Raise your arms vigorously.

Falling forcefully.

Just looking at Sun Yang's attitude, you can tell that his slap in the face is definitely not low.

In front of everyone, Sun Yang's generous palm approached Wang Yue's pretty face.

There was no clear sound, but some were Sun Yang's palm, two centimeters on Wang Yue's face, and it almost stopped.

Not to fight?

This thought had just echoed in everyone's mind. Sun Yang's palm, like a child, gently patted Wang Yue's face three times.

A slap in the face will at most make Wang Yue feel a little painful, and he will learn from failure and too eager for quick success and instant benefits.

But now, Sun Yang was playing the joking posture, like a posture of slapping a child’s face, without any force, gently patting Wang Yue’s face, and even pinching Wang Yue’s face, humiliating, this is a naked humiliation!

Most of the people who surf the Internet in Internet cafes are young people with strong spirits. Sun Yang's methods made their eyes burst out with a little anger. Just beat them, but it is really hateful that you use such humiliating methods.

Everyone thought Wang Yue would be angry, and thought Wang Yue would fight back immediately and punch Sun Yang hard. However, everything was beyond their imagination. Wang Yue's face was calm, and he calmly accepted Sun Yang's humiliating slap and even pinched his face.

Wang Yue grinned and said, "Jiang Xuanye teaches you!"

Sun Yang pulled Wang Yue's face hard and said with a smile: "You can call Brother Ye's name directly?"

"Grass!"

Zhang Dekua finally couldn't help it. With a wave of his arm, he hit Sun Yang's face.

"Bang!"

This is the sound of a fist hitting the palm of the hand. The quick fist hit one hand and was soon wrapped in the palm of the hand. The owner of the palm was not Sun Yang, but Wang Yue.

Wang Yue smiled at Zhang's quick and said, "It's okay."

Immediately afterwards, Wang Yue turned his head and said to Sun Yang: "Although I'm not in a hurry, I don't like you to be procrastinating, so please, as soon as possible."

Sun Yang smiled, and in the fiery sight of Zhang's three people, he pulled Wang Yue's face jokingly, and then said with a smile: "It's enough."

What Sun Yang said is enough, that is, Wang Yue has paid enough price.

Wang Yue asked, "Are you sure?"

Sun Yang nodded and said with certainty: I'm sure!"

When Wang Yue's throat was squirming and he was about to speak, the cell phone in Wang Yue's pocket suddenly rang.

Wang Yue took out his cell phone from his pocket, glanced at the strange number on it, and pressed the answer button. Ten seconds later, Wang Yue immediately ran to the entrance of the stairs.

"Sun Yang, book a hospital, the department is orthopedics! The treatment is three months!"

Wang Yue's body disappeared from everyone's sight, but Wang Yue's simple and powerful voice was wandering throughout the third floor.

Booking a hospital means Sun Yang is going to the hospital for treatment.

The department is an orthopedic department, which means that Sun Yang's bones are broken.

The course of treatment is three months, which means that the injury is very serious.

There was no threat in Wang Yue's words, and some were just an incomparable affirmation.

Everyone was a little dazed to focus their eyes on Sun Yang. Wang Yue's words made them, as bystanders, feel an inexplicable murderous aura.

After all, Sun Yang is a sophomore, and he dare not say that he has seen any storms. However, he has at least seen many big scenes. He has never seen many people who say harsh words after failure. He has not known how many words he has heard. He smiled Wang Yue's words and the arrogance on his face did not decline at all. He looks forward to the next time he continues to pull Wang Yue's face, or slap a few times like teasing a child. However, he doesn't know that what is waiting for him will be the arrival of the god of death. The dark sickle has quietly rested on his neck.

Leng Meixun's side saw Wang Yue's expression unchanged under Sun Yang's humiliation. A trace of satisfaction flashed through his beautiful and charming eyes. Although Wang Yue lost and was even humiliated, he was becoming more and more satisfied with Wang Yue, and he admired the fairy's vision more and more.

Leng Meixun stretched out, and the plumpness on her chest was almost revealed. Her strange eyes looked out of the cold and rainy window. Her delicate face was full of enchanting smiles and murmured: "Fairy, I always remember the bet I had, but I don't know who can win, it's interesting and interesting."

Ye Yifang, a girl with the best long legs half leaned on Jiang Xuanye's arms, and half of her chest was proudly pressing on Jiang Xuanye's chest. The top long legs were lying on Jiang Xuanye's legs on the bamboo chair.

The girl with the best long legs gently placed a peeled lychee in Jiang Xuanye's mouth. She saw Wang Yue running downstairs on the surveillance screen and said in a coquettish voice: "Master, the show is over."

Jiang Xuanye narrowed his eyes, showed a warm smile on his face, and pinched the chin of a girl with the best long legs with her fingers. He narrowed his eyes and said, "No, the show has just begun!"

Looking at the domineering smile in Jiang Xuanye's eyes, the girl with the best long legs was deeply intoxicated by her. She was a man full of charm in her bones.

...

After talking a little, Wang Yue received a call in the hero Internet cafe and immediately ran downstairs quickly.

The sky was gloomy and the rain was pouring, and the sight was only two meters in front of me.

There is a small market next to the Hero Internet Cafe. Wang Yue could go in and buy an umbrella, but Wang Yue didn't do that. He ran quickly in the rain and ran towards a teahouse called Xiangyulou.

Fifteen minutes later, Wang Yue came to the door of the Xiangcha Pavilion Tea House. After being watered by heavy rain, Wang Yue was already wet all over. The rain flowed down the corners of his clothes like a water column, and he looked very embarrassed.

A counter waiter in work uniform asked Wang Yue politely: "Hello, do you have an appointment?"

Obviously, Xiangcha Pavilion is a high-end teahouse. It does not accept ordinary guests here, and you need to make an appointment in advance.

Wang Yue wiped the rain on his face and said anxiously: "Yes! Where is the Qingxiang Pavilion Tea Room?"

The waiter said politely: "Turn left on the second floor, and the first tea room is."

Wang Yue, who was usually quite polite, didn't even say thank you at this moment, and ran to the second floor.

The waiter held a white towel and shouted at Wang Yue who was running towards the stairs: "Hey! I'll wipe your face with a towel."
Chapter completed!