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Chapter 24 He's My Boyfriend

YangMeng and Shen Mengyao raised their heads at the same time, their reactions were different.

YangMeng raised his head and glanced at the young man, then lowered his head and continued to leisurely drink the red wine in his hand, occasionally smacking his mouth, as if he didn't see the young man at all.

And Shen Mengyao frowned, and said coldly: "Zhao Feng, we don't know each other well, don't call me Yaoyao!"

The young man named Zhao Feng seemed to have gotten used to Shen Mengyao's cold attitude, so he said indifferently, "Yaoyao, we are alumni of the University of Pennsylvania, and my dad and Uncle Shen are partners, how can we say we are not familiar with each other?"

Speaking of this, he lowered his head and glanced at YangMeng. The moment he lowered his head, the face that was talking and laughing just now suddenly changed. The originally slightly gentle face became gloomy, and there was a gloomy glint in his eyes. Covered by a false smile.

He looked at Shen Mengyao with a smile and said, "Yaoyao, I don't know who this friend is? Why don't you introduce yourself?"

Shen Mengyao didn't want to talk to him at first, but when she caught a glimpse of Yang Meng, she rolled her eyes, a bright smile appeared on her face, she walked over and hugged Yang Meng's shoulder and said, "His name is Yang Meng, he is my boyfriend. .”

When the people not far away saw this scene, they were in an uproar.

But Yang Meng, who was held by Shen Mengyao's arm, felt his heart skip a beat, and the hairs all over his body suddenly rose.

Because there was a hint of heat in his ears at this time, Shen Mengyao's voice was threatening: "Shou Liumang, if you dare to show your flaws, I will report to my grandpa and say that you molested me! Just wait Bad luck!"

YangMeng nodded helplessly, and naturally withdrew his arm from Shen Mengyao's hand, hugged Shen Mengyao's slender waist, and said to Zhao Feng: "Yes, I am Yaoyao's boyfriend!"

When YangMeng's big hands full of heat covered her waist, Shen Mengyao's body froze, and the smile on her face became forced.

YangMeng caught a glimpse of Shen Mengyao's fake smile, and he smirked in his heart. He hugged Shen Mengyao's big hand tightly, and said in his heart: "Huniu, don't blame me for taking advantage of you! You have to do all the acting!"

Seeing this scene, Zhao Feng's face sank, and he returned to normal in an instant. He stretched out his hand and said with a smile, "So it's Mr. Yang. I don't know which family Mr. Yang is from?"

Shen Mengyao frowned lightly, and said in her heart: "It's bad, this Zhao Feng is a famous hypocrite, very cruel and hot! I'll use this Liumang as a shield, don't hurt him then!"

Yang Meng is not that stupid, of course he noticed the jealousy and teasing in Zhao Feng's eyes, it's just that Yang Meng, who has been promoted to the first level of Qi Na, is confident that this guy who is not even considered a warrior in front of him can't hurt himself at all, He simply stretched out his hand and held it with Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng was really uneasy and kind, he did not let go of YangMeng's hand, and the strength was gradually increasing.

It's no wonder this guy is so arrogant. When he was studying abroad, he had been learning Taekwondo, and he had already reached the red belt level, second only to the highest level black belt.

Zhao Feng saw Yang Meng's thin body, pale skin, and the appearance of a consumptive ghost, so he wanted to make Yang Meng look ugly in public.

The corner of YangMeng's mouth curled up into an evil smile, and his big white hand firmly clasped Zhao Feng's hand, and slowly tightened it.

Suddenly, Zhao Feng felt something was wrong, his hand seemed to be clamped tightly by a red-hot iron tongs, no matter how hard he tried, the other party didn't respond in the slightest.On the contrary, I couldn't bear the pressure a little bit, and the excruciating pain came from my hand.

As time went by, the two people held hands, and there was even a crisp sound of "crackling".

The smile on YangMeng's face became brighter and brighter, but Zhao Feng's face turned red from holding back, he clenched his teeth and tried to hold on, and beads of sweat began to appear on Wen Jing's face.

Slowly, his face began to turn pale, and his upper body bent down bit by bit.

Everyone present stared blankly at the two of them, but the eyes of several people who had a good relationship with Zhao Feng were shining with unbelievable light.

They were well aware of Zhao Feng's skills, usually twenty or so underworld thugs armed with weapons couldn't get close to him, but now he was suppressed to death by that kid who came out of nowhere.

"what!"

Finally, Zhao Feng couldn't hold on any longer, and knelt down on the ground. His face turned from red to white, and then from white to clear again. The muscles on his face were already distorted from the pain, and a pair of long and narrow Danfeng eyes gleamed endlessly. Resentment, and a strong murderous intent.

Not far away, Zhao Dequan, the patriarch of the Zhao family who was still chatting and laughing with everyone, was suddenly patted on the shoulder by someone who was traveling with him, and said, "Old Zhao, is that your nephew?"

