Vol 5 Chapter 703: How can it be so cheap

Only a few days have passed since the Chongyang Festival, and it was already half a month. Unlike later, the capital at this time, although there are signs of smog, the moon can still be seen on this autumn night.

With the soft moonlight and the still brilliant lights, this kind of night is actually more tempting for many people, such as Xiao Wang, than during the day.

However, in the suite on the top floor of the Holiday Inn, there was no temptation, only a storm, a storm hidden under the almost frozen 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, but Old Wang's eyes were so calm and without a trace of emotion.

Feng Yiping seemed to have turned a blind eye to these things. He feels very refreshed now. It feels so good that it is more than double.

Because he had suffered a blow he had never had before, and the somewhat dumbfounded Xiao Wang finally woke up.

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

"Feng Yiping," Xiao Wang was aroused by such a blow. He had only spoken for many years, and he clenched his fists after a long absence, "You dare to beat me, do you **** want to live?"

"I will perfect you, I must make you alive, your...,"

There was another "pop", but it was a little bit smaller than before. Feng Yiping turned around, "sizzled", and shook his finger, "There is so much nonsense,"

Just do it, there's still so much to do.

Of course, it's also fortunate that Xiao Wang didn't do it. Don't forget that this is Feng Yiping's site. Owen's fists have long been hungry and thirsty.

As long as Xiao Wang dared to make a move, Owen would dare to blow him away with a punch.

But this time Feng Yiping was not too cool. The first two slaps did not stop him. With the third slap, Lao Wang finally caught up and pulled his son back half a step.

Feng Yiping, who was suffocated again, slapped him in the air, only his fingertips slightly swept Xiao Wang's face, causing his whole body to turn half a circle, and his fingertips also felt a little pain.

"What a shame you must be," Feng Yiping complained solemnly.

"Fuck you...," Xiao Wang restlessly behind him.

Slap on the face, still three times in a row, or in the presence of his high-ranking Lao Tzu, how can he stand this?

Holding it back any longer, he might be able to comprehend a skill in the fantasy without a teacher: madness.

"Okay," Old Wang shook his son's hand and gave him a fierce look.

"He's all like this, you still...," Xiao Wang's second half of the sentence was suffocated again, and he was full of anger. He was only squinted and looked at his father for a while, and never again. Dare to speak, but can only stand there, gasping for breath like a beast with a wounded head.

"Feng Yiping, if you call us over tonight, just to teach my son in front of me, I think, you have accomplished your goal, can we leave?"

Lao Wang was so calm at this moment that he was not human.

Feng Yiping's performance tonight fully demonstrates how confident he is, and that also shows that he must have a lot of critical and deadly information in his hands.

For people like Lao Wang, if things get to the point of irreconcilability, then the so-called rules do not exist to him.

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

At this point, he no longer wants to bother 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 threats like Feng Yiping in the future.

"Come here," Feng Yiping waved at him.

Lao Wang was stunned, he wanted to reconcile?

If so, it's not bad.

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

But also, sometimes, if you hit his son in front of you, then you hit him.

Those who become big things have always been irrelevant, hitting my son in front of me, small, um, only small!

Old Wang still walked over with a tense face.

But Feng Yiping stretched out his hand again.

Lao Wang was shocked, but immediately stood there proudly and motionless. He didn't believe it, and Feng Yiping dared to act on him.

Feng Yiping didn't do anything to him, but he did something to his clothes. "It's too thick," his hand wiped his clothes and frowned immediately.

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

And that hand still slapped my son's hand three times.

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

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

"Huh, huh," the old Wang had already shared the virtue of his son at this time, and he was also at the critical point of comprehending the "madness" skill without a teacher.

Do you treat this as playing a game? Who do you think of yourself, and who do you think of me?

Feng Yiping also ignored Lao Wang's anger.

He looked at the hand and was still a little dissatisfied, "This one is soft, but it should get dirty as you wipe it."

He glanced disgustingly at the lining of Pharaoh's jacket.

"Boss," Irving turned into a bottle of disposable hand sanitizer.

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

This guy is really more and more intimate, more and more able to make fun. He feels like a doggie around him. Feng Yiping decided to add a big drumstick to him for supper tonight.

No, let's add a steak.

Seeing the emergence of the big man Owen, the old Wang who was already on the verge of an outbreak finally came to his senses. This was in Feng Yiping's territory. If he dared to move him, maybe he could really live with his son and not take care of himself.

At the beginning of the game, I slapped my son three times in front of me. This possibility was extremely high, and the sad thing was that I still couldn't tell the reason.

Just like those corrupt officials, the house used to store bribes was stolen. Do you dare to call the police?

At this moment, he can only express his anger with his eyes.

Feng Yiping looked at the waves of flying knives behind his glasses, using his freshly cleaned and scented hands, pointed at him and said with a smile, "You know, I just like watching you hate me so much. , But it looks like I can't help it,"

Can't you do it?

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

"Wait," said Feng Yiping, who turned to walk on the sofa, "Don't sit down and talk?"

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

All this today is too hard to come by, and Feng Yiping’s strength is not as strong as usual. If it is necessary, he does not want to make things worse, especially since it seems that Feng Yiping has the upper hand. Case.

"What else do you have to say?" Pharaoh stood there and said.

This is really tolerable! Feng Yiping said with emotion.

"Please sit down," he said, sitting on the sofa in the middle, pointing to the sofa next to him.

"I just cleaned up the possible noise, and now we can finally have a good chat, Owen, if someone else is interrupting, you come and shut him up,"

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

Old Wang paused, noise? But he still turned and walked towards the sofa, bar, bar.

It must be steady now, there will be time and means to clean him up in the future.

As soon as he sat down, he returned to his original style. He just stretched out his hand but didn't touch the teacup. After another look, there was nothing at all.

And Feng Yiping, this would be blowing the floating tea leaves in the teacup.

Vertical! Lao Wang said bitterly in his heart.

Xiao Wang, who had already walked to the door, saw that his father had gone back again, and he was sitting there, and suddenly even hated his old man.

He was about to open the door, when he suddenly heard the noise of the walkie-talkie coming from outside the door, he hesitated for a moment. Someone outside?

He glanced at the man, the big, tall foreigner~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and the other person also took a look at him, and it was quite meaningful.

He immediately returned.

If you leave before things are settled, they will probably clean up without hesitation. My hero will not suffer the immediate loss.

"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 the old Wang only turned his head slightly, and the furious Xiao Wang stood there bitterly.

"President Feng, you played today, so you should be vented! If it is not enough, I will apologize to you for Inuzi! I can assure you that in the future, no one will dare to threaten you with these things in China."

"Then in the future, you will make your money, I will do my job, without interfering with each other, never contacting each other again, all the previous things have been exposed, what do you think?

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