Fang Jingteng only felt dizzy for a while, if it weren't for Zhang Ruoyu holding his shoulders, he might have collapsed on the spot.

Welcome to Yanjing City!

These words were obviously said to Zhang Ruoyu, but Fang Jingteng listened more seriously and more seriously.

The god who went up the mountain in a dignified manner, the super boss standing on the top of the mountain, actually said on the phone in person, welcome Zhang Ruoyu to Yanjing City?

Not long ago, Fang Jingteng wanted to drive Han Jiangxue out of Yanjing City, and he also wanted to express Yanjing City's attitude that the Han family was not welcome.

But now, the big man he had never even seen would welcome the two of them...

The cold sweat of the bean size slowly trickles down from the forehead, from the corners of the eyes, and from the bridge of the nose.

His heart was clutched by a large hand, and he could not breathe.

"Urge your second uncle."

In his ears, Zhang Ruoyu's flat voice suddenly sounded: "He should be almost there, right?" ”

When Fang Jingteng heard this, his body trembled suddenly.

His face was pale, and his lips were pale and bloodless.

Second uncle is coming soon?

Second uncle, it's already here...

Fang Longhu led the crowd to come.

Behind him was a group of young people in the Beijing circle.

For example, the followers brought by Fang Jingteng have much higher gold content.

Even, there are two companions among them, who are the young men of the Beijing circle who are among the top ten sons of the capital.

The group was surrounded by fierce arrogance and roared.

Fang Longhu said that it was Fang Jingteng's second uncle, but his age was only eight years older than him.

Old Man Fang is old and spoiled him, and even Fang Jingteng's father is very doting on his little brother who is about the same age as his son.

In Fang's house, Fang Longhu called for wind and rain.

In Yanjing, he is the head of the ten princes in the capital, and his reputation is very rampant...

"Tell me, what's going on?"

Fang Longhu stepped into the venue with a cold expression, and a strong high pressure was permeating his body.

Everywhere the eye passed, almost no one wanted to look at him.

This second uncle of the Fang family is even crazier than Fang Jingteng, otherwise he would not have become a madman in the capital.

"Second uncle..."Fang Jingteng's voice trembled, and the qi and blood in his chest were tumbling.

Fang Jingteng, who had already been scared to the point that his limbs were numb, wanted to persuade the second uncle to leave quickly.

Don't care about Han Jiangxue first, just this surname Zhang, our old Fang family will definitely not be able to provoke it.

"Is that him?" Fang Longhu glanced at Zhang Ruoyu who was standing beside his nephew.

Then he raised his hand and pointed at Zhang Ruoyu's nose: "You bullied my nephew?" ”

"It's not bullying." Zhang Ruoyu shook his head slightly, and said calmly. "It's just a little bit of a discussion."

"Oh." Fang Longhu's eyebrows drooped slightly, and then his thin lips opened slightly, and he said word by word: "Kneel down and apologize to my nephew." ”

Zhang Ruoyu didn't react.

He had heard such humiliating words many times.

Fang Jingteng's mentality almost collapsed.

On your knees?

Let this young man who even the god on the mountain welcome to Yanjing City and kneel down for himself?

Fang Jingteng was afraid that he would lose his life.

I'm afraid that the Fang family can't afford it.

"Second uncle, it's actually just a misunderstanding-"

Of course, Fang Jingteng knows the second uncle.

He went crazy and didn't even give the old man face.

How can it leave room for Zhang Ruoyu from this coastal area?

Fang Jingteng's intestines were blue.

Even if you call your father and grandfather over tonight to help, you shouldn't call your second uncle.

How hard the second uncle's bones are.

Even if he breaks through the south wall, he may not be succumbed!

"Misunderstanding?" Fang Longhu patted his nephew's handsome face with a few bright red fingerprints, and frowned. "You're trying to tell me that you're going to take your face and slap his hand?"

Fang Jingteng wanted to agree with this statement.

Although it is funny, this is the best explanation for Fang Jingteng.

If you lose your face, you will lose it.

But the second uncle is a hundred times more face-saving than himself.

"You can walk out of Yanjing City tonight." Fang Longhu didn't talk nonsense with his nephew, he approached Zhang Ruoyu step by step, and his eyes were gloomy. "I'm your last name."

"Brother Zhang, he wants to be your son."

Xue Bao, who was standing aside and even leisurely drinking red wine, analyzed.

"Would you like to be his mother?" Zhang Ruoyu threw a cigarette into his mouth, lit it, and spit out thick smoke.

"No, I'm still young."

Xue Bao shook the red wine glass, and her red lips were pouted, cool and sassy.

Zhang Ruoyu nodded slightly, respecting Xue Bao's opinion.

He turned around lightly and glanced at the Fang family's uncle and nephew.

This farce should be over tonight.

He only needs to pretend to be the last wave in front of everyone to achieve the effect of taking the lead, and let the entire Yanjing City know that the son-in-law of the Han family is not in vain.

This is the first shot in Yanjing City, even if it is fired.

Xue Bao can be regarded as standing.

But just as he was about to start with Fang Jingteng's flaw and completely spread his fear to the depths of Fang Longhu's soul, outside the door, there was a sudden sound of sharp and cold footsteps.

It was the sound of stiletto heels hitting the floor.

Boom.

Boom.

It's not loud, but it's loud.

When everyone heard the prestige, they saw a woman dressed in a cheongsam, with stunning facial features and red lips as touching as flames, slowly walking into the venue surrounded by a group of young people in suits.

As soon as she entered.

Many bigwigs in the Beijing circle who stood close to each other retreated.

Few people even dared to look this woman in the eyes.

She is beautiful, but no one who knows her will ever care about her beauty.

Because under her stunning beauty, what is hidden is a heart that has been quenched with poison.

She is a beauty and a beast.

One person, all of them.

In the crowd, there was a low exclamation and argument.

The moment Fang Longhu saw the woman, the rampant and arrogant on his face disappeared in an instant.

He is in Yanjing City, and he is a notoriously crazy young man.

But in front of this woman, he is as innocent as a little sheep, and he even struggles to gnaw grass.

But this woman can eat people and don't spit out bones.

The female devil of the Lin family is here.

It seems that even the lights in this banquet hall have dimmed a lot.

The guests who were originally interested in watching the play couldn't sit still at the moment.

The female devil of the Lin family is good at anger, and she is not reasonable, she does things and looks at her mood.

If you are in a bad mood, even if you just look at her one more time, you will be frustrated.

Zhang Ruoyu looked at her aunt.

A completely different style of dressing than the usual aunt.

The corners of his lips were slightly smiling, and even a little helpless.

My aunt is still the same as when she was in Binhai, no matter how many years have passed, as long as she is bullied, as long as she knows and hears about it.

She will always be the first to come and protect herself.

Maybe in the eyes of others, my aunt is very scary and a devil.

But in Zhang Ruoyu's eyes, the aunt is still the same aunt.

She is gentle, virtuous, and pampers herself.

There is no bottom line to indulge yourself.

Whatever she wants to do, she will support her unconditionally.

In Binhai, she may be afraid of disturbing her life and Mr. Han's, so she never shows up.

But in Yanjing City, in her territory.

At this moment, someone wanted to bully Zhang Ruoyu, she was very angry and in a bad mood.

"I heard that you want my nephew to kneel down and kowtow to your nephew to apologize?"

Lin Qingxi, who rarely appeared on the occasion, stared at Fang Longhu indifferently: "Really? ”

Syllable!

didn't even wait for Fang Longhu to open his mouth.

Lin Qingxi raised his slender and plain white palm and slapped it on Fang Longhu's face: "Answer me." ”