The door-to-door son-in-law is a wealthy family

The entire Tianzhou may not have such a wealthy daughter, but how can such an extraordinary beauty come to help him?

Hearing the words of the mysterious beauty, Kuang Yunzhi couldn't believe it, envy, jealousy and hatred welled up in his heart.

He glared at Xia Fan, and then said loudly to the mysterious beauty: "Miss, you don't need to help this kind of thing, you don't know who he is, right? He is a famous person, nicknamed Wannian Ruanfan king!"

"Not only has he been a door-to-door son-in-law, but he has also eaten soft food for more than ten years, don't you think so?"

He turned to look around.

Everyone nodded their heads with sarcasm on their faces.

The mysterious beauty sneered coldly: "I don't care if he is a softie or not, anyway, I like to see injustice, and if you don't like it, why don't you hurry up and get out?!"

She lifted a finger and flicked it lightly.

A burly man walked up to Kuang Yunzhi's luxury car and kicked it! !

boom!
So he kicked the front of the car so that a hole appeared.

The whole car slid out four or five meters.

This foot strength made the legs of the security guards around him feel weak.

Xia Fan also frowned.

Sure enough, it has extraordinary strength!
This kind of bodyguard is definitely not something that ordinary wealthy daughters can afford.

Kuang Yunzhi's face turned pale, he nodded straightly, pointed at Xia Fan fiercely, and said coldly: "Sure enough, you are worthy of being the king of soft rice for ten thousand years. There are people who will support you wherever you go. Unfortunately, no matter how much you support, you are just a mere fool." Little boy, you eat soft food!"

"Men all over the world look down on you."

After talking about the scene, he quickly got into his car and drove away without daring to claim compensation.

The melon eaters dispersed with inexplicable emotions.

Xia Fan took a deep look at the mysterious beauty, nodded slightly, turned around and walked in.

Behind, came the somewhat unhappy voice of the mysterious beauty: "I helped you, don't you even say thank you? You don't even ask who I am?"

Xia Fan couldn't help but stop, and frowned again.

This beauty, if you just say why you don't thank her, it's easy to understand, but add another sentence: why don't you ask who she is.

This sounds a little awkward.

Seems like you've known him for a long time?
Even, some origins? !

Xia Fan turned around and smiled at her: "Thank you for helping me. As for who you are, it's not appropriate to ask too much when we meet by chance, and with your attitude, you must be superior."

"Obviously I can't afford to offend you, so naturally I dare not ask, so leave it alone."

He cupped his hands, turned around and walked in.

From behind, came a few burly guys scolding him, saying that he was ignorant, that he dared to offend the young lady, that he was so daring, and asked him to kneel down and apologize! !
Xia Fan sneered, pretended not to hear, and continued walking in.

Behind, came the sound of hurried footsteps.

Obviously, those burly, powerful bodyguards with superb kung fu were going to rush up and beat him up.

Xia Fan exerted all his strength, ready to fight.

Just right, practice!
The voice of the mysterious beauty came again: "Okay, don't worry about him, the mountain will never change, Xia Fan, we will meet again, you are a bit interesting."

Xia Fan was taken aback.

What is the origin of this beauty?
Although it is not surprising to be able to call him by name, after all, just now so many people called him Wannian Ruanfan Wang and brought out his name.

But hearing the name of the mysterious beauty, it seems that he already knew who he was.

With many mysteries in mind, Xia Fan walked into Huahua Nightclub and greeted a welcoming lady.

Under her leadership, they came to a spacious and comfortable booth.

Nightclubs are roughly divided into four types of leisure areas.

The simplest one is the bar counter, usually single customers have a drink, maybe they can even get a girl.

The second type is scattered tables, only a small table, no chairs to sit on, standing there drinking and chatting.

The third type is a half booth, a row of leather chairs against the wall, but only two or three people can sit, and the others have to stand.

The last one is the deck that Xia Fan was given, also known as the BOSS deck.

With a spacious sofa, a dozen or twenty people can be seated casually.

Yue Tianpeng's handwriting is not small, and the minimum consumption of this kind of boss station is [-] to [-].

But at this time, he was not inside.

There were only four or five people sitting on the sofa.

One of them is the previous Kuang Yunzhi.

Gritting his teeth, and with an exaggerated tone, he told his buddies what happened at the gate just now.

Those buddies were obviously also young and old from a rich family, and they all complained about him, scolding Wannian Ruanfan Wang bloody.

Suddenly, several people saw that the person they were scolding was nearby.

Kuang Yunzhi stood up all of a sudden, and pointed at him with a clear face: "What's the matter, you came here again, do you want to taste how hard Lao Tzu's fist is?"

Then, he glanced behind him again and made a mockery: "Boy, you can't be the only one, I thought you had brought the realm of eating soft rice to the peak!"

"You can make the mysterious beauty agree to lend you the bodyguard and beat me up hard."

"As for the people, call them here."

He spread his hands, showing his arrogance.

Several other young and old also stood up one after another, staring at Xia Fan, insulting him all kinds of insults, almost rushing to kick him to the ground.

Xia Fan sat down beside him with a blank expression, and poured himself a glass of wine.

He took a sip and said lightly: "They are all mature people, why are they still like elementary school students, jumping around at every turn, like a country shrew, talking bad things about people behind their backs."

"Excuse me, parents, didn't they teach you how to be human?"

Several young and old are showing their teeth and claws.

They picked up beer bottles one after another, pointed at Xia Fan, and said they wanted to beat him to death.

Especially Kuang Yunzhi!
He sneered and said, "Whether we have parents to discipline us or not is none of your business. I heard that you don't have parents, right? Just a shabby young man who is as destitute as a dog!"

"I still don't know where it came from, hahaha."

He threw back his head and laughed.

boom!
Xia Fan's face was livid, and he even showed a bit of murderous intent.

Damn Kuang Yunzhi!
Dare to uncover the deepest scar in his heart, blood dripping all of a sudden, and furious.

He grabbed a bottle of beer and smashed it hard, just hitting Kuang Yunzhi's throat.

This guy was laughing with his head up, his neck was completely exposed, and his Adam's apple was protruding.

Being hit by a heavy beer bottle, I almost fainted from the pain.

He grabbed his throat with both hands, coughed continuously, and spit out blood.

After taking a breath, he hissed, "Kill him, kill him!"

The young and old rushed towards Xia Fan quickly, raised the bottle high, and smashed it on his head.

Xia Fan sneered, grabbed another bottle of beer, and swung it at the bottle in their hands.

Bang bang.

The bottles of these guys were smashed by Xia Fan at once.

The bottle of beer in his hand was still intact.

Immediately afterwards, Xia Fan kicked out his big feet continuously.

Immediately, these guys flew out one after another.

Hitting on the sofa, the heavy sofa fell backwards, and all of a sudden, grief was everywhere.

People around looked over in panic.