"Huang Jing, aren't you a perfect goddess? Why do you find this poor boy as your boyfriend? It's so cheap. Your eyes are too low, right?" Liu Qian deliberately mocked her loudly, looking at Yang Feng with disdain.

Yang Feng hates Liu Qian's snobbish look at people. This Liu Qian is dressed in a bright and fashionable dress, with a brown head dyed, a thick layer of powder cream on her face, and a red lipstick. Especially her hands, she is covered with thick purple nail polish. She looks like a woman in the world, giving people a charming feeling.

Yang Feng never had any favors for such a charming and snobbish woman, only deep disgust.

Not only was Yang Feng very disgusted, Huang Jing even more disgusted with Liu Qian: "Liu Qian, you can insult me, but you are not allowed to insult my boyfriend. Let me tell you, my boyfriend is not what you said, he is very outstanding."

"Very excellent?! Where is it excellent? Why can't I tell it? Is my boyfriend Qian Junfeng excellent?" Liu Qian said as she looked at a tall and handsome young man in a famous brand suit in the cab.

Qian Junfeng felt very helpful when he saw his girlfriend Liu Qian moving him out. He just saw that Yang Feng was only wearing a hand-sewn dress, which was clearly a street stall product, which was not as good as the Chanel suit he wore.

Qian Junfeng thought that he was the boss of a express delivery company and had an incomparable sense of superiority in front of this poor boy, so he showed off himself: "You kid is Yang Feng! I see that your clothes are street stalls, not worth a hundred yuan, and it is really embarrassing to wear!"

Yang Feng's clothes were hand-sewn by Huang Jing, and he was very comfortable to wear. In Yang Feng's mind, this is more comfortable than wearing famous brands. This clothes embodies Huang Jing's efforts, which is priceless in Yang Feng's opinion. However, Qian Junfeng directly called this clothes a street stall product, which not only insulted himself, but also insulted Huang Jing.

Yang Feng could no longer hold it back and said loudly: "Don't underestimate my clothes, which was hand-sewn by my girlfriend." When Yang Feng said this, he looked at Huang Jing with admiration, as if he admired her sewing skills. In this fast-paced society, girls like Huang Jing can sew clothes are rare.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Yang Feng finished speaking, Qian Junfeng's sarcastic voice came: "Your girlfriend is poor enough. She sews you clothes to save money. In my opinion, this is cheaper than street stall goods."

"Qian Junfeng, try saying it again?" Yang Feng was furious. Huang Jing was a strange Lin. Whoever insulted Huang Jing was just arguing with him.

But Qian Junfeng violated Yang Feng's bottom line: "I said that the clothes sewn by your girlfriend are garbage goods, and only garbage poor people like you can wear this kind of garbage goods."

"Yang Feng, you heard it! Huang Jing's sewing skills are garbage. My boyfriend is tall, rich and handsome. How far should you roll like trash? Because this is not a place where poor people like you can come." Liu Qian also mocked Yang Feng and Huang Jing at this moment.

Huang Jing cried insults by Qian Junfeng and Liu Qian. Yang Feng felt very distressed when he looked at it. His bottom line was trampled on by the dog and the dog and the dog and the dog and the dog and the dog and the dog and the dog and the dog and the dog and the dog and the girl were trampled on.

He had to teach this pair of men and women a lesson. Thinking of this, Yang Feng stretched out his left and right hands without saying a word, walked forward quickly, and slapped Qian Junfeng and Liu Qian loudly in the face.

Yang Feng slapped the face, but used the spiritual power of the perspective eye, so the force was very strong.

Qian Junfeng's left face and Liu Qian's right face immediately turned red and swollen, as high as a hill. They each covered their swollen faces, and bursts of pain came. Qian Junfeng and Liu Qian couldn't help but scream like mad dogs.

Although Huang Jing didn't want to see Yang Feng beat people in person, the man and woman insulted him and Yang Feng, which made people unbearable. Yang Feng slapped them in the face and screamed. This scene was very relieved.

"Yang Feng, you fight well! You can relieve your anger!" Huang Jing praised Yang Feng at this moment.

"This kind of snobbish dog and woman should teach her some lessons," Yang Feng said fiercely.

"Security! This poor boy beats someone, hurry up and take him to the police station." Qian Junfeng had never been beaten by someone. He was beaten by a poor boy. He could not bear this tone and quickly shouted at the security guard in the guard room of the villa gate.

Huang Jing knew that Yang Feng had beaten someone, and the security guard would come to cause trouble, so she quickly reminded Yang Feng: "Yang Feng, let's leave here quickly."

But Yang Feng's home is here, how could he leave! He said: "Huang Jing, this pair of dogs and men should be beaten. We have reason first, so there is no need to worry."

Soon, four security guards came over and surrounded Yang Feng.

When Qian Junfeng and Liu Qian saw the security guard coming, they hurriedly pointed at Yang Feng and said, "This poor boy beats people unreasonably, hurry up and arrest them and send them to the police station."

The four security guards knew Qian Junfeng, the owner of the here and the owner of a express delivery company. Yang Feng and the others didn't know him, and they looked ordinary in dress. In this high-end and rich area, young people who were dressed in such ordinary clothes could not afford the house here. The four security guards thought that Yang Feng was coming to the villa to cause trouble, so they wanted to arrest him.

"Stop it, I am the owner of this place!" Yang Feng said loudly.

But the four security guards just arrived last night, and Yang Feng spent the night with Huang Jing at the warehouse in Dongfang Village last night, but he did not return to Tiantongyuan villa to stay. Naturally, these four security guards did not know Yang Feng, so they refused to believe that he was the owner, and they just thought it was nonsense.

"Stop talking nonsense. If you are the owner, I am the owner here too." A security guard shook his head like a rattle.

"Be honest, go to the police station to detain for half a month." Another security guard said, pushing Yang Feng out, just like hiding a prisoner.

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The four security guards refused to admit that Yang Feng was the owner, which made Qian Junfeng and Liu Qian even more proud.

"You kid is so poor that you can't afford a house at all. You're arrogantly boasting that it's the owner, your brain is soaked?" Qian Junfeng sarcastically said.

"This kind of poor and bragging person is just garbage, and this kind of garbage should go to prison!" Liu Qian mocked him disdainfully.

Huang Jing could not bear Yang Feng being insulted and shouted: "You are not allowed to insult my boyfriend! You will insult me ​​again and call the police!"

"Call the police?! Haha, Yang Feng hit us, we were about to call the police!" Qian Junfeng laughed shamelessly.

"Security guard, arrest him quickly and send him to the police station." Liu Qian urged the four security guards at this moment.

At this critical moment, a middle-aged man came over hurriedly. He was white and fat, wearing a professional suit, with a somewhat blessed beer belly, and his face was covered with greasy. When he saw four security guards trying to capture Yang Feng, he couldn't help but be stunned. Isn't this Yang Feng?
Chapter completed!