88: Section 88

"You bastard, how dare you hit me? You'll have no way out, neither in heaven nor on earth!"

"Smack!"

With a crisp sound, Fang Hanfei was slapped several times, tumbling over.

He then had an intimate encounter with the wall.

"Did I tell you to speak?"

Xiao Fan calmly clapped his hands.

"Uncle Weng, Uncle Weng!"

Fang Hanfei turned around, shouting like a madman.

"Are you talking about that old guy? He tried to stop me when I first came in."

Xiao Fan pointed at the man lying on the ground, seemingly asleep.

"No, no, no! This is impossible... This is impossible..."

Fang Hanfei's face was filled with disbelief. To silently deal with a Xiantian expert, you'd need at least the strength of a Grandmaster, right?

Xiao Fan looked even younger than him. A Grandmaster expert so young?

Thinking of this, Fang Hanfei's scalp began to tingle.

"Xiao Fan, you don't know, he often comes to my company to harass me.

The trouble with my company last time, he was behind it."

Ran Qingyan walked forward, linking her arm with Xiao Fan's, recounting Fang Hanfei's various misdeeds.

Xiao Fan raised an eyebrow, looking at Fang Hanfei.

"Tell me, how do you want to die?"

Wanting to harm his woman, Xiao Fan couldn't think of any reason for Fang Hanfei to live.

"I was wrong, I was wrong, please give me a chance."

Fang Hanfei also realized that Xiao Fan was not to be trifled with.

Adhering to the principle that a wise man doesn't fight when the odds are against him, he repeatedly bowed and apologized to the two.

"There's no sincerity at all. Kneel!"

Chapter 77: Ruthless Fang Feiyu!

With Xiao Fan's stern shout, Fang Hanfei involuntarily knelt to the ground.

"Now that's more like it. An apology should look like an apology.

Once you're down there, you can slowly repent."

Xiao Fan walked in front of Fang Hanfei, his tone calm.

But the words he spoke sent shivers down Fang Hanfei's spine.

"You can't kill me, my father is Fang Feiyu.

You must have heard of my father's name. Give my father some face."

Facing Fang Hanfei, who was crawling over and tugging at his pant leg, Xiao Fan kicked him away.

"What Fang Feiyu? Never heard of him.

Does he think he ate a Face-Face Fruit? Is he worthy of me, Xiao Fan, giving him any face?"

Seeing that nothing he said worked, Fang Hanfei came up with a plan.

"You're not scared of my father, are you? Let me tell you, in Jiang Province, my father has never been afraid of anyone!

Do you dare let me make a call?"

"6."

Xiao Fan's reply was not very damaging, but extremely insulting.

Fang Hanfei's mood at this moment was like a mouse whose tail had been stepped on.

"Since you think you can, then call your father to come and meet me. Don't say I didn't give you a chance."

Xiao Fan just loved it when enemies saw hope.

And then he would cruelly crush that sliver of hope.

"Okay, you said it. No regrets!"

Fang Hanfei, afraid that Xiao Fan would regret it, quickly pulled out his phone and dialed Fang Feiyu's number.

"Dad, someone hit me, boo-hoo-hoo."

As soon as the call connected, Fang Hanfei started to play the victim.

Fang Feiyu heard that someone dared to touch his son and immediately became displeased.

He didn't bother to ask anything else.

"Where are you? I'll bring people over right away!"

"I'm at Qingyan Technology Company. Come quickly."

"Beep beep beep."

After the call was hung up, the stone in Fang Hanfei's heart finally fell.

His father was an old Grandmaster expert.

In Jiang Province, there really weren't many people who dared not give his father some respect.

"Qingyan, my dear, I'll try your tea art to see how it is."

Xiao Fan disdained Fang Hanfei's call for backup.

In Jiang Province, anyone who dared to provoke the Xiao Family now had grass on their grave three zhang high.

After the two sat down, they slowly savored their tea.

This made Fang Hanfei, who was on the side, grit his teeth in frustration.

Before long, several middle-aged men burst in aggressively.

The leader's hairstyle was like a lion's mane; one look and it was clear he was not to be trifled with.

"Dad, I've finally waited for you."

Fang Hanfei, with snot and blood, was about to wipe himself on Fang Feiyu.

Unexpectedly, Fang Feiyu not only didn't pity him but kicked him to the ground.

Then he respectfully bowed to Xiao Fan.

"Greetings, Young Master Xiao!"

"Oh? So you know me."

Xiao Fan was a little surprised. He usually didn't attend many high-society banquets.

He didn't expect this person to actually recognize him.

"I had the honor of meeting Young Master Xiao at Secretary Xiao's birthday banquet two years ago.

I wonder what this waste did to displease Young Master Xiao."

Fang Feiyu looked at Xiao Fan, his words full of humility.

"This kid tried to harm my woman. What do you think should be done?"

Xiao Fan's cold voice made Fang Feiyu feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

He had thought Fang Hanfei had just been thoughtless and angered Xiao Fan.

He never expected his own son to be so audacious. This was big trouble now.

"Young Master Xiao..."

"Stop. Pleading is out of the question.

Considering he's your son, I'll give you a chance to do it yourself."

Xiao Fan interrupted Fang Feiyu, directly blocking his retreat.

As soon as these words were spoken, the expression on Fang Feiyu's face constantly changed,

Hesitation, reluctance, determination.

"Dad, I'm your son!"

Watching Fang Feiyu approach step by step, Fang Hanfei was so scared that he kept backing away.

Even his pants became wet.

Until he retreated to the corner...