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

Chapter 220 Contest
Chapter 220 Contest
Although Xiong Tiannan is not considered a top youngster, he has been domineering for more than 20 years.

From the time he beat up the whole class at the age of six, to the time he graduated from college and bullied men and women, he has never suffered a disadvantage.

Occasionally, when he went to other places and met a few local snakes without long eyes, he also stepped on the soles of his feet relentlessly.

A few years ago, when I went to a nightclub in Hong Kong City, a bully Hao Shao competed with him for the top card, and he directly drew his gun and pointed it at the top of his head.

Who is he afraid of, who has he been afraid of?
So Ye Fan's overreaching today completely made Xiong Tiannan very angry.

A little doctor who was a door-to-door son-in-law not only beat himself regardless of the consequences, but also fought with him for his background. He was so angry that he even forgot the pain of the wound.

Henry Zhang and others quickly took out their mobile phones to operate.

Outside, Ye Fan was holding a watermelon, eating while waiting carelessly.

"Brother Fan, although Xiong Tiannan is not a local, he has quite a few friends."

Huang Sanzhong leaned on a cane and approached Ye Fan: "Do you want me to call someone over?"

Ye Fan's actions just now made Huang Sanchong excited and excited, wanting to gather people to show off.

If Xiong Tiannan and the others were stepped down this time, his status as Zhong Hai's villainous young man would rise a lot.

Maybe one day he will be as famous as Emperor Du Qing.

Huang Tianjiao knocked Huang Sanchong on the head:
"Huang Sanchong, don't be afraid that the world will not be chaotic."

Huang Tianjiao gave Huang Sanchong a white look: "Can't you see that there will be a big mess today?"

Huang Sanzhong didn't care: "What kind of trouble can a Xiong Tiannan cause? Wang Qiaochu can't make waves even if he comes here."

"Fuck off."

"Brother Fan, do you want to call Chairman Huang?"

Huang Tianjiao is more important and mature than Huang San: "The Xiong Tiannan family has no tentacles in Zhonghai, but his grandfather is the president of the Nanling Martial League..."

Ye Fan beat Xiong Tiannan into a pig's head and threatened to break his legs. Huang Tianjiao was worried that things would get out of hand.

The Martial Arts League is most afraid of internal strife between the presidents of various places. Once a conflict occurs, it will be severely punished, and if it is not done, the 'Nine Thousand Years' will come out to interfere.

Now if Huang Feihu is allowed to come forward to deal with them, then this conflict will have a chance to be reconciled.

"Need not."

Ye Fan smiled lightly: "If you step on Xiong Tiannan and call someone, just find a piece of tofu and kill him."

Huang Sanzhong gave a thumbs up: "Brother Fan is mighty."

Huang Tianjiao nodded without any further advice.

Although she and Ye Fan had only met each other a few times, she already understood Ye Fan's character, and she would go ahead without hesitation when she made a decision.

"Ugh-"

In less than 10 minutes, dozens of cars drove up to the entrance of the clubhouse, roaring one by one, showing arrogance.

Maserati, Porsche, Ferrari, Audi, Lamborghini, Hummer, soon filled the parking lot.

Those who had friendship with Xiong Tiannan, those who cooperated with Henry Zhang, and those who were involved with other famous ladies all rushed over to cheer for Xiong Tiannan.

Quite a few of them also brought their beautiful and delicate female companions.

At the moment of majesty, how can there be no beautiful woman to witness that he is pretending to be a fork?

The weapons they hold in their hands are also various, including baseball bats, golf clubs, car locks, and swing sticks.

The scene of 200 people is very spectacular.

They surrounded Ye Fan, Huang Sanzhong and the others aggressively.

Several of them felt that Huang Sanzhao looked familiar, but they couldn't remember it for a while because of the swollen nose, swollen face and broken arms and legs.

Xiong Tiannan was also quite capable, and after simply disinfecting and bandaging the wound, he brought Henry Zhang and the others out of the clubhouse.

