The daughter-in-law's son-in-law

Chapter 125 Am I a Man Now?
Chapter 120 Six: Am I a Man Now?
Zhou Suo moved his right cheek closer.

"Snapped--"

Ye Fan unceremoniously slapped Zhou Bapi again, causing Zhou Bapi to fall three meters away.

Face is swollen.

How is this possible?
Bai Jiaxin and Nangongqin all showed dumbfounded expressions.

It was as if the sky was falling, something that was impossible to happen, finally happened today!
Is this still the Zhou Suo who takes all black and white and dominates?
Is this still the same person who kept money and plucked geese?
Bai Jiaxin and Nan Gongqin never expected that Zhou Suo, who was like a meat hob, was as obedient as a grandson at this moment.

Moreover, after being beaten on the left cheek, the right cheek was moved closer.

Where did Ye Fan come from?How could Zhou Papi lose his temper?
Tang Ruoxue also looked at Ye Fan with a complicated expression. She didn't expect him to grow up to step on Zhou at will, but when she thought of Song Hongyan, she showed a hint of teasing.

"Crack, crack, crack..."

Ye Fan slapped four more times, causing Zhou Bapi to bleed from the corners of his mouth.

"Don't you want to educate me? Don't you want me to respect the law?"

"You come and teach me now, and I promise not to fight back."

"come……"

Zhou Bapi lowered his head, terrified like a pig waiting to be slaughtered.

Education Ye Fan?

Can he?
Does he dare?
"Don't you dare?"

Ye Fan patted Zhou Suo's face lightly: "You really let me down, which shows that you are a bully through and through."

"I gave you two slaps last time. If you don't learn your lesson well, and come to give Bai Jiaxin the platform again today, you really have lived enough."

Ye Fan's words were cruel and ruthless: "It seems that I want you to take off this clothes and go to prison to reflect on yourself."

"Young Master Ye, I'm sorry."

Zhou Papi begged with a plop: "I assure you, I will never dare again in the future, please give me a chance."

He kowtowed to Ye Fan, not even the last trace of dignity.

If he doesn't ask for Ye Fan's forgiveness, he is worried that he, like Chen Guangrong, will die for no reason.
Bai Jiaxin and Nan Gongqin were extremely worried, what is the origin of Ye Fan?How could Zhou Papi be so afraid?

Afterwards, Bai Jiaxin took out her mobile phone and quickly sent a message.

Zhou Papi couldn't hold down Ye Fan, so she found a bigger backer.

She doesn't believe that people whose surnames are not Yang, Du, Huang, Ma, Han, and Qian can turn the world upside down?
"Know what's wrong? OK, I'll give you a chance."

Ye Fan kicked Zhou Papi down: "The people who brought you sealed up this hospital for me."

"Sealed? What a big tone."

At this moment, another disdainful but loud voice came from behind the crowd: "Which fucking onion are you?"

"Master Ma!"

Hearing this voice, Bai Jiaxin's dignified face instantly beamed with joy, and he hurriedly turned around to greet a group of young men and women.

"Young Master Ma, it's great of you to come. This kid is playing wild with me, hurting people, and closing down the hospital. You have to make the decision for me."

A white-haired young man appeared, wearing pointed leather shoes and narrow-legged trousers, very British, chewing betel nuts and approaching, accompanied by a dozen companions.

Nangongqin and the others called out coquettishly: "Young Master Ma."

The white-haired young man rubbed Nangong Qin, then kicked Zhou Papi away: "It's useless."

Zhou Papi stepped aside with shame on his face, usually domineering, but at the critical moment, he found that he was not a fart, and he could not afford to offend anyone.

But he didn't leave, and stepped back to see which side was the best, so that he could stand in line in the future.

"Little bastard, let me tell you, this is Young Master Ma, the nephew of Mr. Ma Jiacheng, Ma Qianjun."

When the backbone came, Bai Jiaxin became full of confidence again, pointing at Ye Fan arrogantly and humming:

"He is also the major shareholder of this hospital. If you criticize us, you are criticizing Young Master Ma and Mr. Ma."

"What qualifications and abilities do you have to challenge the Banma family?"

Bai Jiaxin was triumphant: "Don't you kneel down and beg for mercy?"

Nangongqin and the others also raised their pretty faces, thinking it was time to vent their anger.

From their point of view, no matter how good Ye Fan is at fighting and how much background he has, if he meets the Ma family, one of the six tyrants, it's nothing but shit.

They have seen more than once that several coquettish young men from other places were trampled by Ma Qianjun like grandsons.

Zhou Bapi also shook his head, feeling that Ye Fan is really going to be killed this time. Although Ye Fan and Yang Jianxiong are brothers, Ma Qianjun and Ma Jiacheng are even more uncles and nephews.

"Master Ma?"

Ye Fan looked at Bai Jiaxin and sneered: "Is he the major shareholder? Also your backer?"

"Yes, why, are you afraid?"

"Kneel down when you're afraid, lick my aunt's shoes clean, stop kicking my feet, and pay another 1000 million, and I may let Ma Shao let you live."

Bai Jiaxin stared at Ye Fan with contempt: "Otherwise you and your father will all be in trouble."

"Ye Fan, the Ma family is not easy to provoke."

Tang Ruoxue gently pulled Ye Fan and said, "Would you like to deal with Song Hongyan?"

She really didn't want to mention the word Song Hongyan, but now that she was involved in the Ma family, and the other party had a lot of people, things became complicated.

If one is not handled well, not only Ye Fan will suffer, but Ye Wujiu will also suffer.

Ye Fan smiled lightly: "It's okay, you are a clown."

Tang Ruoxue frowned slightly, feeling that Ye Fan was too arrogant, but in the end she didn't persuade him any more.

"Jumping Clown?"

"Who gave you the courage to say that? Do you know who we are?"

"This is Mintai Huang Shao, this is Baiyao Song Shao, this is Qing Lanliu, and this is Liu Jinxiao's beauties, all of whom are worth over [-] million yuan."

"Where do you have the confidence to call a clown?"

Seven or eight men and women in Chinese clothes surrounded Ye Fan, scornful of Ye Fan, and smiled.

"Boy, you got into a big disaster today, just wait for the bad luck. If you don't want your life, you have to take off a layer of skin."

Obviously, this group of people have regarded Ye Fan and Tang Ruoxue as lambs to be slaughtered.

Several beautiful female companions even shook their wrists Vacheron Constantin, disdaining to look at the 'scared' Ye Fan, hanging silk is hanging silk, clamoring with the rich second generation, it is beyond self-control.

Before Ye Fan could say anything, Ma Qianjun approached with a smile, staring at Ye Fan with cynical contempt:

"You made trouble?"

"That's right, Young Master Ma, it's this kid!"

At this time, Bai Jiaxin turned to Ye Fan again provocatively, raised his eyebrows, moved his face towards him and hummed:

"Bastard, didn't you kick me just now?"

"Come on, I'll take the initiative to come over and call you now. If you have the ability, call me again. If you call, you have the guts. If you don't call, you're not a man."

With Ma Qianjun in charge, Bai Jiaxin felt that Ye Fan was crushed to death.

"Clap!"

Facing Bai Jiaxin's domineering provocation, Ye Fan raised his arm and slapped him twice.

"what--"

A crisp voice sounded, and Bai Jiaxin staggered back with his pretty face covered, with indescribable shock and anger on his face.

Never expected Ye Fan to be so crazy.

Ye Fan smiled faintly:
"Am I a man now?"

(End of this chapter)