C1796 He Has a Lot of Connections
C1796 He Has a Lot of Connections
"Un." Wen Heeming nodded.
With Wang Da by his side, Wen Heeming felt much more at ease.
"Amazing!" Zhong Yuanshan gave Wang Da two thumbs up.
At this moment, Zhong Yuanshan's eyes were filled with killing intent.
Just now, that damned little bastard Lin Fei had made him lose all his face.
Later on, he would personally witness how that damn little bastard Lin Fei died in Wang Da's hands.
"Yuanshan, let's go!" Wen Heeming took the lead and walked into the Qianshan Hotel.
The others followed closely behind Wen Heeming.
At this moment.
The captain of the Qianshan Hotel's security team, huang Songcheng, lowered his head and ran over with his waist bent.
"Huang Songcheng, have you finished what this young master asked you to do?" Zhong Yuanshan glanced at Huang Songcheng and asked proudly.
"Young master, that damned little bastard. Now, he is in private room 8888." Huang Song Cheng quickly replied.
Just now, Zhong Yuanshan had asked Huang Song Cheng to investigate Lin Fei's whereabouts.
Therefore.
Now, huang Song Cheng would say such a thing.
"The other party has quite the background!" Zhong Ming snorted disdainfully.
Wen Heeming smiled without saying anything.
No matter who the other party was, he would make sure that the other party would die without a burial ground today.
"Dad, no matter how powerful the other party is, does his background have the same background as my Uncle Wen?" Zhong Yuanshan pointed at Wen Heeming and said with a smile.
In Zhong Yuanshan's opinion, Lin Fei was just an ant in front of his uncle, Wen Heeming. His uncle, Wen Heeming, could easily pinch Lin Fei to death.
Beside Zhong Yuanshan, the other rich second generations all agreed with him.
"Just now, that little bastard who offended us, he is far from being as good as Wen Heeming. If Wen Heeming wants to kill him, it will be as easy as pinching a bug to death."
"That damned little bastard. No matter how powerful his background is, he's not as powerful as Wen Heeming. He's going to die for sure!"
"If you ask me, that damn little bastard doesn't even have the qualifications to carry Wen Heeming's shoes."
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Upon hearing these words, Wen Heeming raised his head high. His face was filled with pride!
Next to Zhong Yuanshan, the other rich second generations' bootlicking made Wen Heeming very happy.
"Everyone, follow me. Later, I'll show everyone how I, Wen Heeming, kill people." Wen Heeming started walking towards room 8888.
Very quickly.
Wen Heeming's group of people walked to the door of room 8888.
Behind Wen Heeming.
Zhong Yuanshan was so excited that he felt as if his body had been electrocuted.
"Little bastard, you didn't expect me to find my Uncle Wen to take revenge on you, did you?" Zhong Yuanshan stared at room 8888 and thought to himself while gnashing his teeth in anger.
"How dare a young man hit my son? He doesn't know what death is." Zhong Ming shouted.
The breathing of the others became hot.
At this time, the image of Lin Fei's tragic death appeared in their minds.
Wen Heeming had come.
How could Lin Fei possibly survive?
"Zhong Ming, did you forget what I told you before? Even if Mount Tai collapses before your eyes, you still have to remain calm." Wen Heeming turned to Zhong Ming and said with a smile.
"Wen Heeming, I will slowly learn from you." Zhong Ming said with embarrassment.
Zhong Yuanshan looked at Wen Heeming with burning eyes. His eyes were like those of a crazy fan looking at his only idol.
Beside Zhong Yuanshan, the other rich second generations stared at Wen Heeming and couldn't help but exclaim.
"A big shot is a big shot, his aura is too strong!"
"In this life, if I could become a big shot like Wen Heeming, how great would that be!"
"Wen Heeming is emitting the aura of a superior being. It makes us admire him!"
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At this moment, Wen Heeming had become Zhong Yuanshan's only idol.
Wen Heeming had also become the only idol of the other rich second generations.
"Wang Da, I'll leave it to you." Wen Heeming took two steps back. He looked at Wang Da, who was like a small hill, and said faintly.
"Boss, I understand." Wang Da nodded.
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After saying that, wang Da kicked the door of room 8888.
Boom!
Instantly.
The 8888 door collapsed.
Zhong Yuanshan ran like a rabbit into room 8888.
"Little bastard, we meet again." Zhong Yuanshan stood in front of Lin Fei and cursed.
However.
Lin Fei ignored Zhong Yuanshan. He picked up a dish with his chopsticks and put it into his mouth unhurriedly.
Seeing this scene, Zhong Yuanshan was so shocked that his jaw almost fell to the ground.
It was already at this time.
Lin Fei still acted as if nothing had happened.
How could this be?
Bang! Bang! Bang!
In the blink of an eye.
The other rich second generations also ran in front of Lin Fei.
At the same time.
Wen Heeming shook his head at the door of the private room.
"Zhong Ming, your son, Yuanshan, is still not calm enough. Go and trample an ant to death. Does he need to be so anxious?" Wen Heeming looked at Zhong Ming and said with a sneer.
"Wen Heeming, just now, my son, Yuanshan was beaten by that damn dog bastard. He wants to kill that damn dog bastard as soon as possible." Zhong Ming explained.
"Let's go in!" Wen Heeming held his head high and walked into the private room.
"Okay." Zhong Ming also walked into the private room.
At this time, in the private room, Zhong Yuanshan stared at Lin Fei's eyes, which were blood-red.
Originally, he thought that Lin Fei would be scared out of his wits when he walked in front of Lin Fei with his people.
However, when he walked in front of Lin Fei with his men, Lin Fei didn't even look at him. Lin Fei was still in the mood to eat.
This made Zhong Yuanshan very unhappy.
Behind Zhong Yuanshan, the other rich second generations glared at Lin Fei. Their fists were clenched so hard that cracking sounds could be heard.
"Little bastard, stop pretending." Ma Juncai shouted.
Just now, Lin Fei threw him onto the wall and knocked him out.
However, after Lin Fei left, he woke up.
Zhong Yuanshan prepared to send him to the hospital.
However, he refused.
The reason why he refused to go to the hospital.
That was because he wanted to see Lin Fei die a horrible death with his own eyes.
Wen Heeming and Wang Da stood behind Zhong Yuanshan and the others. Their vision was blocked, and they couldn't see Lin Fei.
Therefore, Wen Heeming didn't panic at all.
"Wang Da, bring me a chair. I want to see how long that little bastard can pretend." Wen Heeming said with a smile.
Soon.
Wang Da brought over a chair and placed it under Wen Heeming's butt.
Wen Heeming sat down on the chair.
"Zhong Yuanshan, how dare you! Get lost!" In the private room, Liu Qi suddenly stood up from his chair. He stared at Zhong Yuanshan and scolded him.
"Liu Qi, who do you think you are? How dare you talk to me like that?" Zhong Yuanshan shouted.