Mo Jialong, who had been looking dejected, suddenly wore an expression of disbelief.
"Brother-in-law, you, you are too good to me!" Mo Jialong was so moved that tears almost fell.
"When it's done, send me a text," Chen Mo's voice sounded again.
Mo Jialong quickly responded, "Yes, brother-in-law, leave this to me, don't worry!"
After speaking, Mo Jialong hung up the phone.
At this moment, Zhang Yehao also hung up the phone, raising his head with arrogance and saying, "Mo Jialong, the young master of the Mo family, right? I've already had someone notify your father. Today, I will step on your father under my feet right before your eyes, and let you see clearly that your only reliance is nothing but an ant in my eyes."
The other men heard this and their faces also showed mockery.
The man who had been whipped by Mo Jialong earlier said coldly, "Kid, do you know how terrifying our Young Master Zhang's background is now? Didn't you just ask our Young Master Zhang to kneel for you? What? Why aren't you saying anything now? Don't you like to show off? If you have the ability, show off again for us to see."
Seeing that Mo Jialong remained silent, the man spoke fiercely again, "You dare to hit me, wait until later, I'll hang you up and whip you!"
Several young men standing by the side were so scared that they almost peed themselves.
One of the youths, with trembling legs, looked at Mo Jialong and said, "Brother Long, how about we apologize to them."
The others also nodded in agreement.
Their families were not even comparable to the Mo family, let alone offending a prominent family.
If their fathers knew about this, they would probably break their legs!
"Apologize? If apologies were useful, would so many people die every day?" A man beside them said with disdain.
The man who was whipped by Mo Jialong curved his lips, "However, if you kneel down now, call us Grandpa a few times, and then lick the dirt off our shoes, perhaps our Young Master Zhang will be happy and let you go."
The several youths exchanged glances.
However, one youth couldn't help but ask tremblingly, "Can, can you really let us go?"
"That depends on your performance," the man said with a sly smile.
Mo Jialong's face darkened, "You cowards! Do you really think they'll let you go if you kneel?"
"Kid, you should think carefully about how you're going to appease Young Master Zhang's anger later," the man glanced at Mo Jialong dismissively.
"You dog-like thing, do you, a stable boy, have the right to interrupt when I'm speaking?"
Saying that, Mo Jialong swung his whip again.
"Crack!"
This time, Zhang Yehao waved his horsewhip and directly blocked Mo Jialong's whip.
"Kid, you dare to make a move again? I'm giving you too much face!"
Zhang Yehao, having his family's dignity challenged time and time again, stepped forward, about to make a move on Mo Jialong.
"Stop!"
However, at this moment, a stern shout suddenly sounded from not far away.
A middle-aged man, followed by dozens of security guards, walked towards them.
Seeing the approaching figures, Zhang Yehao put away his horsewhip and revealed a smug expression, pointing at Mo Jialong, "Manager Lu, you've come at the right time. Have your men tie up this Young Master Mo for me!"
Lu Wanhua glanced at Mo Jialong, showing no intention of acting.
Seeing this, Zhang Yehao's face darkened, "Manager Lu, don't you understand what I'm saying?"
Lu Wanhua was about to speak.
Then, Mo Jialong's voice was heard, "Manager Lu, my brother-in-law said to break their dog legs and then lock them up. Without his orders, if anyone is let go, he will fire you from the stable."
"Pfft!"
When Zhang Yehao and the others heard Mo Jialong's words, they couldn't help but burst into laughter.
One man sneered, "Even your father has to bow and scrape when he meets our Young Master Zhang. What is your brother-in-law compared to him!"
"Exactly, do you think the manager of this stable will listen to your brother-in-law? You're making us laugh to death."
Everyone laughed so hard that tears streamed down their faces, completely disregarding Mo Jialong's words.
Mo Jialong, still on his horse, curved his lips and looked at the people in front of him with amusement.
"Surround them all!"
Suddenly, Lu Wanhua spoke.
In an instant, Zhang Yehao and the others were surrounded by a large contingent of security guards.
Zhang Yehao and his group, who had been laughing hysterically moments ago, suddenly stopped laughing, their faces displaying expressions of utter disbelief.
Not only them, but even the few youths standing by, trembling, were now stunned and frozen on the spot.
They had no idea what was happening.
Zhang Yehao snapped back to reality and questioned incredulously, "Manager Lu, are you crazy! What do you mean by this?"
Lu Wanhua glanced at Zhang Yehao, "Young Master Zhang, you must have heard what Young Master Mo just said, right? Why do you still need to ask me?"
Zhang Yehao was stunned, looking confused, "What did he say?"
But soon, Zhang Yehao regained his composure, "Manager Lu, you're not going to tell me that you're doing this because of a few words from that brat's brother-in-law, are you?"
Lu Wanhua nodded calmly.
"Heh heh!"
Zhang Yehao was so angry that he laughed, "Manager Lu, have you been kicked in the head by a donkey? Don't you know who I am? You dare to oppose me just because of your boss's brother-in-law's words? I think you're tired of living!"
Lu Wanhua was not angry, and said calmly, "Young Master Mo's brother-in-law is my boss. Of course, I have to listen to my boss's orders. Do you think I should listen to you instead?"
"You, what did you say? His brother-in-law is the boss of this stable?!" Zhang Yehao was shocked.
Mo Jialong smiled triumphantly, "That's right, the boss of this stable is my brother-in-law."
"Manager Lu, what are you waiting for? Make your move."
Zhang Yehao's face turned extremely grim, "Manager Lu, you should know that I am from a prominent family. If you dare to touch a single finger of mine, even your boss won't be able to protect you! You better think carefully."
Lu Wanhua maintained his indifferent expression and said lightly, "The Zhang family is nothing to fear."
Especially his dismissive attitude made Mo Jialong involuntarily give Lu Wanhua a thumbs-up.
Immediately after, dozens of security guards swarmed forward and pinned Zhang Yehao and the others to the ground.
As a scion of a prominent family, Zhang Yehao possessed some martial arts skills, but even the best fighter cannot win against many. He quickly lost the ability to resist.
Zhang Yehao panicked, "I am a direct descendant of the Zhang family. If you dare to touch me, I guarantee the Zhang family will destroy you!"
"Crack!"
A security guard brought down a club.
"Ah!"
Zhang Yehao let out a heart-wrenching scream, and one of his legs lost all sensation.