Chapter 251

Ye Fan is still too young and impulsive. At this time, Ye Fan can't force Lin Feihang so unreasonable when Lin Feihang gives way.

Mr. Wu knows what his granddaughter looks like.

Ye Fan not only won't win Wu Bingyu's favor, but also makes Wu Bingyu hate Ye Fan and think ye fan is a person who doesn't know the general.

It will make many elites of the upper class in Jiangbei feel that ye fan is too arrogant.

Therefore, Mr. Wu must open his mouth and suppress it. He is also pulling Ye Fan. Don't let Ye Fan make any mistakes at that time.

After hearing the scolding of old man Wu, Ye Fan really converged a lot, so he smiled at old man Wu and said, "Grandpa Wu, in fact, I don't mean anything else. I just want to have a fair competition with Lin Feihang."

Ye Fan looked at Lin Feihang coldly, then sneered and said, "Lin Feihang, don't you know a little about Guqin skills?"

"I happen to know a little about Guqin skills."

"We might as well have a competition here."

"What do you think?"

Ye Fan raised his mouth and looked at Lin Feihang with disdain.

Ye Fan doesn't care about the elite ideas of the upper class in Jiangbei City, because ye fan believes that as long as he shows his strong ability, these people will all crawl at his feet and be subdued by him!

These people are usually timid and cruel!

As the son of luck and the protagonist of the world, does Ye Fan care about the thoughts of these little people?

Hearing this, Lin Feihang shook his head and said, "Ye Fan, you are really boring sometimes."

Lin Feihang, who didn't want to do it, raised his head and looked straight at Ye Fan. He said calmly, "the reason why I don't want to do it is because I'm afraid you won't have the face to do it again after I do it."

"In fact, I wanted to leave you some face. After all, you are a guest invited by grandpa Lu."

"But when you see that I ignore you, you think I'm afraid of you? Don't be so unreasonable."

"You're beating yourself in the face."

Lin Feihang said calmly.

Lin Feihang, who also has piano, chess, calligraphy and painting and advanced skills, won't be afraid of Ye Fan.

Because their skills are advanced skills, that is to say, they belong to the same level. They can be said to be equally divided.

This is not to say that he is better than luck and martial arts, but his talent. If he is better than talent, Lin Feihang naturally doesn't shoot Ye Fan. Even now he wants to shout: "go to talent!"

After hearing Lin Feihang's arrogant words, Ye Fan sneered. Recently, with a playful irony, Ye Fan said, "Yo, you still crush me?"

When ye fan heard Lin Feihang's arrogant words, he immediately smiled. Ye Fan looked at Lin Feihang with a mocking face and said, "Lin Feihang, what cow are you blowing?"

"I don't need you to save me this face. Show me your real strength and let's have a fair duel!"

"Please."

Ye Fan's eyes were full of cold. He directly made an invitation gesture to Lin Feihang!

What ye fan is most afraid of is that someone installs B in front of him, because those who install B in front of him end up being slapped in the face by him. If they point their backs, they will be directly abandoned by themselves, without exception!

Lin Feihang looked at Ye Fan with a sneer and said, "since you want to, I'll help you."

At the moment, a glimmer of light flashed in Lin Feihang's eyes. The battle was fifty-five, and even said it could be a draw. The winner is still unknown.

But for such a moment, Lin Feihang wanted to pull his ass with a knife and open his eyes to Ye Fan, but suddenly his brain was so smart. For a moment, he thought of a good opportunity to set Ye Fan.

And Ye Fan took the initiative to send him this time!

Lin Feihang just needs to seize this good opportunity!

Ye Fan will never be able to turn over any waves in Jiangbei City from now on

Lin Feihang immediately looked at Ye Fan and said with a sneer, "Ye Fan, since you want to compare Guqin with me so much, I will follow your wishes and I will compare with you."

Lin Feihang stared at Ye Fan closely, and his voice was even colder. "However, we can't compete alone. There's no color head. Isn't it meaningless to compete like this?"

"Ye Fan, dare you bet with me?"

Ye Fan doesn't know that Lin Feihang suddenly wants to add some color head. Is he painting a trick!

Then ye fan asked coldly, "Lin Feihang, what do you want to bet?"

Ye Fan frowned and looked at Lin Feihang coldly.

Ye Fan has full confidence in himself.

And he thinks he can crush Lin Feihang!

Lin Feihang must also know that his skills are superb, but why should Lin Feihang be so stupid as to add color?

Something's wrong!

Ye Fan thought for a long time and didn't want to understand what it was for!

At the moment, he was too lazy to think. Anyway, Lin Feihang would lose.

Lin Feihang looked at Ye Fan with his eyes full of light, and his voice said coldly: "whoever loses this time will not be able to return to Jiangbei City for life. I'll ask you if you dare to gamble with me!"

Never return to Jiangbei City for life, which means that as long as Lin Feihang doesn't leave the city, Ye Fan will never hurt him!

"I'll go. It's exciting enough."

At the moment, Wu Xiaoming has a look of not afraid of big things. When he hears the speech, his eyes brighten.

He is Wu Zhonghao's second son. Today, he has been drinking with several rich second generation.

He was so lively, and this time it happened to Lin Feihang, who was a child of another family in his parents' mouth.

Although he played with Lin Feihang from childhood, he didn't obey Lin Feihang from childhood.

At the moment, Wu Xiaoming even admired Lin Feihang. He was even very excited. He gave Lin Feihang a thumbs up and praised him: "Lin Feihang, I underestimated you before, or are you fierce enough, a man."

"I support you!"

With that, Wu Xiaoming swept Ye Fan with great interest, then opened his mouth and said with a smile: "I say ye fan, do you dare to bet with Lin Feihang?"

"Didn't you run on Lin Feihang just now?"

"Aren't you a counselor now?"

"Xiao Ming, what are you doing?"

Looking at Wu Xiaoming's chatter, Master Wu's face pulled down directly. His grandson really doesn't have a head. Now in this situation, he even wants hard steel Ye Fan!

Mr. Wu looked directly at his son. The meaning in his eyes was to say, your own son, you take care of yourself!