The two brothers of the Ye family pointed their fingers and instantly brought the temperature in the private room to freezing point.

After being silent for about half a minute, Ye Zhiyuan sniffed and spoke first: "Brother, can you give me some face?"

"What if I say no!" Ye Rongling asked with her eyes.

Ye Zhiyuan took out his cell phone and said lightly: "Then I can only call my uncle and third uncle. Wang Lang is an important part of the family's deployment of the future."

Ye Rong called Ye Zhiyuan's phone to the ground with a snap, frowned and shouted: "Tell me with them, Yuanzai, you are really becoming more and more promising now. The financial management you want to learn at home, you won't really think that the family's future finance will be managed by you!"

"I just follow the family's arrangement." The muscles on Ye Zhiyuan's face trembled twice, but his voice was still polite: "You know better than me. In the face of family interests, you and I are all a chess piece, I have no choice, so do you, why bother me!"

"Hahaha..." Ye Rong suddenly laughed, and poked Ye Zhiyuan's forehead with his finger: "Xiao Yuanzai is really grown up now and has learned to suppress me with family interests, but I tell you that since the family let me take charge of this situation, I have to deserve the trust of the family. No one can do anything to make trouble with me!"

Qian Long, who was twisted by two young men, sneered disdainfully: "Fuck, why are you so good at pretending? It's obvious that you two have conflicts, why are you pushing things to us? The boss of the Ye family, just say it's not okay to bother Yuanzai, why are you timid!"

Ye Rong suddenly twisted over, raised his legs and kicked Qian Long's lower abdomen with a "bang". His eyes widened and he panted and cursed: "What are you? How dare you point fingers at me!"

When I saw Qian Longrang kicking, I immediately became angry, struggled hard, and roared at Ye Rong: "Damn it, you dog basket!"

Ye Rong subconsciously took two steps back, fearing that I would pounce on him, so he quickly shouted at others: "Beat him!"

A young man who twisted my left arm suddenly hit my knee and knocked me out of balance. My body suddenly lost its balance and fell to the ground. Then I saw eight or nine feet stomping towards my head and body at the same time.

In desperation, I could only save my head, curl up, and protect my head as much as possible without injury. The raindrop-like punches and kicks hit me in an instant, making me unable to help but groan a few times.

"Don't do it, no one should do it!" Ye Zhiyuan rushed over in a hurry and tried to push and kick the gangsters who were thrusting me, but the damn group seemed to not listen to him at all. He pushed this away, and the other rushed to me immediately.

I vaguely heard the sound of a "pa" of the wine bottle being broken, and then Ye Zhiyuan's roar came: "Ye Rong, you're so fucking too much!"

Finally, the group of people who beat me gradually stopped, and the two young men pulled me up from the ground with a few strokes of blood slowly flowing down my forehead, directly blurring my vision.

In the hazy state, I saw Ye Zhiyuan holding half a bottle of wine, pointing to Ye Rong's fingers, and his back was unevenly rolling.

Ye Rong held a cigarette in his mouth, looked down on Ye Zhiyuan with fearlessness, and chuckled: "Yuanzai, your temper is getting worse now, and you dare to attack me for outsiders!"

Seeing that the two brothers had reached the point of turning against each other, Dawei hesitated for a few seconds and walked to Ye Rong with a smile and dissuaded: "Brother Rong, everyone is all their own people. If you have anything, let's discuss it. There is no need to make trouble, so everyone is unhappy, do you think so?"

"Dawei, I said, I won't be tempted to you, don't worry about this matter, can you?" Ye Rong glanced at Dawei with a cold expression, then looked at Song Zihao and said, "Zihao, you and Dawei go to the top to rest first. Let's talk about cooperation later."

"Brother Rong, Wang Lang has some connection with our hometown. Can you give me some face?" Song Zihao took a few deep breaths and said with a smile: "If you have to want to be with Wang Lang, it will be OK to change the time. It is really inappropriate for us to stick here."

"How about you prepare if you don't fit?" Ye Rong directly aimed at Song Zihao like a mad dog, and chuckled with his eyes: "Brother, you seem to have forgotten that this is Yangcheng, my surname is Ye. I don't need to give you any face here. I want to discuss cooperation. We will drink and have fun later. If you have to be prepared to get involved in our housework, I can also talk to your boss."

Song Zihao opened his mouth, and finally said nothing, shook his head at Dawei, and then looked at me apologetically.

