After about a minute, Han Long stood up with difficulty.

Then, he raised his hand, pointed at Ye Chengfeng angrily and cursed: "You are fucking dead!"

"If your whole family dies, I won't die!"

Ye Chengfeng hooked his hand disdainfully: "If you don't accept it, come up again! See how many kicks you can get!"

"Wait!"

Han Long angrily, took out his cell phone and dialed a number, and cursed directly: "Damn, when do you want to drink? Come here quickly, I was kicked at the door of Hyatt Hotel."

"Mr. Han!"

"Mr. Han, what's wrong with you?"

Han Long's phone has not been hung up yet.

Seven young men dressed in colorful but also famous brands came out of a cafe on the opposite road.

When they saw the scene, they rushed over on the spot.

"This...this bastard kicks me!"

Han Long screamed in pain and hurriedly pointed at Ye Chengfeng and said, "Go up and cut him!"

"Good girl."

A young man wearing a plaid coat looked at Dongfang Xue, Lin Ziwei, and Ye Yuqian, showing a stunning and hot look.

Then, his eyes were on Ye Chengfeng and he smiled disdainfully, "But you'd better run away with your girl now! If we can't catch up with you, you'll be lucky! But if you catch up, you'll wait to go to the hospital."

After saying that, he and the other six young men walked directly to a red Ferrari parked not far away.

Then, from the Ferrari, eight silver-shining steel sticks were taken out.

And, they are all solid.

"This guy is really not afraid of death."

Just after holding the iron stick, a ferocious smile appeared on the faces of the seven young men.

"Come on! Mr. Han also get one."

The young man in the plaid coat handed Han Long a steel stick and called him to surround him.

"Call me!"

Han Long held the iron stick and roared in anger.

The eyes that looked at Ye Chengfeng were so resentful.

"Are you sure?"

Ye Chengfeng stepped back while protecting Dongfang Xuelin Ziwei and Ye Yuqian, his eyes were chilling.

"If I don't get you disabled today, my surname will not be Han!"

Han Long waved his iron stick and greeted the seven young men on the spot, and rushed directly towards Ye Chengfeng.

"Bang!"

Ye Chengfeng had a sudden surge of palm power with just one palm.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang!

Ahhhhhhhh!

A scream spread in an instant.

I only saw Han Long and his group of eight, all of them flew down like kites with broken strings.

Everyone fell miserably and in a mess.

Because they are just ordinary people.

Therefore, Ye Chengfeng is quite proficient in his actions.

Even though they were knocked away, they would not be beaten to death.

However, it is necessary to suffer some internal injuries when vomiting blood.

"Cao! He knows martial arts!"

The young man in the plaid coat screamed in horror as soon as he wiped the blood on the corner of his lips.

"You are paralyzed! Don't run if you have any habit!"

Han Long cursed angrily, and actually pulled up his companion on the spot, threw down his iron stick and ran away.

Obviously, he was extremely afraid of Ye Chengfeng's terrible palm power that directly knocked the eight of them away.

"Is it that I'm running now, or are they running?"

Ye Chengfeng looked at Dongfang Xue, Lin Ziwei, and Ye Yuqian's unparalleled white and pretty face.

"Now, it's time to get in trouble again."

Dongfang Xue pointed, and the young man in a plaid coat took out the Ferrari license plate of the steel bar: "Although it is not a military license plate or a government car, it is so simple to see that it is not an ordinary person's car."

"Another young master from the official and business family."

Lin Ziwei frowned.

"What are you afraid of? I am also a young man from the official and business family!"
Chapter completed!