Seeing so many people cheering, Xiong Tiannan was immediately overwhelmed with pride, and his arrogance rose again.

He waved his hand to everyone: "Hello everyone."

The 200 people responded in unison: "Hello, Young Master Xiong."

Xiong Tiannan straightened his body and his face was full of glory. At this moment, he felt that he was the god who ruled over the common people.

At this moment, I don't know how many women are casting favoring and obsessive eyes on Xiong Tiannan. Women are naturally eager to be cared by the strong.

Xiong Tiannan looked down at Ye Fan and Huang Sanchong from above.

"Ye Fan, I will give you one last chance."

He stared at Ye Fan and said proudly:
"Kneel down, kowtow to admit your mistake, break your own legs, send Tang Qiqi to my bed, and I will let you go."

Ye Fan narrowed his eyes: "I've decided now to break all your limbs."

"Ye Fan, let me tell you..."

Xiong Tiannan said angrily at Ye Fan:

"Don't be arrogant in front of me, Huang Sanzhong can't protect you."

"Huang Feihu won't protect you either."

Huang Sanzhong looked at Xiong Tiannan with a cigarette in his mouth: "What an idiot, can't you see that Brother Fan is covering me?"

"If it's this kind of people, this kind of energy..."

Ye Fan glanced at the audience: "Xiong Tiannan, I'm sure about your two legs and two hands."

"Insanity!"

Xiong Tiannan laughed angrily: "You will soon know what will happen to you if you offend me."

"End?"

Ye Fan sneered: "Isn't the end going to scald you twice and smash your two wine bottles?"

"Bastard, are you still arrogant?"

Henry Zhang held his mobile phone and shouted: "My cousin will be here soon, I hope you will see him later."

He was so angry that even a little doctor dared to wrestle with them.

Ye Fan smiled: "Really? I think your cousin will disappoint you."

"Ugh-"

At this time, another convoy drove over, a total of ten black Lincolns, unhurried but powerful.

Ten Lincolns squeezed through the crowd, drove into the parking lot, and then parked near Xiong Tiannan and Henry Zhang.

The car door slammed open, and 36 black-clothed men emerged with bulging waists and huge fists.

At first glance, it looks like a professional thug or a bodyguard.

The aura of this group of people completely dumped Xiong Tiannan and Henry Zhang's pig and dog friends ten streets away.

Then, another middle-aged man came out, wearing a red suit, holding a Buddhist bead in his hand, his face glowing red.

It was Zhao Hongguang.

Zhao Hongguang, with a strong aura, led the people forward as if no one was around, and the people who were blocking the way dodged like a frightened bird.

"Cousin, you are here."

Before Zhao Hongguang locked onto Ye Fan, Henry Zhang's eyes lit up, and he strode to greet him:

"It's just in time. A short-sighted kid provoked us and injured me and Young Master Xiong."

"He was very arrogant, not only made us call someone, but also cut me and Xiong Shao hands and feet."

"I said my cousin's name is Zhao Hongguang, and he said it's a ball."

Henry Zhang added oil and vinegar, trying to punish Ye Fan to death.

The reason why he invited Zhao Hongguang was to crush Ye Fan in all directions, so that he would have no chance of turning the tables.

Seeing Zhao Hongguang appearing, Xiong Tiannan became more confident.

When the female companions around saw Zhao Hongguang and the others, their eyes became blazing. This is the regular army.

Then, they looked at Ye Fan arrogantly.

It's over.

The arrogance in the clubhouse will soon be returned.

Hanging silk is hanging silk, it is impossible to fight against big shots.

"is it?"

Hearing his nephew's words, Zhao Hongguang's eyes flashed a cold light, and he sneered while holding the Buddhist beads:
"Which bastard did this to my nephew? Don't want to live?"

Not angry but arrogant.

"I!"

Ye Fan walked up with his hands behind his back:

"do you have any opinion?"

(End of this chapter)