Chapter 1087

Zhou Yang stares at this childe of Feng coldly, some jokingly asks a way.

To tell you the truth, Zhou Yang is not sure what kind of man Feng is. He should not be punished so much.

But Zhou Yang knows that this guy is definitely not a good man.

It's not that this guy opens his mouth and closes his mouth. It's the language that people don't like people and birds don't like birds. Although those people don't deserve to be beaten, they just say it's their personality and like to show off.

However, Zhou Yang didn't beat him because of this. He just felt that the boy knew that Xie Lingyu didn't like him, and that he still wanted to beat him up. He even completely ignored Xie Lingyu's feelings. Knowing that Xie Lingyu was married, he even tried to give Xie Lingyu a gift.

Can such a man be a good thing?

That's why Zhou Yang beat him.

"Come on, talk about it. What do you want to say?"

"Don't always be useless in front of me."

Zhou Yang said.

"I'm not saying that. Can you stop hitting people all the time?" Master Feng was lying on the ground, and said angrily.

He didn't say anything useless!

He is showing his identity. How important is this? How can it be useless?

"Let me tell you something. Who made you introduce yourself?"

Zhou Yang frowned, "are you the successor of the second richest man in Donghai city? What's the relationship with me? What are you doing with that? "

"How dare you say it's not useless?"

Hearing this, Mr. Feng is also a little speechless.

Originally, he and Zhou Yang have not been on the same channel.

He always wanted to emphasize his identity, while Zhou Yang always let him talk.

What the hell is going on with this guy? Doesn't he understand what identity means in this society?

Mr. Feng suddenly remembered that Zhou Yang had just heard about his identity. He had already known that he was the successor of the second richest man in the East China Sea, and he dared to beat him.

This guy really doesn't pay attention to his identity.

What's going on? Is he a fool? No social experience at all?

Or is he a big man and his status has reached a certain level?

Soon, Mr. Feng ruled out the second possibility.

I'm kidding. If Zhou Yangzhen is a super big guy and his status is too high to put anyone in the eye, how can he appear here in this form?

Xie's people should not kneel and lick, he must not follow ten eight little brothers!

Excluding the second, there is only the first one left. Zhou Yang is a fool without any social experience. He doesn't understand the meaning of identity and money.

"Stop, wait, you want me to say something useful, right? Soon, you wait for me, and you'll know what I'm going to say."

Feng quickly separated himself from Zhou Yang for fear that he would slap him two times.

He stepped back two steps and opened his suitcase, which was full of red banknotes, neatly placed.

"See, this is the betrothal gift I prepared for Xie Lingyu, totaling 2 million yuan." Feng said with some pride. He looked at Zhou Yang's eyes closely, hoping to see some surprise and fear.

But he failed. Zhou Yang just looked at him with a look of a fool and said, "what are you doing? so what? Isn't it just two million dollars? "

Mr. Feng is speechless again. Do you know what two million yuan means!

It's easy for you to say. Do you know what two million can do? Do you know that many people can't make two million in their lifetime!

For example. If you look at the relatives of Xie's family, their eyes are almost straight!

But there is no way, Zhou Yang does not have a cold about these things. It seems that he can't be intimidated with this cash.

Mr. Feng sighed in his heart that this time he really met a fool who could.

He took out the phone again, made a call and said, "wait for me for a while, and you'll see what I'm talking about."

"How long?" Zhou Yang said impatiently.

"Ten minutes!" Feng said, biting his teeth.

This time, he must let Zhou Yang kneel down!

In his opinion, Zhou Yang is a fool. He doesn't understand the meaning of money and status. It doesn't matter. He can call a thug here!

As long as he can call dozens of thugs, such as Zhou Yang, who has no insight, should be scared to kneel down on the ground!

"OK, I'll wait for you for ten minutes." Zhou Yang waved and said.

Ten minutes later, Mr. Feng came over one by one with baseball bats. His tattoos were colorful and his voice was loud. It seemed that he had a lot of momentum.Mr. Feng was elated and said, "boy, you are giving me a cow's criticism!"

"Didn't you just hit me well? Come on, you're moving. Let me have a try

"Didn't you just say that everything I said was useless? Now I'll explain to you what I just said

"Identity, status, wealth, these are the basis of survival, and my status as the second richest man in the East China Sea has given me all these. Therefore, in the whole city of Donghai, I am basically omnipotent!"

"See, I can call these people with a phone call, and what about you, even if you can call again?"

"Can you beat me alone, can you beat so many of us?"

Mr. Feng was very happy that he finally regained the initiative.

But Zhou Yang nodded seriously and said, "yes."

"What can?" Mr. Feng was slightly stunned.

"I can beat so many of you." Zhou Yang said.

Feng was stunned for a second, and then burst out a burst of laughter. The gangsters behind him also laughed, and others whistled with laughter.

Just as he was going to continue to laugh at Zhou Yang, Zhou Yang suddenly moved.

Like a ghost in front of him, "what are you laughing at?"

"Is that funny?"

His figure appeared again in front of the whistling gangster, "Why are you whistling?"

"Is it fun?"

A minute later, all the gangsters called by Mr. Feng all fell on the ground and became a gambling wall by Zhou Yang.

Feng Gongzi was also thrown up by him, Zhou Yang was squatting on the top of the wall, hanging out his mobile phone.

"In fact, I know a little bit about the status and status you mentioned."

"Being able to call people is a sign of status, right, just like you are."

Zhou Yang dialed tiger Ye's phone, "bring more people here."