His right hand stuck Zhang Wenfu's neck, lifting his whole person in the air like a chicken, and the corners of Feng Yang's mouth hung a hint of playful arc.

"Who belongs to Jiangbei, you say it again."

Zhang Wenfu only felt that his breathing was suppressed, his whole face turned red, and his head was full of that question.

Who is Jiangbei.

Before he, Zhang Wenfu, always thought that Jiangbei belonged to the Zhang family, after all, the Zhang family started from here and sat step by step to Wang Qing's first-class family.

But today, being mentioned by this young man, looking at the playfulness in his eyes, Zhang Wenfu knew that he was really in trouble!

There are people outside the people, and there are heavens outside the sky.

This young man dared not to give himself face at the beginning, and even mocked himself, until he just gave his mobile phone to himself and let him call casually, he didn't take it in his eyes from the beginning to the end!

What the hell is he?

Getting more and more difficult to breathe, Zhang Wenfu's whole body was swallowed by fear, he wasn't sure if this guy was going to kill him, but now he was indeed a lamb to the slaughter, and there was no room to fight back.

M's, Master Xu said that there would be a chance to come here, why didn't he calculate that Lao Tzu would be planted here today!

His heart was full of wailing, and Zhang Wenfu became more and more afraid.

"Jiangbei, Jiangbei is, yes, it's yours, brother." Spit out these words intermittently, for Zhang Wenbin, it was even more uncomfortable than killing him, but there was no way, he was not as good as others, he could only admit defeat!

"It's good to know." Feng Yang smiled, he didn't say that Jiangbei must be his, but he hated Zhang Wenfu's arrogant appearance.

is still the same sentence, Feng Yang didn't want to be too high-profile when he came to Jiangbei, after all, some people were staring here, and An Hongdou's appearance made him feel that those people might have locked Jiangbei.

But there are always some stupid brains who come to find trouble for themselves, Chu Xueliang and Zhang Wenfu, I don't know if there will be anyone else in the future.

This is asking for his Feng Yang's life!

After all, today's Feng Yang is just the strength of Kaigu, which is very strong for ordinary people, but this world is not only ordinary people!

Rao is the three thousand years of the end of the Dharma era, and there are still monks in this space, and I dare not say that there are many more, at least there are monks with the realm of knowledge!

The gap between each realm is incomparably large, not to mention that once there is news of their own, there is a good chance that those guys in Ling Jing will come to the door.

"Brother, brother." Almost suffocating, Zhang Wenfu barely squeezed out these two words.

"Let me go, let me go."

"Spare you?" Feng Yang frowned.

"Yes, yes, as long as you let me go, it's easy to say anything."

"Oh?" The strength in his hand loosened a little, and Feng Yang lengthened his voice.

"Brother, brother, that, that today's incident is a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding." The force on his neck was much lighter, Zhang Wenfu breathed the air greedily, and a smile appeared on his face.

"I'm leaving, I'm leaving!"

After throwing out this sentence, Zhang Wenfu's steps were very fast, and he moved directly.

"Stop, did I let you go?" Feng Yang made a sound, this Zhang Wenfu's movements were quite fast, and he wanted to slip away. It was at this time that Feng Yang's eyes turned, wasn't he short of money, and now there was a fortune boy?

Zhang Wenfu chuckled in his heart, turned around, and his face was full of flattery.

"Brother, brother, is there anything else?"

"I've been short of money lately."

Money?

Zhang Wenfu was stunned for a moment, and then quickly came back to his senses.

"Oh, yes, yes." Saying this, he quickly came to Feng Yang, took out a bank card from his pocket, and stuffed it into Feng Yang's hand.

"Brother, there are 200,000 in this card, all for you."

Feng Yang just sneered at his actions, which made Zhang Wenfu a little confused.

"The dignified Zhang family is worth 200,000?" Feng Yang spoke up.

Zhang Wenfu cried with a sad face.

"Brother, I'm just going to have this money."

"That's it!" Squinting his eyes, Feng Yang said softly, and then the next moment his palm was raised, and he took a strong wind and slapped it directly towards Zhang Wenfu's head.

Zhang Wenfu's face changed greatly.

"Brother, brother, I still have it!"

The palm of his hand stopped suddenly, only a centimeter away from his forehead, Zhang Wenfu breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly took out another card from his pocket.

"Brother, there's a million in this card, give it to my brother."

"Hehe, 1.2 million, Zhang Dashao It seems that your life is not very valuable, then I'll use this 1.2 million to buy Zhang Dashao's life now!"

Feng Yang jokingly said, which suddenly made Zhang Wenfu's head buzz and cry.

"Brother, I really don't have that much cash."

What is this TM called, Zhang Wenfu wants to cry without tears, his dignified Zhang family, the son of the hey Taoist family, was robbed, and it was a joke to spread it.

But there is no way, now the situation is not as good as people, he Zhang Wenfu has to bow his head!

"There's no cash to write an IOU." Feng Yang said, and then took out a pen and paper from the van and handed it to Zhang Wenfu's hand.

Zhang Wenfu was a little confused, but he quickly understood, and directly picked up a pen and paper to write.

"Zhang Dashao has to think about it." Feng Yang said slowly.

Zhang Wenfu's face changed, this guy was threatening himself, thinking like this, he hurriedly added a few zeros to the number he had just written, no way, in case he was dissatisfied and said something to buy his life with money, Zhang Wenfu knew that he was going to be finished!

"Brother, give." After writing it, Zhang Wenfu handed the IOU to Feng Yang with a flattering face.

"Brother, is it okay?"

"One, ten, hundred, thousand...... Tens of millions, billions. Glancing at the number on the IOU, Feng Yang nodded. Zhang Wenfu was okay this time, and he wrote 500 million at once.

Seeing Feng Yang nodding, Zhang Wenfu didn't say a word, and just wanted to run.

"Eh, wait!"

Feng Yang made a sound, which immediately made Zhang Wenfu cry.

"Brother, brother, that's a lot of money, isn't it?"

"Yours is enough, what about him?"

The right hand pointed at Liu Song, Feng Yang said.

"Young, young master, the little one has been following you for so long, and there is no credit and hard work!" Liu Song's face changed, and he hurriedly ran to Zhang Wenfu, and said with a handful of snot and tears.

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Wenfu picked up his pen and wrote down an IOU of 500 million and handed it to Feng Yang.

After getting the two IOUs, Feng Yang left satisfied, and after he left, Liu Song also glanced at Zhang Wenfu and spoke again.

"Less, young master, let's just give him this billion?" Rao is Zhang Wenfu has a very high status in the Zhang family, but one billion is not a small amount!

"Who said I'm going to give it to him!" Zhang Wenfu rolled his eyelids and said disdainfully.

"But, but didn't you write an IOU?"

"What if you write an IOU!" Zhang Wenfu was disdainful.

"If you want to get this billion, if you have the ability to go to the Zhang family, I want to see if this kid has the courage to go to the Zhang family!" After throwing out this sentence, Zhang Wenfu hummed proudly.

Hehe, the Zhang family's billion is not so easy to want!