The close-knit mad soldier of the beautiful president

Ye Tianhe is a warrior. Although he doesn't practice hard on weekdays, he still has good strength thanks to the many resources of the Ye family.

If it is against ordinary people, he can kick a disabled person with one kick.

The tense atmosphere made Wu Tianhao and the others all look like they were watching the show.

They have long been unhappy with Ye Feng, but they were worried that Xu Feifei's second daughter was here and did not turn against Ye Feng. Now that Ye Feng actually had a conflict with Ye Tianhe, they were eager to cheer and applaud and make things worse.

"Don't! Brother Ye, he's my friend. He bumped into Brother Ye just now because he just cared about me. Can you let him leave for my sake?"

At this time, Xu Feifei, who had always felt ashamed in her heart, suddenly stood up and stood between the two of them.

"Of course I have to give the face of a beautiful woman."

Ye Tianhe smirked, picked up the wine glass next to him, spat into it, and said, "Come on, drink this glass of wine, and I'll let him go immediately."

This extremely insulting action made Xu Feifei hesitate immediately.

"Brother Ye, this... is not very good!"

Wu Tianhao also came up and dissuaded him.

He didn't mind Ye Tianhe embarrassing Ye Feng, but Xu Feifei was someone he still wanted to pursue. Ye Tianhe humiliated Xu Feifei like this, which made him a little ugly.

"What? Do you want to drink for her?"

Ye Tianhe turned his head, his indifferent eyes made Wu Tianhao's complexion suddenly ugly.

Of course he can't drink for her.

The person he invited to have a good face turned out to be an embarrassing person, the woman he wanted to pursue, but now she was humiliated by others, which made Wu Tianhao feel like he had kicked on a rock.

I could only hug my feet and howl, but I couldn't find a stone to vent my anger.

He couldn't afford to offend Ye Tianhe, let alone the Ye family.

Wu Tianhao was silent.

"Beauty, have you made up your mind?" Ye Tianhe asked again.

Xu Feifei took the cup from Ye Tianhe's hand hesitantly, she didn't want Ye Feng to be troubled by her again.

Xu Feifei closed her eyes, and just as she was about to down this disgusting glass of wine, a strong hand grabbed her arm.

"I can handle it, trust me."

Patting Xu Feifei on the shoulder, Ye Feng showed a firm smile.

Few people can make him feel the feeling of being cared for.

Under Ye Feng's signal, Xu Feifei took a few steps back in a daze, allowing Ye Feng to stand in front of Ye Tianhe again.

"What? Are you not convinced? Believe it or not..."

Ye Tianhe wanted to continue talking, but the severe pain in his abdomen made him unable to make any sound.

Without any warning, Ye Feng put his foot on Ye Tianhe's stomach.

Instead of chasing after the victory, Ye Feng quietly waited for Ye Tianhe to react.

Beside, Wu Tianhao and the others were already dumbfounded by Ye Feng's sudden action.

In their eyes, the Ye family is inviolable. Let alone a beating, even a few words of verbal humiliation, if the Ye family finds out, they may have to pay a huge price.

However, Ye Feng did not have the slightest awareness of this.

"This guy is finished, he dared to hit Young Master Ye, tsk tsk!"

Wu Tianhao said something in silence.

"I'm fucking damn..."

After a long time, Ye Tianhe, who was slightly relieved from the pain, straightened up and wanted to take revenge.

He didn't believe that he would not be able to defeat Ye Feng. In his opinion, Ye Feng was just a male publicist with better health. He was a warrior. As long as he was prepared, he would never lose to Ye Feng.

However, Ye Tianhe just stood up straight, and before he could do other actions, he was slapped loudly on the face.

"You have to pay for what you did."

Ye Tianhe roared angrily, and then...

"Snapped!"

The burning pain on his cheek gave Ye Tianhe the illusion that he was in a dream.

He has grown up in his life, and he has never been slapped by anyone other than his own father, but the two consecutive slaps today made him doubt life.

And what puzzled him the most was that facing Ye Feng's left hand, he had no ability to resist at all, and could only accept the beating passively.

"you……"

This time, Ye Tianhe didn't choose to continue scolding, but the treatment he received was still the same.

Another slap came, and Ye Tianhe's neck twitched.

"I……"

"Snapped!"

"stop!"

"Snapped!"

"Your uncle's..."

"Snapped!"

……

In the following time, as long as Ye Tianhe opened his mouth, he would be slapped on the face, and every time Ye Feng was slapped on the right cheek, he didn't have the slightest thought of balancing left and right.

After more than a dozen slaps in a row, Ye Tianhe's right cheek had already swelled into a red envelope visible to the naked eye, and there were a few teeth stained with blood on the ground.

Wu Tianhao and the others at the side couldn't be more surprised by this scene.

In their eyes, Ye Feng was like a stern father who was teaching his disobedient son a lesson, and Ye Tianhe, who acted as the son, didn't know what was going on, so he just stood there in a daze, not knowing what was going on. Dodge, just focus on cursing.

Finally, after Ye Feng calmly waved his hand again, a hint of surprise appeared on his face, not for anything else, just because...

Ye Tianhe actually avoided his slap!

When he looked in front of him again, Ye Tianhe knelt down without knowing why.

"Brother... brother, I was wrong, you let... let me go!"

Ye Tianhe has already lost control of his emotions. He has never been so angry in his life since he was a child, so that his tears flowed uncontrollably.

Beside, Lu Xiaoxin, who had long since lost expectations of Ye Feng, looked at this scene with rolling eyes.

Once upon a time, this scene was so similar to when the third young master of the Ye family knelt down.

Facing Ye Tianhe's pleading, Ye Feng just stretched out his right hand suddenly.

This simple action made Ye Tianhe tremble like a conditioned reflex. When he looked carefully, he found that Ye Feng was still holding the glass of wine that he had spit on.

"Drink him."

Ye Feng's eyes were indifferent.

"Brother, I really know I was wrong, please let me go! I won't dare again."

Ye Tianhe looked at the cloudy wine glass and shrank his neck, feeling a little sick.

Without any nonsense, Ye Feng slapped Ye Tianhe on the left cheek with his backhand.

The huge force caused Ye Tianhe's body to fall to the right in an instant, hitting the ground, and the dull sound made the people watching beside him feel a sharp pain.

And Ye Tianhe, who received the slap forcefully, was on the verge of fainting at this time, but the bursting pain on his cheek stimulated his nerves all the time, keeping him awake.

When he struggled and turned over on the ground, exposing the left side of his face that was slapped by Ye Feng to everyone's eyes, there was a sudden gasp.