It has just been a few days since the Double Ninth Festival, and it has been halfway through the moon. Unlike later, the capital at this time, although there are signs of haze, you can still see the moon on this autumn night.

The gentle moonlight and the still brilliant lights, such nights are actually more tempting for many people, such as Xiao Wang, than during the day.

However, in the suite on the top floor of the Holiday Inn, there was no temptation, only the storm, the storm hidden under the nearly solidified air.

How powerful will this storm be? Just look at the eyes of the Wang family and his son.

Xiao Wang's eyes were almost blood-red, but Lao Wang's eyes were so calm that they didn't have any emotion.

Feng Yiping seemed to turn a blind eye to these things. He felt very happy now. The feeling of double the more you feel is really good!

Because she suffered a blow that she had never seen before, Xiao Wang, who was a little confused, finally woke up.

The unprecedented humiliation he had just suffered made his eyes red.

"Feng Yiping," Xiao Wang was aroused by such a blow. He had only spoken for many years and clenched his fists for a long time, "You dare to hit me, don't you want to live anymore?"

"I will make you happy, I will definitely make you to death, your...,"

Another "bang", but the sound was slightly smaller than before. Feng Yiping turned his body, hissed, and shook his fingers, "It's so much nonsense,"

Just do it, and you have to do it so much.

Of course, it is also fortunate that Xiao Wang didn't take action. Don't forget that this is Feng Yiping's territory. Irving's fist has long been hungry.

As long as Xiao Wang dares to take action, Irving will dare to punch him away with one punch.

But this time Feng Yiping was not too happy. He didn't stop the first two slaps. The third slaps, Lao Wang finally caught up and pulled his son back half a step.

Feng Yiping, who had been holding his strength again, slapped most of the time, and only his fingertips swept Xiao Wang's face slightly, making his whole body turn halfway, and his fingertips also hurt a little.

"How thick-skinned you have to be," Feng Yiping complained seriously.

"Then you...," Xiao Wang was restless behind him.

How could he bear this slap in the face three times in a row, or in front of me who is of high power?

If he holds it in, he may understand a skill in the fantasy without a teacher: crazy.

"Okay," Lao Wang shook his son's hand and glared at him fiercely.

"He is like this, you still..." Xiao Wang's second half of the sentence was put back. He was so angry that he was only squinting at his father for a while, and then he never dared to speak again. He could only stand there, like a wounded beast, breathing heavily.

"Feng Yiping, if you call us over tonight just to teach my son a lesson in front of me, I think you have achieved your goal, can we leave?"

Lao Wang was so calm that he was not as calm as a human at this time.

Feng Yiping's performance tonight fully demonstrates how confident he is, which means that he must have a lot of critical and fatal information in his hands.

For people like Lao Wang, if things reach an irreconcilable point, then the so-called rules do not exist for him.

As long as it is beneficial to himself, he can trample on all rules.

Since he has reached this point, he no longer wants to have a quarrel with Feng Yiping. He has already had a series of plans in his mind. The purpose of these plans is the same and will ensure that there will be no threat from Feng Yiping in the future.

"Come here," Feng Yiping waved to him.

Lao Wang was stunned. Is he going to reconcile?

If this is the case, it would be great.

For a person like him, even when he gets angry, people will understand how serious the consequences will be if he beats the dog without looking at the owner.

But sometimes, sometimes, if you hit his son in front of you, you will hit him.

Those who accomplish great things have always been careless about the details and beat my son in front of me. The details are just small details!

Lao Wang still walked over with a tense face.

But Feng Yiping stretched out his hand again.

Old Wang was stunned for a moment, but then stood there proudly and did not move. He didn't believe it, and Feng Yiping dared to attack him.

Feng Yiping didn't attack him, but attacked his clothes. "It's too thick," he wiped his hands on his clothes and immediately frowned.

It turns out that I asked me to come here to wipe your hands with my clothes?

And that hand slapped my son three times in the face.

Lao Wang could no longer bear it, "Feng Yiping!" He called out Feng Yiping's name word by word.

