"You mean to do it?"

Zhao Yuanliang smiled anxiously. Instead of not having any nervous look on his face, he looked at Ye Chen more arrogantly: "I have lived for more than 20 years. This is the first time I have seen such a blind guy like you. It's a bit interesting."

That's it, but a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

Who knows the name of the second son of the Zhao family in Jinling? Who doesn't know who is polite when he sees it? As a result, Ye Chen dared to come out to make trouble and even slap him in the face.

Thinking of this, he was about to call the security guard.

"Kneel down!"

A sound like thunder exploded in his ears. Before he could react, he felt an inexplicable pressure coming, pressing him heavily on the ground like a mountain.

"Plop!"

He just knelt in front of Ye Chen in a daze.

"Fuck, boy, what did you do to me?"

Zhao Yuanliang's face turned red and he struggled repeatedly, but found that the more he struggled, the more pressure he was on. In the end, he was directly in a state of protruding.

For a moment, the whole hall was as quiet as death!

Everyone's eyes were full of incredible expressions!

What did they see?

The second son of the Zhao family, the demon king in the world, was now slapped on the ground, and he was in a state of protruding himself, like a dead dog.

You know, Zhao Yuanliang is the second son of the Zhao family!

Ye Chen asked him to kneel down now, which was like slapping the wealthy Zhao family in the face. He would definitely not be able to withstand the anger of the Zhao family afterwards!

And Cang Shuxue and Li Yongmin were frightened on the spot!

They knew Ye Chen was brave, but they didn't expect that he would be so brave that even the second son of the Zhao family dared to move.

"It's over, it's over!"

After Li Yongmin reacted, his face turned gray and he kept stomping his feet: "Brother Ye, you have caused a big disaster!"

Although he is just a contractor, the projects he undertakes are all over 100 million, and he has contacted many people, so he naturally knows how terrifying the Zhao family is.

Although he is worth over 100 million yuan, it is nothing to be in front of the Zhao family!

"Ahhhh!"

The next moment, Zhao Yuanliang, who was kneeling on the ground, screamed in great sarcasm, and then looked at Ye Chen with a resentful face: "Boy, I promise, you are dead, I am dead, my Zhao family will not let you go!"

"Jinling Zhao Family?"

Ye Chen narrowed his eyes, then looked at Zhao Yang, who was looking at his Zhao family with fear in front of him: "Give you a chance, call your house, ask them to pick up people, and give me an explanation!"

The seven-year-old Zhao Yang shivered, and finally couldn't help but take out the phone and dialed it in, crying, "Uncle, my second uncle has been bullied, come quickly..."

The onlookers were in an uproar, and their eyes looked at Ye Chen as if they were looking at a dead person.

Crazy!

This is really crazy!

Not only did he beat the people of the Zhao family, he actually dared to ask the Zhao family to come and get people, and asked the Zhao family to give him an explanation!

...

at the same time.

Located in a manor in Jinling City.

The two middle-aged men sat opposite each other, setting a chess game in front of them, and beside them there was a girl in black who was sleepy with her hands holding her chin, as if she was not interested in the chess game.

At this time, the middle-aged man holding a black man fell into a black man and looked at the girl in black who looked like a slapped beside him, and couldn't help but smile: "Brother Ning, Ruolan is about to turn 19, right? Are she married?"

"It will be 19 in another month!"

The middle-aged man holding the white words shook his head and smiled bitterly: "This girl is arrogant and has a hot temper than me. Most people can't control her at all!"

Speaking of this, a trace of remembrance appeared in his eyes.

In this world, perhaps the only one who can control his daughter is the boy in white who walks with a sword?

I don’t know how he was doing in Yanjing.

The middle-aged man holding a black man smiled faintly: "My second son Yuanliang is about to 24 now. If Brother Ning doesn't dislike him, maybe you and I can marry together."

The middle-aged man surnamed Ning frowned slightly. Just as he was about to refuse, a burst of rapid footsteps came from outside. Then a handsome, calm and generous young man walked in quickly.

The other party first glanced at the middle-aged man of Brother Ning, then walked to another middle-aged man and whispered a few words. A black chess piece in the middle-aged man's hand was shattered.

"Brother Zhao, what happened?" asked the middle-aged man surnamed Ning.

The middle-aged man surnamed Zhao said in a deep voice: "What else can it be? It's the incompetent second child in my family who is going to cause trouble outside again."

His tone seemed to be self-deprecating, but it was mixed with a hint of coldness: "Although the second child is a little unfair, he is usually more arrogant and domineering. If he is taught a lesson, he will ask for it!"

"But now he was beaten to the ground in public and asked my Zhao family to come to him to give him an explanation. This is clearly not to take my Zhao family seriously!"

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but look at the young man beside him: "Boss, go and get the people yourself and see who they are, who dares to be so arrogant!"

"Yes, father!"

The young man responded and was about to leave, a cheer suddenly came from behind: "Is there a good show? You have to bring me with me. I like watching the fun the most!"

But the sleepy girl in black woke up.

The pretty face was full of excitement.

The young man shook his head laughed and cried: "Let's go, Sister Ruolan!"

...

Jinling Art Museum!

Ye Chen slowly withdrew his hand and looked up at the young judges beside him: "Can we talk well now?"

The young judge fell to the ground in shock.

At this time, a middle-aged man walked over quickly: "Sir, here is Xu Anhua, the director of Jinling Art Museum. Please don't make trouble and leave quickly, otherwise I will call the police!"

"roll!"

Ye Chen shook his sleeves and slapped him out on the spot. His voice was as loud as a big bell and shocked the audience: "I just want an explanation, is it that difficult? Why do you have to force me to do it?"

"Security, security guard, drive him out!"

Xu Anhua roared angrily.

As soon as he finished speaking, four or five security guards in uniform rushed to the scene and surrounded Ye Chen.

A sharp look flashed in Ye Chen's eyes. Just as he was about to take action, he heard a thick voice coming from the door: "Slow down!"

Everyone couldn't help but look back.

An old man in a robe walked slowly with his hands behind his back, and there were many people following him.

"It's Master Wu!"

"There are also President Chen, the President of the Art Association!"

"There is also Master Jiang from the calligraphy world!"

"I didn't expect that even they were alarmed, and the matter was getting big now!"

I don't know who exclaimed, which then caused a series of sounds of gasping in the air.

...

(ps: Chapter 2, and there!)
Chapter completed!