870: Chapter 864: Became a Clown?
870: Chapter 864: Became a Clown?
Late April, as May approached in Nangang, the weather had completely warmed up, with the cozy sun shining down on the earth, making people who wore too much feel a hint of heat.
Today, the Zhang family’s residence in Nangang was exceptionally lively.
As one of the five major business families in Nangang, the birthday banquet for the family’s elder, Zhang Manshan, was certainly a grand affair.
Many prominent business families in Nangang were invited to attend the banquet.
Around ten in the morning, the Zhang family estate began to bustle.
One after another, luxury cars that could only be seen at car shows or even on television drove into the estate, keeping all the bodyguards and servants of the Zhang family busy.
The entire Zhang residence was instantly imbued with the atmosphere of the birthday banquet.
Within the expansive Zhang family estate, there were six luxurious villas, sports fields, and a complete range of leisure and entertainment facilities.
This level of extravagant living was beyond the reach of ordinary people in their entire lifetime.
The birthday banquet for the elder Zhang was held in Villa No.
3, which was often used for various banquets and cocktail parties.
Today, for Elder Zhang’s birthday, the Zhang family had invited almost all the famous chefs of Nangang.
Moreover, all the waitresses bustling inside Villa No.
3 were women, dressed in red cheongsams, each looking quite pleasing to the eye.
As today was Zhang Manshan’s banquet, and he needed to entertain many guests, Ye Chenfeng aimlessly wandered around Villa No.
3, feeling bored.
After the banquet was over and he had received the medicinal materials from Zhang Manshan’s hands, Chenfeng planned to leave immediately.
Since there were people from the Zhang family who disliked him, he was not one to warmly slap a cold butt.
“That’s the guy who bullied me just now, causing my grandpa to give me a good scolding,” Zhang Qingqing looked around outside Villa No.
3 and fixed her gaze upon Ye Chenfeng, striding over to him with an aggressive air.
Two teenagers, about eighteen or nineteen years old, followed beside Zhang Qingqing—one was fairly burly, the other slim and with a monkey-like face.
Both were roughly the same age as Zhang Qingqing.
After Zhang Qingqing glared at Ye Chenfeng in discontent, the burly boy arrogantly said, “Bro, I heard Qingqing say you’re from Capital City?
This is Nangang, not Capital City.
Besides, what kind of skill is it for a man to bully a woman?
Do you know who I am?
I am Luo Zhiyuan of the Luos in Nangang.
My brother is Luo Yongtian, a proud son of heaven among Nangang’s youth.
I advise you to bow your head and apologize to Qingqing.”
After Luo Zhiyuan’s haughty declaration, the slim, monkey-faced boy hastily piped up, “I won’t waste words with you.
I’m Wang Kejun of the Wang family in Nangang.
My brother is Wang Zidong.
Qingqing has always been the little princess in our circle.
If my bro and the others find out you’ve bullied Qingqing, no matter if you’re a top-tier young master from Capital City or useless trash, we’ll make sure you regret it.”
It seemed Luo Zhiyuan and Wang Kejun had feelings for Zhang Qingqing.
After the two threatened Ye Chenfeng, Qingqing stared at him triumphantly, wanting to see Chenfeng look deflated.
Unfortunately for her, Chenfeng’s face remained calm and composed; to him, Luo Zhiyuan and Wang Kejun were nothing more than two immature brats.
“Are you done with your nonsense?
If you are, get lost,” Ye Chenfeng said lightly, without raising his voice, a faint smile on his face.
“You’ve really got some nerve.
It seems like you won’t apologize to Qingqing until you learn your lesson the hard way,” Luo Zhiyuan prepared to make a move against Ye Chenfeng, clenching his fists.
“Zhiyuan, just teach this annoying guy a simple lesson.
Don’t break his bones or anything.
It’s just that this guy has ill intentions towards my sister,” said Zhang Qingqing with a smile.
“Zhiyuan, this kid shouldn’t last more than two moves against you, right?” Wang Kejun also jeered.
Chenfeng shook his head helplessly in his heart.
How had he harbored any ill intentions towards Zhang Qingqing’s sister, Zhang Xiaoyun?
He genuinely suspected that Zhang Qingqing suffered from delusions.
Zhang Qingqing had been targeting him repeatedly today, which had already started to irk Chenfeng.
Now seeing Luo Zhiyuan advancing to attack him, Chenfeng saw no reason to be polite.
“Boy, come to the side with me.
If you’re a man, let’s see who’s better with our fists,” Luo Zhiyuan roughly reached to grab Ye Chenfeng’s collar.
This caused Ye Chenfeng to frown slightly.
Just as Luo Zhiyuan’s palm was about to touch Chenfeng’s collar, although Zhang Qingqing and Wang Kejun thought Chenfeng would be dragged away by Luo Zhiyuan—they both knew Luo Zhiyuan’s strength.
He had been personally trained by his brother, Luo Yongtian, so his skills were no doubt impressive.
However, the next second.
“Bang!” Luo Zhiyuan’s body violently flew backwards for about ten meters, crashing to the ground like a dead pig.
Zhang Qingqing and Wang Kejun were utterly stunned; they hadn’t seen Ye Chenfeng make a move.
It seemed as though Luo Zhiyuan had flown out on his own.
Ye Chenfeng’s icy gaze settled on Zhang Qingqing and Wang Kejun, saying, “Don’t try to test my patience.
Do you know what the result will be if you cross my bottom line?
Death!”