Chapter 322 He Is Ye Xingchen

Chapter 322 He is Ye Xingchen

Two figures ran away against the strong wind in the alley and soon disappeared without a trace.

A cold alley.

Under the sack, Ye Xingchen was sure that the person who attacked him had left. He moved his body slightly, which caused his pain nerves. He grimaced and cried in pain.

After opening the sack, Ye Xingchen was already bruised and in a miserable state.

He has the physique of a warrior, so this injury is nothing to him.

But this is exactly what Ye Xingchen is humiliated by.

The power contained in the punch that was just covered by the sack is definitely not something Ye Xingchen can resist.

Ye Xingchen thought he was attacked by a master, but the attack that came down like a heavy rain was just average. Such a beating was undoubtedly a naked humiliation for Ye Xingchen.

He was holding back a breath of blood in his chest.

"No matter who you are, I, Ye Xingchen, will not let you go!"

Ye Xingchen's face was extremely ferocious as he roared and raged, his expression was terrifying, and his hoarse voice went straight to the sky.

Plop!

Tang Da'er, who had already run out of a remote alley, suddenly stumbled for no apparent reason and almost fell down.

Soon, the two of them turned a big corner and returned to the five-star hotel of Master Ying Er without changing their expressions.

In the 'Mahjong' box.

"Cheers." Tang Da'er drank a bowl of beer, full of pride, "Brother Feng, congratulations on our victory."

"Keep a low profile." Luo Feng smiled, "You are so ostentatious, aren't you afraid of revenge?"

"What are you afraid of? A small person dares to retaliate against us?" Tang Da'er was so proud that he grinned and laughed, "I left in a hurry just now and forgot to leave a name for that guy."

"That's true." Luo Feng took a sip of wine, "That guy surnamed Ye is nothing."

"Yes, that's right." Tang Da'er laughed, picked up the wine glass, filled it with wine, and was about to drink again,

Suddenly, his movements froze, and he looked up at Luo Feng, "Brother Feng, you said, the person we beat up - her surname is Ye?"

"Yes."

"The same surname as Ye Xingchen?" Tang Da'er laughed, "It's a pity that he is not Ye Xingchen."

"He is Ye Xingchen."

Bang!

The wine glass was smashed directly in the box.

There was no way, Tang Da'er's legs were shaking violently.

The leg shook, and the whole body was affected, and the hand also shook, and the cup broke.

Tang Da'er's mouth was already wide open --

Ten thousand grass mud horses galloped in his heart.

Ye Xingchen!

I actually beat Ye Xingchen wildly!

Tang Da'er wanted to cry and faint.

For a long time.

"Brother Feng, just now -- he shouldn't have seen me, right?" Tang Da'er asked cautiously.

"That's hard to say." Luo Feng sighed, "I asked you to cover your face, didn't you say you would beat people openly?"

Tang Da'er wanted to cry but had no tears.

Damn, I beat Ye Xingchen, beat Ye Xingchen, beat Ye Xingchen.

Things that I didn't even dare to think about, Ye Xingchen, the first young master of Zijing, such a powerful figure, was actually beaten up by me in the alley --

If he knew it was me, I'm afraid the good days would be over again.

Feeling Tang Da'er's resentful eyes, Luo Feng finally couldn't help laughing.

Tang Da'er's eyes lit up, "Isn't it Ye Xingchen? Brother Feng, are you kidding me?"

Luo Feng nodded seriously, "He is Ye Xingchen."

Tang Da'er's eyes darkened.

"Don't worry, Brother Feng is taking action, what are you afraid of?" Luo Feng laughed confidently, "I promise, he didn't even see your shadow."

"That's good." Tang Da'er breathed a sigh of relief.

"But--" Luo Feng's words made Tang Da'er's heart tighten again, "He should have heard your strange laughter."

Tang Da'er covered his mouth.

Secretly swore that from today on, he would never laugh like this.

"Don't think too much, keep drinking." Luo Feng smiled, "Even the first young master of Zijing fell under your stick, think about it, aren't you happy?"

"This--it seems to make sense." Tang Da'er's eyes lit up.

"Drink!"

"By the way, last night, the senior management called my dad and asked him to go to work early today. It should be to deal with the last matter." Tang Da'er said.

Luo Feng smiled, "I will definitely give Uncle Tang a satisfactory explanation."

The building of the Yangcheng branch of the security company.

After getting off the bus, Tang Dechang took a deep breath and walked in.

Last time, he was almost carried away by someone.

But for this job, he came back. Moreover, he believed that he would be able to get justice this time.

In the lobby on the first floor, there is a wide martial arts training ground.

Many people are training.

The internal competition is very fierce.

"Old Tang." A figure suddenly rushed out and pulled Tang Da'er aside, extremely anxious, "Why are you back? Didn't Instructor Zhou give you ten days off? You, you shouldn't come back so soon."

Tang Dechang looked up and saw a thin middle-aged man named Yang Kui, who was Tang Dechang's only friend.

"It's okay." Tang Dechang grinned, "I came back because I received an order."

"Order?" Yang Kui was stunned, "What order?"

At this time, Tang Dechang's eyes were already looking forward.

A figure in a white training suit came over with a smile.

Yang Kui looked over and his face suddenly changed.

"Old Tang, go back quickly." Yang Kui said anxiously, "Zhao Mingkong said two days ago that he would beat you out again after you come back."

The man who came over was Zhao Mingkong.

Samsung employee.

At this moment, Tang Dechang's eyes were fixed on Zhao Mingkong.

He had no grudges against him, but he provoked and bullied him again and again.

Tang Dechang ignored him and did not agree to his challenge, but Zhao Mingkong's words made Tang Dechang impulsive and went up to fight with Zhao Mingkong, and was seriously injured by Zhao Mingkong.

Tang Dechang did not tell anyone about that sentence.

"I wonder if your son is a coward like his father?"

This sentence popped up in his mind.

Tang Dechang's eyes were spitting fire. It was this sentence that made him desperate to fight with Zhao Mingkong.

Because his son was his reverse scale that no one could touch in this life.

If Zhao Mingkong only humiliated him, he could bear it.

He didn't care about himself, but Tang Da'er, his only son.

Yang Kui was anxious on the side, and at this time, Zhao Mingkong had come to Tang Dechang with a smile on his face.

"Oh, you recovered quickly." Zhao Mingkong smiled and said, "You came back so soon, Tang, do you want to fight with me, Zhao Mingkong, for your son? Haha--"