stone, eliminate the threat of he and Zhang families, and attach the possibility of wooing Zhang Jia.

The most perfect thing is that even if he Tiansheng and Zhang Yiming see through Dong Wenfeng's ideas, they are helpless.

With Zhang Yiming's timid appearance, he can only harden his head to slap he Tiansheng in the face. With he Tiansheng's temperament, he can't swallow this tone anyway. Even if he promises not to retaliate against Zhang Yiming, can Zhang Jia believe it?

This is an honest conspiracy!

The crowd looked at Dong Wenfeng and his face was complicated. They thought the young man was a reckless man. Who thought he played with power without a trace of smoke and anger? It was perfect!

In such a short time, thinking of such a careful plan, people measured themselves. No one dared to say that they would do better than Dong Wenfeng!

Dong Bicun's face was cloudy and sunny. Dong Wenfeng was so clever that he regarded the other party as a strong enemy for the first time!

Even when the old man wanted to pass the position of home owner to Dong Wenfeng, his anger was greater than tension.

In his opinion, Dong Wenfeng can't convince the public at all. Those old slickers can turn him around, and they will end up by themselves at that time.

Now it seems that I am naive!

People on the court had different thoughts for a time. Dong Wenfeng glanced at Zhang Yiming, snorted coldly and said, "my patience is limited. If you don't hold it by yourself, don't blame me for being cruel!"

Zhang Yiming shivered and stood up, gritting his teeth, with a sharp look in his eyes.

Although he is thirty-seven or twenty-one, after passing this level first, he doesn't want to suffer from flesh and blood. As for who family, it will be a matter in the future, and Zhang doesn't rely on who family to eat.

Looking at Zhang Yiming walking slowly, he Tiansheng is angry. Can't he see that Dong Wenfeng, an asshole, provokes the relationship between them again?!

"Yiming, Dong Wenfeng is provoking our relationship. Calm down!" He Tiansheng tried to persuade him.

"Brother Sheng, don't blame me. I can't help it. You heard him just now. If I don't do what he said, he will keep me out of bed for two months. He usually treats you well as a brother. You can't help but sacrifice and let me slap my face." Zhang Yiming said.

"Hehe, let me slap you in the face?! What do you think of me, he Tiansheng! Are you the servant of Zhang Jia? " He Tiansheng sneered.

"To put it bluntly, don't you just care about yourself? It's all right. I have less guilt in my heart. " Zhang Yiming gave a sneer.

He Tiansheng's conscience was eaten by the dog!

He usually sits in front of and behind the horse, but he doesn't help him less. He's fine now. He'd rather be slapped less and lie in bed for two months.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yiming raised his right hand and slapped it hard.

Naturally, he Tiansheng would not wait to die. A trace of disdain flashed in his eyes. He reached out to grab Zhang Yiming's wrist. At this time, a stone flew over and hit him in the arm.

He Tiansheng gave a cry of pain, and then there was a sharp pain on his face. Zhang Yiming's hand was firmly fanned on he Tiansheng's face.

Pop!

The voice was clear and loud, so that everyone felt pain for him.

"You..." he Tiansheng only felt the darkness in front of him and the "buzzing" sound in his ear.

As soon as his words were spoken, he was slapped back.

Pop!

Zhang Yiming felt a little angry after two palms. He greeted him with two big mouths.

Anyway, since it's played, two slaps are also played, and four slaps are also played. There's no difference.

"What a relief!" Zhang Yiming patted his palm, ignored he Tiansheng who shook his body, turned to Dong Wenfeng and flattered, "brother, do you think I can go..."

"You're good." Dong Wenfeng walked up to Zhang Yiming, patted each other on the shoulder and praised him.

The latter looked flattered and said with a smiling face, "I'm flattered. Compared with my brother, I have a lot to learn."

"All right, don't flatter. Let's go." Dong Wenfeng waved his hand and said faintly.

Zhang Yiming nodded and trotted off like an amnesty.

"Now, it's time to talk about the two of us." Dong Wenfeng walked up to he Tiansheng and said with a sneer.

Looking at the cold breath on Dong Wenfeng, he Tiansheng involuntarily retreated a few steps, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

"Dong Wenfeng, I'm wrong this time, but I can't blame only me. Think about it. If you hadn't hit me last time, I wouldn't come to you for revenge." He Tiansheng is soft.

He saw the situation clearly. Dong Wenfeng didn't pay attention to his young master's identity at all. If he continued to be tough, he might not have good fruit to eat.

"So it's still my fault?" Dong Wenfeng said faintly.

"No, no, I definitely don't mean that." He Tiansheng shivered and waved his hand again and again. "I know I'm wrong. I'll change it. Brother, just let it go this time."

"It's not impossible to let you go, but if I let you go, how can I get a foothold in Luochuan city in the future." Dong Wenfeng took out a coin from his pocket and played it in his hand. "Well, let's play a game. If you win, you'll leave."

"I play." He Tiansheng nodded happily. He knew he had no choice now.

"Then let's guess the coin. I toss you. If you guess right, you'll leave. Guess wrong once and palm your mouth once. Understand?"

"I see."

With a Tink, the coin was thrown high and rotated several times in the air. Finally, with a slap, it was pressed by the left hand on the palm of the right hand.

"Word!" He Tiansheng has no perspective eyes and can only rely on blindfold.

Dong Wenfeng opened his palm. It was a flower.

Pop!

He Tiansheng hesitated for a moment. Looking at Dong Wenfeng's eyes, he had to slap himself.

He had a wound on his face, and Zhang Yiming slapped him in the face. At this time, he slapped himself in the face, showing his teeth in pain.

The coin was tossed up again.

Looking at Dong Wenfeng's closed palm, he Tiansheng bit his teeth.

"Word!"

Dong Wenfeng spread out his palm. It's a flower!

Pop!

He Tiansheng slapped himself very consciously.

"Word!"

Pop!

"Flowers!"

Pop!

......

He Tiansheng guessed it again and again for more than 20 times. Unfortunately, he Tiansheng guessed wrong. His face has been turned into a pig's head by himself.

Looking at the coin in Dong Wenfeng's hand, he Tiansheng almost didn't cry. He couldn't understand why he was so unlucky today. He couldn't even live with a coin.

Guess what, it's just the opposite!

Is there any reason for this!