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

Chapter 223 Hitting the President Upwards and Hitting the Juniors Down Under

Chapter 220 Four

"what--"

Seeing the dog-beating stick, the Wumeng disciples fell silent, their hearts pounding uncontrollably.

Whether it was Shen Qianshan's people or Huang Tianjiao and the others, they all stared at the dog-beating stick.

No one thought that Ye Fan had a dog-beating stick, a dog-beating stick cast by the Yuanlao Pavilion of the Wumeng.

And the three words "nine thousand years old" weighed on everyone's hearts like Mount Tai, making it difficult for them to breathe.

That is the legend of the Wumeng, and it is also the No. 1 president of the Wumeng.

Shen Qianshan didn't take it seriously at first, but after seeing the nine thousand years old and three clearly, he became stiff and stood still.

His smile was more like frozen.

"Grandpa, grandpa, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing that Shen Qianshan's expression was not right, Xiong Tiannan's face changed slightly: "What happened?"

Shen Qianshan ignored Xiong Tiannan, stepped forward and stared at Ye Fan and shouted: "Boy, where did this holy thing come from?"

"Saint?"

Ye Fan smiled faintly: "It seems that you guys recognize this thing."

This also shows that the dog-beating stick really has a strong authority.

"Don't talk nonsense, where did this holy thing come from?"

Shen Qianshan's voice sank: "If you don't say it, your life will be lost."

"A few days ago, I joined the Zhonghai Martial Arts League as a martial arts consultant. This dog-beating stick is a meeting gift given to me by President Huang Feihu."

Ye Fan didn't hide anything, and said generously: "He said that he will hit 36 ​​presidents of the Wumeng and 30 Wumeng children."

"President Shen, I wonder if what President Huang said is true?"

Shen Qianshan's face changed slightly, and he quickly remembered that Huang Feihu had a dog-beating stick in his hand, but he never expected that Huang Feihu gave it to Ye Fan.

The most important thing is that Ye Fan is still a child of the Martial League, which means that Ye Fan obtained it legally, so he has the authority to use the dog-beating stick.

With the dog-beating stick in his hand, how dare President Shen touch Ye Fan?

"President Shen, I have a question for you."

Ye Fan could see the change in Shen Qianshan's expression: "This dog-beating stick, can it beat 36 presidents and 30 children?"

Shen Qianshan's face was gloomy and he did not respond.

Xiong Tiannan couldn't help shouting: "Ye Fan, what time are you beating dogs and bulls, and you're still so old-fashioned?"

Several female companions also stomped their legs and straightened their backs, wantonly ridiculing Ye Fan for being extremely naive, and showing off their power with a stick.

"It's useless? Is it? Then I'll try."

Ye Fan smiled indifferently, then raised his hand abruptly.

He slapped a Wumeng disciple on the face with a stick, leaving a bloodstain on his face.

The Wumeng disciple screamed, covered his cheeks and took a step back.

His eyes were full of anger, but he didn't dare to rush forward to fight back.

"Clap--"

Ye Fan didn't stop, and threw two sticks with his backhand, knocking down the other two Wumeng disciples.

There was also a bloodstain on their faces, dripping with blood, they were extremely sad, and they were no longer as ferocious as when they besieged Ye Fan.

Several Wumeng disciples backed away subconsciously, and Ye Fan hit the dog with a stick:
"Not allowed to move!"

A few people didn't dare to run away for a moment, they could only stand there in grief and indignation.

"It seems to be useful."

Ye Fan walked all the way forward, bowing left and right all the way, and directly knocked the Wumeng children who were blocking the way to the ground.

All of them had blood on their faces, excruciating pain, and their eyes were sad and indignant, wishing to kill Ye Fan.

They also firmly believed that they could beat Ye Fan with one punch, but they were crushed tightly by the dog-beating stick.

Nine thousand years old, that is an existence they dare not disobey.

Henry Zhang and the others were stunned, and they never thought that this dog-beating stick was so authoritative that the children of the Wumeng did not dare to resist.

Xiong Tiannan's eyelids twitched uncontrollably,
For the first time, the sense of security brought by my grandfather was shaken.

"Snapped--"

Ye Fan raised his hand and slapped the last Wumeng disciple away, and then stood in front of the gloomy Shen Qianshan.

Shen Qianshan shouted word by word: "Ye Fan, don't bully others too much."

Ye Fan didn't talk nonsense: "Kneel down!"

kneel down?

Everyone at the scene was about to be dizzy, and asked Shen Qianshan to kneel down?Is Ye Fan out of his mind, or is he really desperate?
Why would a little doctor make a Wumeng president kneel down?
Could it be that the dog-beating stick can deter Shen Qianshan?

Henry Zhang and a group of female companions did not believe it.

Shen Qianshan's eyes widened with anger: "Ye Fan! Enough is enough!"

"Your Majesty!"

Ye Fan held out the dog-beating stick, stared at Shen Qianshan and said, "Are you going to violate the rules of the Wumeng?"

