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Ji Zichu looked up and down at Ye Feng. He was just a gigolo, but he dared to talk to him like that.

So damn funny!

He pointed at Ye Feng with a stern look on his face: "A useless gigolo, what are you trying to do in front of me?"

Ye Feng snorted angrily, "If you dare to hold a meeting for the dead souls of Yuan Beichen, will I let you go?"

"Mr. Ji, am I right? Damn it, you invited a big guy to come to your party to dance, but you danced for a dead man. I feel so fucking sick just thinking about it, just ask the big guy , who wouldn’t respond?”

Ye Feng said dirty words, and Ji Zichu's eyes narrowed slightly, with a cold light coming out.

"Ge Ying, kid, ask me, who in the hall dares to say Ge Ying?"

Ji Zichu's status in Sanhan City was very high, so the dancing men and women naturally did not dare to come forward.

Even business bosses such as Xu Fuzhong did not dare to offend Ji Zichu rashly.

Seeing the Scarlet Flame King being provoked, Jiang Shuidong naturally would not stand idly by. He coughed and walked out.

"Master Ji, let me tell you that if you have a good relationship with Yuan Beichen, you can go to the grave to pay homage. If Master Yuan likes to dance, you can burn a few beauties tied with paper, but there is no need to do this."

Ji Zichu Leng stared at Jiang Shuidong with an unhappy look on his face.

"When the Jiang family leader said this, it means he feels resentful, right? The Jiang family leader won't be so disrespectful to me, right?"

Jiang Shuidong had a high status in Sanhan City and was secretly a star master of the Black Clothes Palace. Naturally, he would not take Ji Zichu's threat seriously.

"It's really embarrassing, Mr. Ji. If I knew your true purpose of holding the cocktail party, I would not come to attend."

"You..." Jiang Shuidong didn't give him any face, which made Ji Zichu very angry.

Ye Feng sneered coldly.

"Mr. Ji, have you seen that I am not the only one who says Ge Ying? Others also feel Ge Ying in their hearts, but they just dare not say it because of your face. I have already scolded you hundreds of times in my heart. You did it, what the hell do you call your mother?"

After being provoked by a gigolo, Ji Zichu couldn't bear it anymore and he already had the idea of ​​destroying Ye Feng.

"Boy, do you know what you are doing now?"

"Humph, Mr. Ji, I haven't finished speaking yet. Why are you interrupting? Since you invited Yuan Beichen here, if you don't hug him and dance a song, this guy won't leave. He will be there. It's floating in this hall."

After Ye Feng said these words, everyone in the hall subconsciously looked up, with a strange look in their eyes.

Ji Zichu clenched his fists and suddenly smiled at Ye Feng.

"I really didn't expect that I, the young master of the Ji family in Sanhan City, would be provoked by a gigolo. Haha, people may not believe it if I tell you."

clap clap clap!

Ji Zichu clapped his hands three times, and six or seven men in suits standing around all ran over and surrounded Ye Feng.

Ji Zichu sneered.

"Boy, how arrogant you were just now will lead to how miserable you will be next. I'll give you two ways to go. The first way is to hold Mr. Yuan's spiritual tablet, walk around the place for me, and then kneel down to apologize."

Ye Feng smiled: "What about the second way?"

"The second way is, I'll beat you until you can't take care of yourself. Tell me, which way do you choose?"

Ye Feng looked amused.

"Of course I chose the first path. The second path is too scary. Who wants to be unable to take care of themselves in this life."

The fat-bellied Xu Fuzhong snorted, his face filled with a look of deep disdain.

"You kid jumped out to challenge Mr. Ji. I thought you were so awesome. But now it seems that you are just a second-rate guy. Hurry up and take action."

The dancing men and women around him all looked at her with disdain.

Lin Xue shook her head slightly. Ye Feng was playing with Mr. Ji. If this continues, he might not even know how Mr. Ji died in the end.

Jiang Shuidong's mouth curved. Ji Zichu's biggest mistake was to endorse Yuan Beichen.

He didn't even think about it, would an ordinary gigolo dare to provoke him like this?

Young people still lack experience!

Facing the extremely arrogant Ji Zichu, Ye Feng's inner anger reached the extreme.

"Okay, then I will bring Mr. Yuan's spiritual tablet over first."

Ye Feng took Yuan Beichen's spiritual tablet and then walked up to Ji Zichu. Ji Zichu still held his head high, completely unaware of the approaching danger.

Ye Feng raised the spiritual card, and suddenly, it hit Ji Zichu hard on the head.

Ji Zichu never expected that Ye Feng would suddenly attack. He was unprepared and flew forward, hitting the wine cabinet heavily.

The valuable red wines placed on the wine cabinet fell down one after another, and the sound of smashing wine bottles resounded in the air.

Ye Feng's behavior without warning shocked the men and women around him. They all opened their mouths and stared at each other.

A dancing boy actually beat Master Ji. This is too fake!

Several bodyguard subordinates of Ji Zichu reacted and were shocked. They hurried over and pulled out Ji Zichu who fell under the wine cabinet.

Ji Zichu's face was covered with blood, and his face was deformed by anger.

"What the hell are you bodyguards doing standing around like that? If you don't beat this gigolo today, he can't take care of himself. Get out of here immediately."

Upon hearing the master's order, several bodyguards jumped out at the same time and surrounded Ye Feng with their fists raised.

Ye Feng was not merciless. He held Yuan Beichen's spiritual tablet in his hand and smashed it at the rushing bodyguard.

From time to time, several bodyguards were beaten with bloody heads and fell to the ground.

Yuan Beichen's spiritual tablet also became tattered. Ye Feng threw the spiritual tablet on the ground, stepped on it, and walked to Ji Zichu.

At this time, Ji Zichu realized that the man in front of him was not as simple as a gigolo at all.

"Who are you?" Ji Zichu's eyes were filled with fear.

"Ji Zichu, do you deserve to know who I am? You must also know who Yuan Beichen is secretly."

Ji Zichu's eyes flickered a little, and he shook his head and said, "I, I don't know."

Seeing Ji Zichu's sneaky eyes, Ye Feng knew that this Ji Zichu knew everything.

Boom!

A flying kick knocked Ji Zichu upside down.

There was another exclamation in the reception hall!

Ye Feng's big foot stepped on Ji Zichu's chest.

"I don't know, your eyes are so sneaky, I think you know everything. You even held a fucking cocktail party for Yuan Beichen, are you sick?"

Ye Feng exerted force on his feet, and Ji Zichu suddenly lay on the ground, clenching his fists tightly.

Having someone step on your chest is simply a shame and humiliation!

Today, there is no definite evidence to prove the relationship between Ji Zichu and Satan's Spear. Moreover, Ji Zichu cannot be killed in front of so many people.

Bad influence.

Ye Feng moved his feet away from Ji Zichu's chest.

"Everyone, keep drinking and dancing, don't let me influence you." Ye Feng said with a smile.

The gigolos, dancers, and bosses all looked at each other in confusion.

Ji Zichu has been beaten to the point where he can no longer take care of himself, but he is still not affected by you. How funny.

Suddenly, a man's voice sounded in the air.

"Old man of the Ji family, Ji Zhongda."