"Liu... Mr. Liu?" Wang Kun was slightly stunned, and then asked cautiously: "Wen... Brother Wen, this... Is this Mr. Liu your man?"

He is still a little blindsided, and he can't figure out why he came to trouble Liu Mang to provoke Feng Huawen, a madman.

"Even my dad has to respectfully call him Mr. Liu, what do you say?!" Feng Huawen glanced at Wang Kun indifferently, then slowly walked in front of Liu Mang, then respectfully handed over a cigarette, and then lowered his head under the shocked gaze of everyone, and shouted in awe: "I'm sorry, Mr. Liu, Xiaowen is late!"

Swish!

Wang Kun and the other drag racing parties were completely shocked, and their eyes were already dull.

The top young master in Qiancheng City actually called a young man in his twenties Mr. Liu? Isn't that crazy???

Some people around Feng Huawen who didn't know Liu Mang's horror were also stunned, and looked at Liu Mang in the same astonishment!

What is the identity of this Mr. Liu? It would make Feng Huawen, a top young man, so in awe?

"Hehe, Feng Huawen, Feng Huawen, you are getting more and more interesting!" Liu Mang muttered in his heart, and then under the horrified gaze of everyone, he stretched out a hand to take the cigarette handed by Feng Huawen, and then put it to his mouth.

"Mr. Liu, Xiaowen lights a cigarette for you!" Seeing Liu Mang put the cigarette in his mouth, Feng Huawen hurriedly lit a cigarette!

Boom!

Looking at Liu Mang, who was extremely respectful, and looking at Liu Mang, who was smoking indifferently, Wang Kun finally understood what kind of big man he had provoked, and knelt directly on the ground: "No, Liu... Mr. Liu, I was wrong, please spare your life!"

"Feng Huawen, you said his life, how can I spare it?" Liu Mang said indifferently.

"Mr. Liu, leave this matter to me!" As soon as Liu Mang's voice passed, Feng Huawen's face turned straight and said respectfully to Liu Mang, then he turned around and slapped Wang Kun directly in the face.

Syllable!

Wang Kun almost rolled to the ground, frightened.

"Just now, you said you were wrong?" Feng Huawen looked at Wang Kun coldly! His voice was filled with an extremely suppressed anger.

As he said before, if Wang Kun only provoked him, he might forgive him...... However, this Wang Kun dared to smoke Liu Mang, this ...... It's unforgivable!

Feng ...... Feng Shao, I was wrong, I was really wrong!" Wang Kun's voice trembled!

"Wrong, what's wrong?" Feng Huawen said coldly.

"I... I don't know Taishan with my eyes, I shouldn't have troubled Mr. Liu, I shouldn't have provoked Mr. Liu... More...... You shouldn't have slapped Mr. Liu!" Wang Kun said in horror.

"Since it's wrong, you have to pay the price!" Feng Huawen said indifferently.

"No, Feng Shao, we have already paid the price, our cars have been smashed by you!" Wang Kun and the others were frightened.

"The car is just something outside the body, and the price is too light. Moreover, that's just the price you pay for kicking me!" Feng Huawen said indifferently.

As he spoke, he said to his subordinates: "Up, give each of them twenty slaps, and let them remember it for a long time!"

"No!" a group of drag racers shuddered.

However, Feng Huawen's subordinates didn't seem to see it, and stepped forward directly, and slapped their bows left and right on the faces of those drag racing parties.

Liu Mang just stood there indifferently, smoking lightly, looking at this scene meaningfully!

A minute later, the faces of these drag racers were already blood-red.

Seeing that his face was covered with blood, Feng Huawen waved his hand lightly, drank his subordinates, and then said indifferently: "Our business is over! Now it's Mr. Liu's business!!"

"No, Feng Shao, spare your life!" Wang Kun was terrified and trembled constantly!

Feng Huawen alone, he almost lost half his life...... When it comes to Liu Mang, he really can't imagine how miserable he will be!

"Someone! Bring a knife!!" Feng Huawen was expressionless and snorted coldly!!

A mountain knife was handed over.

"Feng Shao, you ...... What are you going to do?" Wang Kun's face was full of horror and his face turned pale.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you!" Feng Huawen held the knife in his hand and said coldly.

After speaking, Feng Huawen burst into a shout: "Which hand did you say just now, Mr. Liu, stretch out your hand for me!"

Wang Kun completely collapsed, cold sweat flowed down, kowtowing and begging for mercy, "No, Feng Shao...... Don't cut me...... Please spare my life for the sake of my father's billion!"

"Wang billion, don't say he's king billion, even if he's king billion, it's useless. Feng Huawen said indifferently. As he spoke, he gently shook the mountain knife in his hand!

In an instant, a terrifying cold light flashed!

Wang Kun was directly frightened and spread on the ground, then knelt down and walked in front of Liu Mang, begging bitterly: "No, Mr. Liu, please spare your life! I was wrong, I was really wrong!"

Liu Mang gently exhaled a puff of smoke, then stretched out a hand and gently touched his face...... That face was just pumped by this Wang Kun!

As he said before, no one has slapped him in a long time!

"Wang Kun, do you remember what I said before?" Liu Mang gently spit out a puff of smoke, sprayed directly on Wang Kun's face, and said indifferently!

Swish!

Cold sweat poured down from Wang Kun's head again!

"I said before that no one dared to slap my face for a long time, and I also said that almost all the people who slapped my face died!" Liu Mang said again!