Three days later, in the evening, the setting sun hung on the hills, rendering the world a palpitating golden yellow, and the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the land, making people bathe in this poetic scene, and never returned to their senses for a long time.

On this day, in the Yun family manor.

It is not the Yun family manor in the capital, but Yun Yao's private residence, which is far away from the capital and built in the mountains.

The manor of more than 800 acres seems to be covered with a layer of holy brilliance in the evening afterglow.

Yun Zhange stood on the roof of the main building of the Yun Family Manor, the villa with European-style architecture, and his figure was stretched by the sun for a long time under the sunset

On that handsome face, there was no trace of frivolity, but instead a mature temperament.

This kind of temperament is a little different from the previous Yun Zhan Song, this is a kind of breath that really has the courage and iron blood to rule the country. He was dressed in a silver-gray suit, and the special training in the past few days had turned his originally immature and youthful face into a thrilling bronze.

It's dark, but it's extremely attractive.

He straightened his spine and watched the luxury cars drive into the Yun family manor one after another, with no waves on his face.

The country cannot be without a monarch for a day, and today, the Longmen leading election was held in the Yunjia Manor.

Next to Yun Zhange, stood a woman - Zuo Qingyi.

Zuo Qingyi's face had a cold breath, and his eyes swept over the luxury cars that entered the Yun Family Manor one by one, and the corners of his mouth pouted with a cold aura.

Zuo Tsing Yi, the chief instructor of Tsing Yi killing.

An iron-blooded woman who only recognizes the Wang Qi of the Yun family.

This woman, with her slender autumn eyes, showed a look called arrogance.

At this time, an extremely dazzlingly modified sports car drove into the Yun Family Manor, which unceremoniously surpassed a decent gold version of Bentley.

Belch?

On the driveway of the Yun Family Manor. In the gold version of the Bentley, there was a middle-aged man with gray hair, he was wearing an expensive suit and a somewhat fat body.

Just a little, very slightly.

However, it was this subtle action that betrayed the anger in his heart.

In the gantry. There is an unwritten rule that you should not overtake in the same convoy.

The middle-aged man's eyes narrowed quietly.

"Lao Wang, who is in that sports car?" The middle-aged man suddenly spoke to the driver in front of him.

Groov!

I heard the middle-aged man's question. The driver's heart trembled for a moment, and then immediately replied, "Boss Pang." It should be Zhou Jingzhi's unsuccessful son. Zhou Lingfeng, known as the little prince of the south! ”

"Oh?" The middle-aged man known as Boss Pang flashed a murderous intent in his eyes, and then gently took out a Cuban cigar from a special source from his pocket, lit it with a 'snap', and then took a deep breath, and suddenly the car was filled with smoke.

"Ran to my Pang Zhuang's head to show off his might?" Boss Pang's face turned cold.

Pang Zhuang.

Among the twelve provincial alliance leaders, the Shu provincial alliance leader. In the entire Tianfu region, it can be said that it is a powerful existence that covers the sky with one hand, and Shuzhong, which is known as the country of abundance, is a veritable bigwig. Actually, the temper is not very good.

How can an underworld boss who can be in charge of one side be a good person?

Three minutes later.

The extremely dazzling sports car had a beautiful tail flick and was directly inserted into the Yunjia garage.

At this time, the middle-aged man in the gold version of the Bentley that drove decently narrowed his eyes quietly.

"Lao Wang, bump into it!" Pang Zhuang suddenly spoke, a look of amusement flashed in his eyes.

Groov!

Bumped into?

As soon as these words came out, the driver Lao Wang's heart trembled.

"Don't you understand me? Zhou Jingzhi's son doesn't know how to respect the old and love the young, I teach him a lesson for Zhou Jingzhi and teach him some principles of life! Pang Zhuang's eyes narrowed, and a breath belonging to one side of the hero suddenly erupted, and suddenly the air in the entire carriage suddenly became three points colder.

The private Lao Wang is obviously an old driver who has been with Pang Zhuang for decades, and from Pang Zhuang's tone, he felt Pang Zhuang's anger, but, considering that he is now in the Yun Family Manor, Lao Wang still said dutifully: "Pang Boss, this is the Yun Family Manor, not good!" ”

"Lao Tzu told you to bump, you bumped, I'm afraid of a bird feather!" Pang Zhuang said with a sneer.

"Howler!" The corners of the driver's mouth, Lao Wang, pouted with a sneer, and then, suddenly changed gears, and stepped on the accelerator suddenly.

"Whoosh!"

The gold version of the Bentley was like a wild horse, rampage towards the extremely dazzling sports car.

Belch?

Inside the car, a young man in a white suit, about twenty-five or sixteen years old, saw the gold version of Bentley that was rampage, and his face suddenly changed.

Bang!

There was a loud bang.

Suddenly, the bodyguards of the Yun family saw the scene in front of them, and immediately rushed over to this side, surrounding both Zhou Lingfeng and Pang Zhuang.

