But who would like to?

The strength of the wine table was too strong, and it directly knocked Hong Wei away.

puff.

Hong Wei raised his head and vomited blood, and his back hit Feng Beiping heavily.

"In my eyes, you are indeed a dead person!" Ye Tian stepped on the table and printed his forty-two-digit big feet on Hong Wei's face.

Fang Zihan never expected that things would turn out like this and it was out of control.

Whether it is Feng Beiping or Qiu Fei.

They are all famous figures.

Especially Feng Beiping, he has close cooperation with a lot of capital.

Offended Feng Beiping.

It's no different from offending the god of death.

Feng Beiping was overwhelmed by Hong Wei and roared angrily: "My surname is Ye, do you dare to let me call?"

"I tell you clearly that no matter who you call, I can cripple him!" Ye Tianyu was domineering and did not take Feng Beiping seriously at all.

Feng Beiping grinned and said, "This is what you said! I want to see, how did you kill Prince Zhao!"

Prince Zhao?

These three words are comparable to nuclear weapons.

Who doesn't know.

Prince Zhao is the spokesperson of power.

Qiu Fei, who was wiping blood, said resentfully: "Boy, you can prepare for your funeral!"

In less than five minutes.

From outside the Suzaku Hall, dense footsteps came.
Chapter completed!