687: C687 I'll Ask You If You're Satisfied

C687 I'll Ask You If You're Satisfied

Zhan Tianming said with a faint smile.

Threatening?

Indeed, in this world, it was a good thing to have a backer. However, if it was someone who could not even suppress your backer, how could a threat work?

How ridiculous.

Moreover, what I hate the most is being threatened.

Whoosh!

He launched his movement technique, and Zhan Tianming's speed reached the extreme. Before the afterimage disappeared, he had already appeared in front of the uncle and nephew of Yang Family, and his right hand was pulled out.

Bang! Bang!

Crack!

His palm was like an afterimage, so fast that it was almost impossible to see it clearly.

As for the Yang Family's nephew Bu, his head was also rapidly moving left and right... left and right...

By the time he stopped, the two of them had already turned into pig heads.

They didn't even have the strength to fight back.

The people around them were already dumbfounded, but they already knew that this matter couldn't be resolved peacefully.

"Wu... Wuu..." Yang Feng seemed to be thinking of something. Unfortunately, his face was so swollen that he could not speak. As long as he slightly opened his mouth, saliva and fresh blood would flow out.

Yang Wu stopped talking.

The hatred in his heart was overflowing.

How could he let go of such humiliation just like that?

That feeling of extreme shame and humiliation filled his heart, causing Yang Wu to have never hated a person so much before.

"Hmm?" Zhan Tianming lightly nodded. His gaze couldn't help but sweep towards Yang Wu, "Why? Are you dissatisfied? If you aren't satisfied, you can say it directly."

He raised his hand and sent another series of slaps towards Yang Wu.

Pak pak pak...

Yang Wu's already very swollen face instantly swelled up a little again. Furthermore, it turned purple and even turned black from purple.

Zhan Tianming felt a wave of disdain in his heart.

Damn it, looking at your overbearing manner from before, I reckon that you have often taught others a lesson, right?

This time, it's your turn to be mentored, and you're dissatisfied?

'Even if you're dissatisfied, you have to fill it up for me. '

Today, I will definitely draw until you are satisfied.

Raising Yang Wu's shirt, Zhan Tianming said in a deep voice, "How is it? Are you satisfied?"

"Wuuu... Wuuu... " Yang Wu was speechless.

Pak pak pak...

Zhan Tianming didn't care about that at all. Another series of slaps were sent towards him.

"Now, are you satisfied?"

"Wuuu..."

Pak pak pak...

"Now, are you satisfied?"

"Wuu..."

Pak pak pak...

"What about now? Are you satisfied?"

Yang Wu couldn't answer Zhan Tianming's question. Zhan Tianming continued to slap him again and again, until Yang Wu's face was almost deformed. Then, he said, "If you are satisfied, nod your head. If you are not satisfied, let's continue."

Tears were flowing out of Yang Wu's eyes, but he couldn't say anything.

Actually, he had wanted to say that he was satisfied, but he couldn't say it out loud.

Now, after hearing Zhan Tianming's words, he used all his strength and nodded.

"Why didn't you nod your head earlier? You're just a lowly person. I have to teach you a good lesson before you know how to nod your head." Zhan Tianming said with disdain, then he turned his gaze to Yang Feng.

"Wuu... Wuu... " Yang Feng was already frightened to the point of trembling in fear as he hurriedly nodded his head.

He did not want to be like his fifth uncle.

Zhan Tianming, on the other hand, deliberately looked stunned. "Tsk tsk tsk... What do you want me to say about you? Actually, I just want to ask if you want to be like your uncle. I haven't even asked, and you actually nodded. Since that's the case, I'll fulfill your wish."

Hearing this, Yang Feng was instantly dumbfounded.

No, that's not right. This is different from what I thought.

He hurriedly prepared to shake his head.

Unfortunately, Zhan Tianming didn't give him the chance to do so. He took a quick step forward, raised his hand, and sent a slap across the face.

Pak pak pak...

Smack. Slap! Slap! Slap!

After a few hundred slaps, Yang Feng was knocked unconscious.

With a thud, he fell to the ground.

That face was indeed the same as his uncle, swollen until it completely changed shape.

The other people from the Yang Family, as well as the few young men and women who followed Yang Feng, were all lowered their heads by Zhan Tianming's gaze. They didn't dare to look directly into Zhan Tianming's eyes.

"Friend, for my sake, let's just forget about this matter." Bo Zhen suddenly begged for mercy on behalf of those people.

Zhan Tianming smiled. "Alright."

Hearing this, those people from the Yang Family heaved a sigh of relief.

However, at this moment, a loud noise came from the other side of the crowd.

"Move aside, move aside, all of you!"

The crowd at the source of the noise immediately made way for them. Each and every one of them had a slight trace of fear on their faces.

A thin middle-aged man, leading dozens of people, was rushing over furiously.

"Wu... Wu..."

Yang Wu hurriedly crawled over.

Looking at Yang Wu's distorted face and then looking at the unconscious Zhang Feng on the ground, the expression of the ten thin middle-aged man was extremely gloomy.

Swoosh! His gaze swept across Zhan Tianming and Bo Zhen.

At this moment, a few servants of Yang Family ran to the side of the middle-aged man. They pointed at Zhan Tianming and Bo Zhen angrily and said, "Patriarch, it was those two who attacked us. Especially that man in white clothes. He was ruthless in his attacks. Fifth Lord and the young master were beaten into pig-heads by him."

Hearing that, the gaunt middle-aged man glared at the servant who had just spoken.

A slap landed on the ground.

Slap!

The servant who opened his mouth was sent flying and fainted on the ground.

The thin middle-aged man felt a wave of displeasure in his heart.

F * ck, don't you need to change the word? Do you have to use pig head?

Are you trying to humiliate my brother and son again?

"Hmph!"

The thin middle-aged man snorted angrily.

"After beating up the small one, a middle one will come, a middle one will come, and a big one will come. The development of the plot is indeed very similar to some of the plots in the novels." Zhan Tianming lightly laughed.

Bo Zhen, who was beside him, could not help but ask curiously, "Friend, what kind of novel are you talking about? I want to read it too."

"Uh... This is a little difficult. After I finished reading it, I threw the novel away." Zhan Tianming hesitated.

Damn it, I can't possibly tell him that I'm reading an online novel, right?

There was no way to explain this.

"Is that so? What a pity." Bo Zhen said regretfully.

"Eh? Isn't this Daylight Brothers?"

Suddenly, a voice sounded.

Zhan Tianming followed the voice and saw a young man in a blue and white robe walking out from the crowd. That young man was quite handsome, and he had sharp eyebrows. His starry eyes were firm, and there was a golden abacus hanging on his waist. There were some calluses on his right fingers. Clearly, he had planned to pull it out all year long.

Beside him was a young man in a blue robe.

The latter had a head of black hair that was as smooth as silk. It was slanted to the front of his forehead to cover his left eye, while his right eye was as bright as a star. Together with a pair of sharp eyebrows, he looked quite heroic.

However, he did not look like he was skilled in the art of coloration.

Seeing the two of them, Zhan Tianming could not help but smile.2

"Brother Ouyang, Brother Feinan, I didn't expect to meet you here. What a coincidence."

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