After making Song Zihao speechless, Ye Rong raised his eyebrows lightly and looked at me with a smile: "Wang Lang, right? I don't care how powerful you were before, but you are making trouble in my place today. You must give me an explanation, otherwise, let alone Yuanzai, Zihao and the others, even the King of Heaven will not be able to protect you!"

At this moment, two "bang" gunshots suddenly came from the corridor.

Immediately afterwards, I saw Bai Laoqi holding a hunting rifle with a sawed barrel. He rushed in with great enthusiasm. Before anyone could enter the door, Bai Laoqi's voice had already sounded: "What, your father is the Jade Emperor, why are you so awesome in speaking with lightning!"

"Tait..."

A sound of footsteps erupted, Wang Jiashun, Nie Haoran, Liu Xiangfei and Su Weikang followed Bai Laoqi and appeared at the door of the private room.

"What are you doing?" Behind Ye Rong, a young man pointed at Bai Laoqi and cursed.

"Come on, let me tell you what I do!" Su Weikang leaped out vigorously, grabbed the collar of the young man's clothes with his left hand, and took out a screwdriver from his pocket with his right hand. He didn't even look at it. He directly pierced into the young man's thigh twice, holding the blood-dropping screwdriver and cursed: "Nimale Gobi, who gave my uncle a face!"

"Don't leave!" Liu Xiangfei spitted, turned around and brought the already shaky private rooms with him, and took out a Western-style knife from his pocket with a cold expression. The blade was shining with an aggressive cold light under the light.

"You..." Behind Ye Rong, another young man suddenly took out a handful of "imitation June 4th" from his arms.

"Bang!"

Before his arms were fully stretched, Bai Laoqi raised the gun without hesitation and shot it on the young man's chest. The young man's chest was dyed red with blood, and he staggered to the ground, and the pistol fell off as well.

"What do you think you are? You're so damn, you want to compete with me!" Bai Laoqi walked forward, raised the other party's "Imitation June 4th" far away, rushed down the gun, and pulled the trigger several times in a row at the young man's thighs.

The young man suddenly let out a scream like crying and shouting at his parents in pain.

After Bai Laoqi pulled the trigger, Su Weikang grabbed the hunting rifle from his hand and asked with a ferocious expression: "Uncle Lang, who just hit you and my uncle?"

"Just him!" Qian Long pointed at Ye Rong without hesitation.

"Bang!"

A gunshot erupted, and the pungent smell of gunpowder immediately spread. The floor tiles under Ye Rong's feet made a pit dry. He was so scared that he sat on the ground.

The gun was driven by Su Weikang, but before he pulled the trigger, the barrel was pressed down by Ye Zhiyuan, so that Ye Rong did not pop. Ye Zhiyuan's left palm bulged several burned bubbles at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But he did not hesitate, but instead ran to me and shook his head anxiously: "Lang Ge, don't be impulsive, let's not make things happen to the point of being unremitting!"

"He is going to ruin me. Tell me not to be impulsive?" I swung Ye Zhiyuan with one arm and stepped in front of Ye Rong in two steps.

"You...what are you doing!" Ye Rong supported the ground with both hands, and his expression backed back in horror.

I jumped up violently, bent my right elbow, and hit Ye Rong's chest with a "bang", then grabbed his hair, raised his hand and slapped him in the face, squirting with spit, Xingzi cursing: "The Proud of Heaven, right? Come on, let me see if you will bleed when you get a knife!"

As I spoke, I grabbed Ye Rong's hair and pulled it to the coffee table, grabbed a bottle of foreign wine, and acted as I was about to smash it on his head.

At this time, Song Zihao suddenly rushed to me, grabbed the bottle I raised high, snatched it, then shook his head at me, and said seriously: "Langlang, after he did it, things will definitely be bigger than you imagined. Listen to my advice, let's do it today, Dawei and I will help you with the aftermath, okay?"

"You can't speak well!" Qian Long pulled Song Zihao away and kicked Ye Rong hard.

Ye Zhiyuan ran over, hugged Qian Long's waist tightly with both hands, and said breathlessly: "Master, are we friends? Can you give me some face?"

"I'll give you face, will he give you face? This pussy is just going to ruin us..." Qian Long struggled to raise his legs and kick Ye Rong a few more times.

I pulled Ye Rong's hair and shook it a few times, slapped the dog's face several times, cursing with bloody eyes: "The eldest son of the Ye family, right? Today I want to see if you don't have more lives to kill you. If I can kill you, I will go back to the mountain city."

When I was about to use my forehead to hit the coffee table, Liu Bosheng grabbed my wrist and shook his head and said, "Xiao Langzi, don't be impulsive, otherwise it will fail..."
Chapter completed!