"Oh, do you have something to say? Wait," Feng Yiping had quickly lifted his jacket and wiped his hands on the silk lining.

"Hu, Hu," Lao Wang was already with his son at this time, and was at the critical point of understanding the "crazy" skills without a teacher.

Do you think this is playing a game? Who do you think of yourself and who do you think of me?

Feng Yiping also turned a blind eye to Lao Wang's anger.

He looked at the hand and was still a little dissatisfied, "This is soft, but it should be the more you rubbed it, it's getting dirtier."

He looked at the lining of Lao Wang's jacket with disgust.

"Boss," Owen actually turned into a bottle of hand sanitizer on his hands.

"Thank you," Feng Yiping stretched out his hand and let him drip a few times.

This guy is becoming more and more intimate and more interesting. He feels like a bad guy around him. Feng Yiping decided to add a big chicken leg to him for the midnight snack tonight.

No, add a steak.

Seeing the big guy Irving appear, Lao Wang, who was already on the verge of explosion, finally woke up. This was in Feng Yiping's territory. If he dared to touch him, he might be able to fight himself and his son and not take care of himself.

At the beginning, I slapped my son three times in front of me, which was extremely likely, and sadly, I couldn't tell what the reason was.

Just like those corrupt officials, their houses used to collect bribes have been stolen. Do they still dare to call the police?

At this time, he could only express his anger with his eyes.

Feng Yiping looked at the waves of flying knives behind his glasses, and pointed at him with a freshly washed and fragrant hand, smiling, "Do you know, I just like to see you hate me so much, but you can't do anything about me," he said.

Is there no way to deal with you?

Lao Wang no longer wanted to talk to him, so he turned around and walked out the door.

"Wait," Feng Yiping, who turned around and walked towards the sofa, spoke, "Don't you sit down and chat?"

Xiao Wang walked quickly outside the door, but Lao Wang stopped.

All of this today is hard-won, and Feng Yiping's strength is not as strong as usual. If it were necessary, he would not want to make things worse, especially when it seemed that Feng Yiping had the upper hand.

"What else do you have to say?" Lao Wang stood there and said.

This is really tolerant! Feng Yiping sighed.

"Please sit," he said, sitting carelessly on the sofa in the middle, pointing to the sofa next to him.

"I just cleaned up the possible noise, and now, we can finally have a good chat, Owen, if someone asks to disturb him, you can shut up,"

Xiao Wang turned around and looked at Feng Yiping viciously. You will pay the price, sure!

Lao Wang paused, and the noise was loud? But he turned around and walked towards the sofa, small bits, small bits.

You must be steady now, and there is time and means to deal with him in the future.

As soon as he sat down, he returned to his original style. He just stretched out his hand but did not touch the teacup. When he looked again, he didn't even have it.

And Feng Yiping is blowing the tea leaves floating in the tea cup.

Mr. Lao Wang said hatefully in his heart.

Xiao Wang, who had already reached the door, saw that his father had actually left and sat there, and even his old man hated him.

He was about to open the door when he suddenly heard the noise of the walkie-talkie outside the door. He hesitated for a moment, someone outside?

He looked at the tall and big foreigner again, and the other party also looked at him, and it was quite meaningful.

He retreated immediately.

If you leave before the matter is agreed, you will probably be beaten up by them without hesitation, and I will not suffer any loss in front of you.

"You, just stand there," Feng Yiping said without looking up just as he was about to sit next to his father and make himself feel safe.

"Fuck you..." But Lao Wang only turned his head slightly, and the angry little Wang stood there with hatred.

"Mr. Feng, you've been fighting today, you should be venting your anger! If that's not enough, I'll apologize to you for the dog! I can still guarantee that no one in China will dare to threaten you with these things,"

"Then in the future, you make your money, I do my job, and I will not interfere with each other, and I will not interact with each other. I have exposed all the previous ones. What do you think?"

"How can it be that cheap," Feng Yiping took a sip of tea and said softly.

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Chapter completed!