Chapter Twenty-Seven: Whose Jiangbei Owns, You Say It Again

it, what's the situation?

Zhang Wenfu's head was a little foggy, this kid actually gave him his mobile phone, and let him call casually.

Especially the young man's current appearance, he is so calm, even a fool now knows that there must be a reason why he dares to be so arrogant, not to mention that he has already shouted such arrogant words that Jiangbei is his own.

"Young master, what are you still doing in a daze, hurry up and call the third master!" Liu Song urged on the side, his eyes full of viciousness.

With his urging, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in Zhang Wenfu's eyes, don't care what happens, today's situation is not good.

Maybe that kid is bluffing, in this scene in Jiangbei, the Zhang family is the sky!

"Kid Feng Yang, right?" Zhang Wenfu sneered.

"Today I will let you know what it means to know the Zhang family!"

After throwing out this sentence, Zhang Wenfu was not verbose, his index finger quickly clicked the number keys one by one, and then pressed the external button. He just wanted that kid to hear what Jiangbei's big guy was about him.

"Toot, toot, toot."

Unexpectedly, no one answered the phone until the end, Zhang Wenfu chuckled in his heart, and then dialed again.

"Toot, toot......"

When I was about to hang up, someone finally answered the phone.

"Hey, who!" It was a rough male voice, with a little impatience in his voice, and at the same time, a crisp voice came out.

"Jiang Ye, whose phone is it, should you pretend to answer the phone and run away from the bar?"

A sound can make a beautiful picture come to people's minds.

"Uncle Jiang is me, Zhang Wenfu." Zhang Wenfu hurriedly said, for fear that the other party would hang up the phone.

"Young Master Zhang, why did you change your number?" The voice on the other side of the earpiece suddenly increased a lot, and even a little jealous after listening closely. Immediately after that, several more voices were heard.

"Master Jiang, where are you going?"

"Eh, Master Jiang, why did you leave?"

……

"It's so late, is there something wrong with Young Master Zhang calling me?"

"Uncle Jiang is like this, I am in Jiangbei now, I have caused some trouble, can you come and help me calm down?"

"Jiangbei? Who is so eyeless and dares to get along with Young Master Zhang! The voice from the earpiece came again, followed by another voice.

"Young Master Zhang, don't worry, if you dare to move in Jiangbei, you will be far from me, Jiang Wen! Biaozi, Biaozi, stop drinking, call the brothers to cut people immediately! ”

"Hey, boy, do you know who this is?" Liu Song sneered on the side.

"Jiang Wenyuan, Jiang Sanye, Hey Dao Emperor of Jiangbei!" After throwing out this sentence, Liu Song's eyes were full of schadenfreude, Jiang Sanye had followed Zhang Dongshan and was half of his disciple, so he would naturally be particularly concerned about Zhang Wenfu's affairs.

A phone call has already called the brother, then Feng Yang is finished!

"You're just waiting to be chopped into minced meat!"

"By the way, Uncle Jiang, he said his name is Feng Yang."

"What should I do!" With Zhang Wenfu's words, the tone on the earpiece suddenly rose to a piercing height.

"Uncle Jiang, that guy's name is Feng Yang."

"That, Young Master Zhang, I, I still have something to do here, you, you're calling someone else!" The voice was very urgent, and then it seemed that he wanted to hang up the phone, Zhang Wenfu was stunned, and when he wanted to say something, he heard another voice coming out of the earpiece.

"Third master, the people have been gathered, when will you leave?"

"Let's go, let's go, you're gone, you're scattered!" With this sentence, the phone was hung up directly.

Zhang Wenfu was dumbfounded, what's going on?

Why did Jiang Wenyuan's attitude suddenly take a 180-degree turn.

"What are you laughing at, Young Master Ben has people!"

Without saying a word, Zhang Wenfu directly pressed another number and called out.

This time, the other party quickly connected the phone directly.

"Hey, who's that?"

"Uncle Li, it's me Zhang Wenfu, I caused some trouble in Jiangbei, can you come and help me solve it?" Since Jiang Wenyuan can't do it, then change it himself, this Li Shuangjiang is an official person, divide the chrysanthemum, and he will come forward, this Feng Yang will wait to go to prison!

"Haha, it's easy to say, Zhang Shao's trouble is my Li Bin's trouble, I'll send someone over." The male vocal in the earpiece.

"By the way, Uncle Li said his name is Feng Yang."

"What, Feng Yang!" The voice on the other side of the earpiece was startled, and then it calmed down.

"Hey, hey, Young Master Zhang, Young Master Zhang, can you hear me?"

"Yes, what's wrong with Uncle Li?" Zhang Wenfu hurriedly said.

"Hey, hey, what's going on, why is this point signal so bad!" The voice in the earpiece came again, followed by a beeping sound, and the other party hung up the phone directly.

Zhang Wenfu was stunned all of a sudden, TM, I'm calling a landline!

On the other side, Feng Yang burst out laughing, Zhang Wenfu's face was ugly, and he made another phone call directly.

After a few phone calls, what Zhang Wenfu didn't expect was that these Jiangbei bigwigs all agreed to it at first, but as soon as they heard that they had provoked Feng Yang, they hung up the phone without saying a word.

After finding someone again, Zhang Wenfu hurriedly shouted when the other party hadn't hung up the phone.

"Uncle Niu, don't hang it, don't hang it, what is Feng Yang's origin!"

Zhang Wenfu just didn't turn his brain, and now he understands that he may really get into trouble this time.

"Zhang Shao, for the sake of me and your dad being classmates, I can only tell you that Feng Yang is not easy to mess with, even if the Zhang family may not be provoked." After saying this, the other party hung up the phone in a hurry.

Can't the Zhang family be provoked?

Zhang Wenfu sat down on the ground, he didn't believe it before, after all, the Zhang family was in Wang Qing!

But now, he made a total of twelve calls, four of them hung up when they heard Feng Yang's name, three people hung up when they heard their names, and four people just didn't answer, and in the end, Niu Youlin also hung up the phone!

In the face of this Feng Yang, all the Jiangbei bigwigs chose to avoid it, why is this?

Even if they said it themselves, if they didn't help themselves this time, they would bear the anger of the Zhang family, and those people still chose to hang up the phone, or in the Zhang family and Feng Yang, they chose Feng Yang!

This made Zhang Wenfu understand that this time he might really kick the iron plate.

It was at this time that Zhang Wenfu found that the eyes of the young man opposite fell directly on him, and then before he could react, the whole person had been directly mentioned.

The slender fingers stuck on his neck, making Zhang Wenfu unable to see through.

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