Chapter 1535 How Can It Be so Cheap?

It was only a few days after the Double Ninth Festival, and it was already the 15th day of the lunar month. Unlike later days, although there were signs of haze in the capital at this time, the moon could still be seen on this autumn night.

The soft moonlight, coupled with the still brilliant lights, was actually more tempting than daytime for many people, such as Xiao Wang.

However, at this time in the suite on the top floor of the Holiday Inn, there was no temptation, only the storm, the storm hidden under the almost solidified air.

How strong will this storm be? Just look at the eyes of the Wang family father and son.

Xiao Wang's eyes were almost blood red, while Lao Wang's eyes were calm without a trace of emotion.

Feng Yiping seemed to turn a blind eye to these things. He felt very happy now. This feeling of double Yu Zecheng was really good!

Xiao Wang, who was a little confused, finally woke up because he had suffered a blow he had never suffered before.

The unprecedented humiliation he had just suffered made his eyes red.

"Feng Yiping," Xiao Wang was aroused by such a blow. He had only spoken for many years, but he clenched his fists for the first time in a long time. "You dare to hit me, don't you want to live?"

"I will help you, I will definitely beat you to death, your..."

There was another "slap", but compared with the previous one, the sound was slightly smaller. Feng Yiping turned his body, "hiss", and shook his fingers, "You talk too much nonsense,"

Just do it, why talk so much.

Of course, it was fortunate that Xiao Wang didn't do it. Don't forget that this is Feng Yiping's territory, and Owen's fists have been thirsty for a long time.

As long as Xiao Wang dares to make a move, Owen will dare to punch him away.

But this time Feng Yiping was not too happy. He didn't stop the first two slaps. The third slap, Lao Wang finally caught up and pulled his son back half a step.

Feng Yiping, who had once again held back his strength, slapped most of the opponent in vain, and only his fingertips slightly touched Xiao Wang's face, causing him to turn half a circle and his fingertips to feel a little pain.

"How thick-skinned do you have to be," Feng Yiping complained seriously.

"You fucking..." Xiao Wang was agitated behind his father.

He was slapped in the face, three times in a row, and in front of his powerful father. How could he bear it?

If he held back any longer, he might learn a skill in fantasy novels without a teacher: berserk.

"That's enough," Lao Wang shook his son's hand and glared at him fiercely.

"He's like this, and you still..." Xiao Wang held back the second half of his sentence again. He was glaring at his father with his eyes wide open, and he didn't dare to speak again. He could only stand there, panting like a wounded beast.

"Feng Yiping, if you asked us to come here tonight just to teach my son a lesson in front of me, I think you have achieved your goal, so can we leave?"

Old Wang was so calm at this time that he was almost inhuman.

Feng Yiping's performance tonight fully demonstrated how confident he was, which also meant that he must have a lot of key and fatal information in his hands.

For people like Old Wang, if things have reached an irreconcilable point, then the so-called rules do not exist for him.

As long as it is beneficial to him, he can trample on all rules.

At this point, he no longer wants to waste words with Feng Yiping. He already has a series of plans in his mind. These plans have the same purpose and will ensure that there will be no threat from Feng Yiping in the future.

"Come here," Feng Yiping waved at him.

Old Wang was stunned. Is he trying to reconcile?

If so, it's not bad.

For people like him, although when he gets angry, it will make people understand how serious the consequences will be if you beat the dog without looking at the owner.

But at the same time, sometimes, if he beats his son in front of him, he will just beat him.

Those who achieve great things are never particular about small matters. Hitting my son in front of me is a small matter, well, it's just a small matter!

Lao Wang still walked over with a tense face.

But Feng Yiping stretched out his hand again.

Lao Wang was stunned for a moment, but then stood there proudly without moving. He didn't believe that Feng Yiping dared to hit him.

Feng Yiping didn't hit him, but his clothes. "Too rough," he wiped his hand on his clothes and frowned immediately.

So you called me here just to wipe your hands with my clothes?

And that hand was the hand that slapped my son three times.