Inside the carriage, Zhou Lingfeng was hit and his body fell directly to the side, and suddenly a bewitching woman beside him was frightened and exclaimed, and Zhou Lingfeng's head hit the co-pilot of the carriage, and suddenly swollen up a big bag, oozing blood.

"Damn, what kind of bastard who doesn't have long eyes?" The prince of the Zhou family angrily opened the car door, and Zhou got out of the car and scolded at the gold version of the Bentley.

At this time, hearing the young man's insults, Pang Zhuang's face suddenly sank, and he slowly opened the car door.

"Zhou Jingzhi's son, is he so ignorant of the rules? Your dad doesn't know how to educate you? Pang Zhuang asked coldly with a Cuban cigar in his mouth.

"Oh?" When Zhou Lingfeng saw Pang Zhuang again, a contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said with a smile: "Who am I, it turns out to be Uncle Pang?" Uncle Pang is not right to do this, although it stands to reason that I should give you the parking space, but who called you old, the technology is not good, so the little nephew, you can only occupy the parking space first, sorry Uncle Pang! ”

Although he said Uncle Pang one by one, there was no trace of respect in his eyes.

Pang Zhuang, who is old and refined, eats more salt than Zhou Lingfeng, how can he be angry because of Zhou Lingfeng's words?

At the moment, he asked with a smile: "Zhou family boy, Dragon Gate Conference, why didn't your father come?" Is it because people are old and useless, so they stay at home and eat and wait for death? You can tell him, if it's really useless, you can give me the position of the chief scoop of the Ji League, and I will take care of the underground world of Jizhou for him, how about it? ”

Zhou Lingfeng's eyes were cold, a wave of anger rushed to his heart, and he sneered: "Old thing, don't be open-mouthed, respect you, I will call you Uncle Pang, don't think that you are really an uncle, be careful to flash your tongue." ”

Pang Zhuang sneered: "Today's young people are really becoming more and more ignorant of the rules!" ”

"Ouch!" At this time, the bewitching woman in the carriage exclaimed, walked out of the car, her forehead also knocked a big bag, she got out of the car, glanced at Pang Zhuang, and then said coquettishly to Zhou Lingfeng: "Ah Feng, help me teach this old thing a lesson, you see, he hit my forehead like this, hurry up for me to breathe!" ”

Old stuff?

At this time, when Pang Zhuang heard the words of the bewitching woman, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and his killing intent was awe-inspiring.

After the breath that had experienced the baptism of killing vibrated out, Zhou Lingfeng's expression also changed, and then he slapped the woman's face with his backhand, and scolded angrily: "Shut up with Lao Tzu, there is no place for you to talk here!" ”

Zhou Lingfeng dared to argue with Pang Zhuang because he was the little prince of the south, and his power was on par with Pang Zhuang, but a plaything under his hand did not know how to provoke, Zhou Lingfeng did not dare to guarantee that this old guy would not be angry, once this old guy was angry, then he would be inferior.

Zhou Lingfeng is not stupid, on the contrary, he who dares to be called the little prince of the south obviously has his own scheming.

"Little nephew Zhou, this is the Dragon Gate Conference, you bring a. Zilai, aren't you afraid of committing the taboo of the young master? Pang Zhuang said with a smile, because he had already seen Yun Zhan Ge lying on the roof of the villa watching this good show.

Belch?

Suddenly hearing Pang Zhuang's question, Zhou Lingfeng's face was a little gloomy.

And after the woman next to Zhou Lingfeng was slapped, she was obviously a little aggrieved and coquettish, and she almost cried, made trouble, and hanged herself.

At this time, Pang Zhuang was too lazy to deal with this woman who didn't know the height of the sky and didn't know what was in his eyes, but turned around straight and walked into the main building of the Yun family's villa.

Actually, it's not that Pang Zhuang doesn't have a temper, but he saw Yun Zhange on the rooftop, who had a look on his face, with his hands in his sleeves, looking at this scene with a smile.

Just as Pang Zhuang turned around, Zhou Lingfeng stared viciously at Pang Zhuang's gold version of Bentley, and scolded with some disdain: "Old thing, drive the gold version of Bentley, do you really think he can be on an equal footing with Tu Zhong?" ”

After speaking, he took the bewitching woman beside him and slowly walked towards the main building.

The Yun family's bodyguards watched this scene from beginning to end, and they didn't say anything, because the group of Yun family's bodyguards saw the gestures made to them by Yun Zhan Ge on the rooftop, and they didn't act rashly.

And Yun Zhange, quietly watching this farce, without any emotional fluctuations, in Longmen, such a farce may be staged several times a day, but the result will not be to draw a knife against each other. At most, it's a little cheap.

"Zhou Lingfeng, the little prince of the south? I really think I'm a character! Yun Zhan Ge joked with a smile.

"It can be seen that Pang Zhuang is really angry!" Zuo Tsing Yi said.

"Really angry?" Yun Zhan Ge smiled evilly and said: "Since he Pang Zhuang is really angry, I will give him a chance to breathe this breath in a while, if he doesn't dare to be angry, I really look down on him!" (To be continued......)