Instead of being angry, Wen Bai Yi laughed happily.

In the capital, someone yelled to let him go.

He found it very novel.

He leaned on the window, looked at Chen Ziyun curiously and asked, "which young master?"

"Chen family!" Chen Ziyun arrogantly said: "if you don't want to cause trouble for yourself, just go away. This matter has nothing to do with you. Don't make trouble for yourself."

Wen Bai Yi laughed again, nodded and said, "it's Chen Jia."

"Are you afraid?" Chen Ziyun said in a high voice: "I'm afraid. What are you doing here? Go away

Wen Baiyi looked at him seriously: "you have said three" roll "words to me."

"So what?"

"Not so much." Wen Baiyi shook his head and said, "it's just that your Chen family is likely to disappear from the capital."

"Ha ha ha..." Chen Ziyun looks up at the sky and laughs, pointing to what Wen Baiyi is about to say, but Wen Baiyi suddenly raises his hand, grabs his hair with his right hand and pulls it down.

Bang

Chen Ziyun's head hit the car door heavily.

Wen Baiyi exerted a lot of force, and blood slowly flowed out of Chen Ziyun's head.

"Ah..."

Chen Ziyun covered his head and yelled: "I'm so hurt, you You dare to hit me

Chen Ziyun was humiliated, and Mr. Yuan's face was a lot more gloomy.

"Although Ziyun is not a tool, no one can fight if he wants to." Mr. Yuan said coldly, "do you dare to report a famous name?"

"You don't deserve to know." Wen Bai Yi said with a smile.

With these words, he has taken out his mobile phone and dialed a number at will. He said faintly: "target, Chen family, bankrupt!"

After six words, he hung up again.

Mr. Yuan's face changed greatly: "what do you mean?"

"Nothing. I just want you to go bankrupt." Wen Baiyi comforted: "it won't kill people. You don't have to worry too much."

Lin Chengfei secretly laughs. Chen's family thinks they are right, but they didn't expect to kick on the iron plate this time.

But he is also a little strange. They are all in the capital. How can Chen Ziyun and Mr. Yuan not recognize the great man of the Wen family?

Is Wen Bai Yi usually leads a simple and in-depth life and seldom shows up in public?

Mr. Yuan's face changed and he looked at Wen Baiyi coldly: "you want to die Originally, I just wanted to get in trouble with the boy surnamed Lin. since you want to die yourself, don't blame me for being rude. "

With that, he slowly extended his hand.

On the palm of my hand, there was white light.

As a monk, Lin Chengfei wanted to kill an ordinary man here Is your face eaten by a dog? "

With that, without waiting for Mr. Yuan to answer, he kicked him directly.

This foot is heavy and fast. Mr. Yuan can't turn a blind eye to it.

He suddenly turned around, had been ready to clap to warm white clothes of that palm, meet to Lin Chengfei kick to foot.

Bang

A dull sound came, and Mr. Yuan's body lay directly on the ground.

He was kicked there by Lin Chengfei.

Wow

Full of self-confidence, Mr. Yuan, who has never paid attention to Lin Chengfei, can't help but vomit a mouthful of blood. Tqr1

Mr. Yuan, a common carp, looked at Lin Chengfei in horror: "how can you be so powerful?"

Lin Chengfei curled his lips: "I'm much more powerful than you think."

Chen Ziyun is stupid again.

He has great confidence in Mr. Yuan.

But now Mr. Yuan has been kicked by Lin Chengfei to spit blood

This That's bullshit!

He covered his head and kept retreating, ready to leave.

Mr. Yuan looked at Lin Chengfei ferociously: "boy, you forced me It seems that I can't deal with you without some real skills. "

He reached for a move.

A crystal clear green flute inexplicably appeared in his hands.

"For so many years, no one has the right to let me use the immortal voice way. Even if you die, you have the right to be proud." Mr. Yuan grinned coldly and put the flute to his mouth.

Fairy voice said

This should be a skill.

Lin Chengfei is in doubt, but suddenly he hears a sound from the flute.

Murderous.

Dao Dao, like the sound of crying and howling, comes to Lin Chengfei's mind, as if to smash his head.

This is a special skill with sound as its attack power.

Wherever the voice goes, as long as the spirit can't resist the attack of Xianyin, it has to become an idiot.

No, where is Xianyin It's a magic sound.

Not only Lin Chengfei heard the uncomfortable voice, but Wen Baiyi also heard it.His face turned white, his orifices were bleeding, and his whole body was depressed in a moment.

Only Chen Ziyun was at a loss.

He can't hear.

Because he is not the target of Mr. Yuan.

Wen Baiyi felt that he would die at any time. He took a gun out of his pocket and pointed it at Mr. Yuan: "live Stop, or I'll shoot you. "

People like Wen Baiyi all have official identity and legal gun license.

The person who threatens his life safety, even if he really fired, is also reasonable and legal.

Mr. Yuan disdained to smile: "gun? What's the use of this useless thing? "

As soon as he spoke, the sound of tearing up the human soul could be regarded as a temporary stop.

Wen Bai Yi took a long breath: "what kind of monster are you?"

"You don't deserve to know." Mr. Yuan returned what Wen Baiyi had just said.

Wen Baiyi gritted his teeth and looked at him, with an impulse to cry in his heart.

Why Why did he meet so many strange people these days?

Each one has a mysterious power, which makes him feel like a mole ant.

"What's the last word? Say it as soon as possible. " Mr. Yuan said patiently, "if you don't have it, you can die."

Chen Ziyun laughed and strode to Wen Baiyi: "old man, didn't you just be very arrogant? Try hitting me again? I'll kill you

If a villain succeeds, he will be rampant.

Chen Ziyun is a typical villain.

Now that Mr. Yuan has the upper hand, he can't help cracking.

Pop

He slapped Wen in the face.

Wen Bai Yi was already suffering from a splitting headache and dizziness caused by the sound of the Xiao. He had no ability to avoid the slap.

The slap seemed to sober him up.

Looking at your angry Chen Ziyun You hit me? "

"You're the one to fight." Chen Ziyun said with a laugh: "Lao Wang, you son of a bitch, hit Lao Tzu's head with blood. Today, I'll cut off your head."

"I advise you to apologize to him immediately." Lin Chengfei finally couldn't see it, and he kindly reminded him.

"Ha ha..." Mr. Yuan sneered: "sorry? Today, if you don't hand in your paintings, you'll find it hard to protect yourself. Do you still want to think about others' face? "