Lao Wang couldn't bear it anymore, "Feng-Yi-Ping!" He called out Feng Yiping's name word by word.

"Oh, you have something to say? Wait a minute," Feng Yiping had quickly opened his jacket and wiped his hands on the silk lining.

"Huh, huh," Lao Wang was now the same as his son, and was at the critical point of learning the "Frenzy" skill without a teacher.

Do you think this is a game? Who do you think you are, and who do you think I am?

Feng Yiping turned a blind eye to Lao Wang's anger.

He looked at the hand, still a little dissatisfied, "This one is soft, but it should get dirtier the more you wipe it,"

He looked at the lining of Lao Wang's jacket with disdain.

"Boss," Owen actually produced a bottle of hand sanitizer in his hand.

"Thank you," Feng Yiping stretched out his hand and let him drip a few drops.

This guy is really getting more and more intimate, more and more good at making fun, and feels like a lackey around a bad boy. Feng Yiping decided to give him a big chicken leg for supper tonight.

No, let's add a piece of steak.

Seeing the big guy Owen appear, Lao Wang, who was on the verge of exploding, finally came to his senses. This was Feng Yiping's territory. If he dared to touch him, he might really beat him and his son to the point where they couldn't take care of themselves.

At the beginning, he slapped his son three times in front of him, so this possibility was very high, and the sad thing was that he couldn't tell the reason.

Just like those corrupt officials, if the house where they stored bribes was stolen, would they dare to call the police?

At this time, he could only express his anger with his eyes.

Feng Yiping looked at the waves of flying knives behind his glasses, pointed at him with his freshly washed, fragrant hands and said with a smile, "You know, I just like to see you hate me to death, but you can't do anything to me,"

Can't you do anything to you?

Lao Wang didn't want to talk to him anymore, so he turned and walked out the door.

"Wait," Feng Yiping said as he turned to walk towards the sofa, "why don't you sit down and talk?"

Xiao Wang walked quickly towards the door, but Lao Wang stopped.

All of this today was too hard-won, and Feng Yiping's strength was not ordinary strong. If he had to, he didn't want to make things the worst, especially when it seemed that Feng Yiping had the upper hand.

"What else do you have to say?" Lao Wang said standing there.

This is really tolerable! Feng Yiping said with emotion.

"Please sit down," he sat on the sofa in the middle and pointed to the sofa next to him.

"Just now we have cleared up the possible noise. Now, we can finally have a good chat. Owen, if someone interrupts again, you come and make him shut up,"

Xiao Wang turned back and looked at Feng Yiping fiercely. You will pay the price, for sure!

Lao Wang paused, noise? But he still turned and walked towards the sofa, small details, small details.

Now we must stabilize, there will be plenty of time and means to deal with him in the future.

As soon as he sat down, he resumed his original demeanor. He just stretched out his hand, but didn't touch the teacup. When he looked again, there was nothing there at all.

And Feng Yiping was blowing the floating tea leaves in the teacup.

Brat! Old Wang said in his heart.

Xiao Wang, who had already walked to the door, saw that his father had actually walked back and sat there. He immediately hated his old man.

He was about to open the door when he suddenly heard the noise of the intercom outside the door. He hesitated for a moment. Is there someone outside?

He glanced at the tall and big foreigner again, and the other party happened to look at him, and it was quite meaningful.

He immediately retreated.

If he left before the matter was settled, he would probably be beaten up by them without hesitation. I am a hero and I will not suffer a loss in front of me.

"You, just stand there," Feng Yiping said without looking up when he was about to sit next to his father to make himself feel safer.

"You fucking..." But Lao Wang only turned his head slightly, and the furious Xiao Wang stood there angrily.

"Mr. Feng, you have already hit me today, so you should feel relieved! If it is not enough, I apologize to you on behalf of my son! I can also guarantee that in the future, no one in the country will dare to threaten you with these things,"

"Then in the future, you make your money, I do my work, we don't interfere with each other, we don't have any contact, and we will forget all the previous things. What do you think?"

"It's not that easy," Feng Yiping said softly after taking a sip of tea.