The strongest door-to-door son-in-law

Chapter 966 There is only one chance

The waiter was horrified to see this. This was a luxury car costing more than 100 million yuan. It was like a bumper car. These rich people didn't take their money seriously.

What would happen to the BMW owner just now if he offended such a person?
"Play with your car first, then with your people. Tonight is Brother Jun's place. Let me see how you run."

The young man looked happy, not feeling distressed at all because the car broke down. After all, a Maserati Quattroporte was not a good car in his eyes.

At this time, another sports car drove up. After the car owner got out of the car, he walked up to the Porsche owner and said with a surprised look on his face: "Master Pan, what is going on? Why did your car crash like this?"

"Something was trying to steal the parking space from me, so I knocked his car away." Pan Yue said nonchalantly.

"Wancao, you really spent a lot of money on it. It's just a broken BMW. Isn't that what it is?"

"To me, the President of Maserati is just a toy, but to that kind of person, the BMW is all his property, so there is nothing worth it." Pan Yue said disdainfully.

The visitor's name was Zhong Yi. He nodded and said, "That's true, but it cost you the price of a CEO. You can't just let it go, right? Are you going to watch a show tonight?"

"Of course there are good shows, but when it comes to Brother Jun, we still have to give him some face and just play casually with this kind of trash." Pan Yue said.

In the club, Ye Feng found many young men and women in an open-air courtyard. The women were all dressed in very thin and attractive clothes.

Since the venue has been booked, these people should be friends invited by Zhang Jun, but Zhang Jun himself was not seen.

Just as Ye Feng was taking stock of the situation on the field, Pan Yue also came in.

Tonight's party is just a group of rich second-generation people drinking and flirting with girls. This is something that the rich second-generation people in Yanjing often do.

There is a saying that if you have money, you will have nothing to do. It refers to the second generation whose family is affluent and can drive luxury cars and wear famous brands without having to do anything.

Most of them, without any pressure in life, their biggest hobby is eating, drinking and having fun.

When Pan Yue saw Ye Feng, he said to Zhong Yi: "That trash guy, I didn't expect that he drove a broken BMW and dared to sneak into our party."

Zhong Yi looked at Ye Feng and smiled contemptuously: "Every time our circle gathers, a few rubbish come in. Aren't these people just trying to curry favor with us?"

Pan Yue laughed: "That's true. These low-class guys have sharpened their brains and want to integrate into our circle, but their family backgrounds are different. How can these losers become our friends."

"How about it, do you want me to go play with him?" Zhong Yi asked.

"Go ahead, this kind of trash can really think of himself as a big shot if you don't teach him a lesson." Pan Yue said.

Zhong Yi nodded, took a glass of wine and walked towards Ye Feng.

"Is that broken BMW outside yours?" Zhong Yi walked up to Ye Feng and asked sarcastically.

"I don't know you, right?" Ye Feng asked coldly.

"Of course I don't recognize trash like you, but we are going to clear the place. Those who are not good people have no right to appear in our party."

After Zhong Yi finished speaking, a glass of wine was poured directly on Ye Feng's face.

Pan Yue walked up to Ye Feng with a smile at the right time and exclaimed: "I recently watched a program about garbage sorting. You were supposed to be dry garbage, but now that you have been splashed with wine, will you become wet garbage?" ?”

"Master Pan, what's the difference between dry and wet garbage? Isn't it just a pile of garbage?" Zhong Yi laughed.

Ye Feng wiped the drink off his face and said calmly: "I'll give you a chance, kneel down and apologize to me."

The laughter of the two people stopped suddenly, and they looked at Ye Feng in disbelief.

"Let us apologize? Did I hear you correctly?" Pan Yue deliberately made a gesture of picking his ears, suspecting that he was hearing hallucinations.

"Who are you? Let us apologize to you. You didn't even know what kind of place this was and just sneaked in, right?" Zhong Yi said loudly.

Such movement quickly attracted the attention of others. Most of the people present knew Pan Yue, so in their eyes, Ye Feng was like a clown. "These low-class guys are really becoming more and more short-sighted now. They sneak into the party and dare to offend Mr. Pan. Isn't this looking for death?"

"Maybe it's a new move these guys came up with. The sword is slanted to attract our attention on purpose."

"Hehe, what's the point of drawing our attention to this kind of rubbish, can it enter our circle?"

Some disdainful voices sounded in the crowd, and they all regarded Ye Feng as a low-class second-generation person who sneaked into the party.

Some women looked at Ye Feng with very strong contempt on their faces.

The reason why these women can attend the party is not because of their high status, but because of their body and ability to please the second generation here.

To put it bluntly, it means exchanging the body for the glamor of the moment.

"Master Pan, he asked you to kneel down, you won't just let it go, right?"

"Master Pan, facing this situation, a violent beating is the most appropriate course of action."

"Master Pan, if you don't even dare to fight this kind of trash, we will look down on you."

The crowd began to boo.

Pan Yue was pushed to the top and couldn't retreat even if he wanted to.

Originally, he didn't intend to make too much noise at Zhang Jun's party, but now with so many pairs of eyes watching, if he just let it go, where would he lose his face?

"Shabi, you are unlucky today. Since everyone is so happy, how can I let them down." Pan Yue said to Ye Feng with a ferocious face.

After saying that, Pan Yue clenched his fist and greeted Ye Feng in the face.

The crowd began to cheer Pan Yue.

The second generation people who come here are all just watching the excitement and don't take it too seriously.

In their eyes, beating up a loser is a normal thing, and it should be just to add some excitement to the party.

The noisy voice was suddenly cut off.

Because everyone saw Ye Feng holding Pan Yue's fist.

After a while, shouting started.

"Pan Yue, what are you doing? Why don't you beat this trash to the ground?"

"You can't even beat this kind of garbage, it's a joke."

"Is anyone willing to help Young Master Pan? It seems that our Young Master Pan can't defeat this trash."

The shouting words made Pan Yue's face become extremely ugly.

Only he knew the actual situation. No matter how hard he tried, his hand was tightly held and he could not push it out or take it back.

"Trash, let me go!" Pan Yue gritted his teeth and said.

"Chance, I only give you one chance."

Ye Feng kicked out Pan Yue's left knee with lightning speed.

(End of this chapter)