C243 I'll Beat You to Death
C243 I'll Beat You to Death
Then, he slowly tasted it.
"It tastes pretty good." Lin Fei said to himself.
Zhao Quan was getting more and more scared.
Lin Fei was angry. If he gave him two kicks and gave him two big slaps, he would feel more at ease.
However, Lin Fei did not do anything. He just quietly drank the juice.
He was afraid that his whole body would tremble!
"Uncle, I am your nephew, Peng Jiawei." Peng Jiawei's face was swollen like a fermented bun. His mouth vaguely said these words.
Zhao Quan kept slapping his nephew Peng Jiawei's big mouth.
In Songjiang City, he could settle anyone that his nephew, Peng Jiawei, provoked.
However, he could not settle the matter with Lin Fei.
Previously, when he was having dinner with Mingyue on the Ocean, his eldest brother, Yang Bao, told him that Lin Fei couldn't even afford to offend the Thunder Duke of Jianghai Province.
In front of Lin Fei, a small figure like him couldn't even be considered a small fry.
Just a word from Lin Fei could make him die without a burial ground.
His nephew, Peng Jiawei, was nothing!
Peng Hui and Zhang Mingyang... The two of them were like statues, standing there motionlessly.
What happened in front of them was the complete opposite of what they had imagined.
In their imagination, Zhao Quan had come.
Lin Fei would be beaten to death like a dog.
Furthermore, their boss, Peng Jiawei, would personally break both of Lin Fei's legs.
How could they have imagined that Zhao Quan would come and continuously slap Peng Jiawei's big mouth?
"Kneel!"
After Zhao Quan slapped his nephew Peng Jiawei's big mouth more than twenty times, he stopped and widened his eyes as he shouted at his nephew Peng Jiawei.
"Uncle, I won't kneel even if I die." Peng Jiawei straightened his neck and said stubbornly.
"Alright. Today, if you don't kneel in front of Master Lin and beg for his forgiveness, I will beat you to death." Zhao Quan picked up a chair and smashed it on his nephew, Peng Jiawei.
Bang!
After the chair hit Peng Jiawei's body.
The chair broke into several pieces.
But even so, Zhao Quan did not plan to let his nephew Peng Jiawei go.
"You guys beat him to death. When will he be willing to kneel in front of Master Lin and beg Master Lin to forgive him? When will you stop?" Zhao Quan waved his hand and called a few of his subordinates to beat up his nephew, Peng Jiawei.
Peng Jiawei was so scared that all the hair on his body stood up.
He did not expect his uncle, Zhao Quan, to be so fierce.
Not long after.
Zhao Quan's subordinates started beating Peng Jiawei up.
"Ahhh..." Peng Jiawei was like a pig waiting to be slaughtered. He screamed in pain, and his body bent like a shrimp.
On the other side.
Lin Fei held a glass of fruit juice and carefully tasted it. He had an intoxicated expression on his face.
Zhao Quan walked in front of Lin Fei with fear in his heart.
Smack!
Zhao Quan slapped his own face.
Zhao Quan exerted all his strength in this slap.
The reason he did this was to calm Lin Fei down.
After that, Zhao Quan bowed 90 degrees to Lin Fei and said sincerely, "Master Lin , I was blind. I let someone smash your hotel. I will double your losses."
Seeing this, everyone's jaws almost dropped to the ground.
Zhao Quan was a famous big shot in Songjiang City.
How could he possibly be so respectful and afraid of Lin Fei, a young man in his twenties?
How terrifying was the background of this young man in his twenties?
However, when they thought of this, cold sweat broke out all over their bodies.