Shen Qianshan was furious, the rules are nothing, Huang Feihu is a ball, and the dog-beating stick is even more childish, he can break it into a pile of scum with one hand.

But he dared not.

Nine thousand years old, like Mount Tai, suppressed his energy and anger.

Offending Huang Feihu and the others is nothing, but offending Jiu Qiansui, he is afraid that his head will fall.

"Your Majesty!"

Ye Fan's voice became indifferent.

"thump!"

Shen Qianshan finally lowered his proud head, clenched his teeth, clenched his hands into fists, trembling slightly, slowly bent his knees, and knelt down in front of Ye Fan.

The audience was in a trance, and countless people rubbed their eyes.

The coquettish president of Nanling, a master of the profound realm, was as imposing as a rainbow to give Xiong Tiannan a head start, but in the end he knelt down in front of his son-in-law.

Is Shen Qianshan too incompetent, or Ye Fan too crazy?

But no matter what, Shen Qianshan knelt down in front of Ye Fan.

The next scene shocked everyone's attention.

"Snapped!"

"This stick is to punish you for your arrogance and discredit the Wumeng."

"Snapped!"

"This stick is to punish you for not distinguishing right from wrong, and protecting your weaknesses with ignorance."

"Snapped!"

"This stick is to punish you for bullying the weak and the innocent..."

Ye Fan didn't stop there, and aimed at Shen Qianshan with seven sticks, one after another, hitting Shen Qianshan's back.

There was a crackling sound, and blood was seen on the stick.

Although Shen Qianshan was a master of martial arts, the seven sticks still made his eyes hurt and his body shook.

Everyone could see that Shen Qianshan was extremely angry, but under the dog-beating stick, he never dared to rebound.

Everyone was dumbfounded, dumbfounded, and terrified.

President Nanling was beaten up like a dog, and no one would believe him when he said it.

It was clear at a glance who was strong and who was weak, Shen Qianshan was reduced to kneel down in a sad situation, and the group of people cheering for Xiong Tiannan broke out in a cold sweat.

They moved quietly, trying to keep a distance from Xiong Tiannan, as if they were not very familiar with each other.

Xiong Tiannan and Henry Zhang were endlessly aggrieved, wishing to strangle Ye Fan to death, how could it be so difficult to step on a little doctor?

However, their eyes quickly became crazy. They believed that Shen Qianshan would use all means to take revenge on Ye Fan if he lost face like this today.

Xiong Tiannan was well aware of Shen Qianshan's methods. He can guarantee that within a month, Grandpa will destroy Ye Fan's family.

"Slap you with seven sticks, will you accept it?"

After drawing seven sticks, Ye Fan looked at Shen Qianshan and spoke.

Shen Qianshan's eyes were resentful, and he was still aggrieved, but facing Ye Fan's gaze, he could only nod:

"Clothes."

The green hills are left without worrying about no firewood, and today's revenge, he will get it back from Ye Fan soon.

The blood on Shen Qianshan's hands could not be washed clean for three days and three nights.

Ye Fan looked at Shen Qianshan and said with a smile: "I don't think you are very convinced. If you have a chance, you will definitely take revenge on me."

Shen Qianshan clenched his fists tightly and squeezed out a sentence: "I am convinced, I am really convinced."

"Clothes?"

Ye Fan smiled: "Okay, then you will be abolished."

He suddenly made a move without warning, and kicked Shen Qianshan's dantian.

Shen Qianshan instinctively avoided it, but he was half a beat slower than Ye Fan when he was kneeling.

As soon as he moved halfway, he felt a sudden shock in his dantian, as if a heavy hammer had hit him, and all his strength fell apart.

The clenched fist was uncontrollably loosened in half.

Then, he fell heavily to the ground, with a trace of pain on his face.

Shen Qianshan was furious: "Ye Fan, what have you done?"

"It didn't do anything, it just exploded your dantian."

Ye Fan's tone was indifferent: "Let you be convinced forever."

Without this beating, Shen Qianshan would have yelled that beating him to death would be his fault. Now that there are seven extra sticks and kneeling down, Shen Qianshan will 100% want revenge.

Sooner or later, the two sides clashed to death, and Ye Fan simply took the opportunity to abolish Shen Qianshan.

Dealing with a useless person is a hundred times easier than dealing with a profound master.

"Bastard—"

Shen Qianshan roared angrily, and wanted to struggle, but found that his footsteps were sloppy and his breathing was short of breath.

Shocked and angry, he waved his hands, exhaled and breathed, intending to gather strength, but found that the gathered strength was lost in a whoosh.

He shook twice, spit out a mouthful of blood, and looked desperate:
"Shuzi, shameless."

"Huang Sanchong, break Xiong Tiannan's limbs and drive them out of Zhong Hai."

Ye Fan didn't even look at Shen Qianshan, turned around and kicked Xiong Tiannan away...

(End of this chapter)