Yang Jianwu was stunned, never expecting Mu Hanqi to scold him!
As the young master of the Yang family, he was always the one scolding others. When did it become someone else's turn to scold him?
Yang Dong's expression also turned grim. Scolding his son was tantamount to scolding him!
If Yang Jianwu was an idiot, then what was Yang Dong?
His father's idiot?
"Bitch, how dare you scold me, you're asking for death!"
Yang Jianwu slapped towards Mu Hanqi's face, his eyes flashing with cold light.
No one had ever dared to scold him. As a playboy, he considered himself a model among playboys.
Yang Jianwu, who had been hunting for women in bars for a long time, had his own method: to suppress others with his status. He had done this often.
But never had a woman dared to scold him!
Seeing the slap coming, Mu Hanqi even stretched her face closer. Although Mu Hanqi had only scolded him once, her actions and demeanor clearly conveyed a sense of provocation.
"Since the Yang family head doesn't know how to discipline his son, I, Ye, don't mind helping you teach him a lesson."
As the words fell, Ye Longlin, who was holding Mu Hanqi's arm, suddenly gripped Yang Jianwu's wrist and forcefully twisted it upwards.
"Crack—"
"Ah—"
A bone-breaking sound was heard, accompanied by Yang Jianwu's scream, making everyone present look grim.
In fact, without their permission, Yang Jianwu would absolutely not have appeared here, nor would he dare to appear here. Since he had appeared, it must have been with their implicit consent.
From the moment they met, they had been trying to ascertain one thing!
That was whether Ye Longlin was a brainless playboy or if he was truly powerful.
But this speculation shifted towards the former the moment Ye Longlin made his move.
If he was inherently powerful, then he naturally wouldn't be foolish, and his backing family would also be extremely powerful. A family that could destroy several other families through its own power would certainly not be ordinary, and there would be no need to worry about his intelligence.
But he actually dared to attack Yang Jianwu in front of them, which already represented something.
"Yang family head, as the saying goes, a father is to blame for his son's misdeeds. I'm teaching your good-for-nothing son a lesson, you have no objections, right?"
Ye Longlin said with a smile, that chilling smile making them all shiver.
Zhang Rong was shocked internally. As expected, he was a top-tier figure! He acted so convincingly.
He looked like a second-generation heir, but his methods were incredibly ruthless.
This made Yang Dong, Wang Ke, and Li Yuankui feel both wary and relaxed towards Ye Longlin, unsure of how they should treat him.
Among them, Yang Dong was the most furious. Although Yang Jiandong was not the true heir of the family, he was the only one in name. Even setting that aside, he was his son. Now that his hand was crippled like this, Yang Dong was naturally enraged.
"Ye Longlin, you're asking for death, so don't blame me."
Yang Dong sneered, waved his hand, and many people in black suits around him moved towards Ye Longlin.
At the critical moment, Yuan Gang appeared!
He stood in front of Ye Longlin, smiling grimly, "Dare to make a move against our young master, it's really interesting. Who gave you the guts?"
After speaking, he turned to Ye Longlin and bowed slightly, "Young Master, how should this be handled?"
Zhang Rong: Damn it, all of you are like actors. Why are you still soldiers? Wouldn't it be better to develop in the entertainment industry? You could win many Best Actor awards in a year.
"You're still asking me about this? Are you a damn good-for-nothing?"
Ye Longlin slapped the armrest, furious.
Yuan Gang grinned, then picked up a peeler from the table, a smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.
Seeing this, Yang Dong frowned slightly, but still ordered, "Go! Whoever kills Ye Longlin, I'll reward them three million!"
Money could make the world go round, and for Yang Dong, the head of the Yang family, three million was just a number.
Hearing the large sum of money, the eyes of the people around them turned red.
If they had a choice, who would want to be a thug!
"Kill, kill Ye Longlin and get three million, you won't have to worry for the rest of your lives!"
"Kill him, kill him!"
They roared and rushed towards Ye Longlin, their eyes as if they could already see money beckoning them.
But they had no idea that the person opposite them was not money, but an abyss, hell, and someone who could send them to see the King of Hell!
As they all attacked, Yuan Gang stood in the middle, his expression arrogant. Holding a peeler, he moved it rapidly, and his entire being displayed formidable martial power!
In just five minutes, he had subdued all of the Yang family's men, leaving the scene filled with groans and cries of pain.
Yang Dong: "......"
"A martial artist."
Li Yuankui narrowed his eyes, looking at Yuan Gang, paused, and continued, "Brother, I don't know what your family behind Ye Longlin gave you, but I promise, as long as you cut off Ye Longlin's head, what we can give you will definitely be more than what they give you. You can consider it."
Martial artists were indeed troublesome, but that didn't mean they didn't have martial artists!
"Who the hell do you think you are, telling me to betray my young master? Are you out of your mind?"
Yuan Gang directly cursed.
Li Yuankui's face also turned grim from being cursed at.
Ye Longlin, sitting in the main seat, glanced at his phone, a smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.
When Zhang Rong informed him that today was the day they would make their move, he had instructed Xuan Niao to search for the Tian family members centered around the farmstead. As expected, they found Tian family members inside the farmstead.
It was a little old man in his fifties, likely the Ninth Elder of the Tian family.
"Since you're ungrateful, don't blame us. Li Gui, cripple him for me!"
"Wang San, kill him."
"Yang Huai, I want his head!"
The heads of the three families spoke, these were the martial artists they had brought, originally intended for emergencies. After all, they had the Ninth Elder to support them today, but they hadn't expected to use them in the end.
As the three figures appeared, a smile also appeared at the corner of Yuan Gang's mouth.
These three were all Martial Appearance experts. They refused to believe that Yuan Gang could be a Half-step Martial Spirit!
They didn't believe it. Their own patriarch was only a Half-step Martial Spirit, and it was impossible for someone so young to have achieved such a feat.
Ye Longlin, judging by his name, was from the Ye family, but it had been so long and there was no mention of the Ye family in the capital, so it was unlikely to be that Ye family.
Li Gui glanced at Yuan Gang, frowning, "You want me to make a move, just to deal with such a weakling? Master, when did our standards become so low?"