Zhao Dequan turned his head to look, isn't it!The one kneeling in front of a young man was his nephew, Zhao Feng.

He walked over quickly, and said angrily, "You, who are you? What are you doing? Don't let me go!"

YangMeng turned his head to look at Shen Mengyao, and Huniu, who discovered it, also showed a look of unbearable at this moment, so she let go of her hand, patted Zhao Feng's shoulder, and said, "Oh! Mr. Zhao, you and I are not close. Why did you give me such a big gift for no reason, really! Oh, please, please, quickly!"

Zhao Dequan hurriedly bent over to help Zhao Feng, Zhao Dequan gave birth to seven daughters, but not a single son, Zhao Feng is the only seedling of the Zhao family, so nothing could be wrong.

As for Zhao Feng, he didn't appreciate it at all. He took a deep breath and looked at his right hand that had been pinched completely out of shape, the murderous intent in his eyes burst out.

He threw away Zhao Dequan's arm, and stood up suddenly the moment Yang Meng turned around. With both feet, his body soared into the air, and the tip of his right foot kicked Yang Meng hard at the back of the head.

"Fuck, why is this guy so despicable!"

"It's over, I can't escape this time, this time the Zhao family has been smashed!"

There were exclamations from the crowd not far away. Zhao Feng's speed was so fast that he didn't even have a chance to dodge. If he kicked him, the third young master of the Yang family would become an idiot even if he didn't die.

"Xiaoxiao, help him, it's like taking a stone off my heart..." Liu Sisi in the corner exhaled like blue, and said softly.

"But miss, even if I have intentions at such a long distance... ah!" Dong Xiaoxiao was stunned by the scene before her as soon as she finished speaking.

Not far away, a green brilliance flashed in Yang Meng's eyes, he quickly raised his left hand, and grabbed Zhao Feng's right ankle with a "snap", and then a black tiger drove up the mountain, throwing Zhao Feng directly in front of him , then raised his right foot, and kicked out fiercely.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, and Zhao Feng's body spun out from the ground, crashing three tables and seven or eight high stools along the way, and finally "plopped" and smashed hard ten meters away .

Shen Mengyao stared blankly at this scene, her ruddy cherry mouth opened directly, the big one could fit an apple.

"cough!"

Zhao Feng struggled to get up from the ground, clutching his chest and coughing repeatedly, traces of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

YangMeng stepped forward and took two steps, only to find that Zhao Dequan was standing in front of him.

I only heard Zhao Dequan say: "Boy, do you know who you hit? He is the only son and grandson of my Zhao family in Yanbei. If you mess with my Zhao family, you will die!"

"Waiting to die?" YangMeng sneered, turned his head suddenly, looked at Zhao Dequan's fat face, and suddenly stretched out his hand to grab Zhao Dequan's face, and suddenly pulled it.

"call out!"

Zhao Dequan's obese body followed in Zhao Feng's footsteps, flew out directly, fell to a place more than two meters away with a plop, and a miserable scream sounded.

With a loud bang, the entire banquet hall was in chaos. Several people who did not know Yang Meng and accompanied Zhao Dequan from Yanbei rushed over to help Zhao Dequan up, and glared at the Yang family not far away.

On the other hand, those giants at the upper echelons of Longjing just watched with cold eyes, and no one took any action.

They were well aware of YangMeng's family background, but they didn't expect that the third young master of the Yang family would suddenly have such a high force value after only seeing him for a month?
Yang Meng didn't care what others thought, he walked over and grabbed Zhao Feng's throat, and said coldly: "Boy, I originally wanted to let you go, but your shameless sneak attack has sentenced you to death .Now, I will send you on your way!"

Zhao Feng could feel that what Yang Meng said was true. The undisguised murderous intent and inexplicable heart palpitations made him feel the breath of death rushing towards his face, and fear began to grow in his heart.

"Woo~ woo~ woo~~"

Zhao Feng's face suddenly turned blue and purple, his eyes protruded from their sockets, and he began to struggle desperately, but YangMeng's arms were as steady as Mount Tai, motionless.

Zhao Feng's eyes became more and more protruding, seeing that he was dying. At this time, Shen Mengyao, who had just recovered from his senses, walked over, gently tugged at Yang Meng's sleeve, and said, "Hey, Liu...Yang Meng, don't What a mess! Today is my grandfather's [-]th birthday, so no blood!"

Although Shen Mengyao didn't like it very much, it can be said that she hated this 213 surnamed Zhao, but if something happened to him, it would bring a lot of trouble to Yang Meng.

"Huniu, are you worried about me?" The smile on YangMeng's face suddenly became as bright as the sun, full of masculinity.

A blush rose on Shen Mengyao's face, she stomped her feet resentfully, and said, "I'll kill you, you won't let me go!"

"Hahaha!" YangMeng laughed loudly, and the hand holding Zhao Feng's neck suddenly let go.

"boom!"

Zhao Feng fell heavily to the ground, lying there gasping for breath, the rapid breathing rhythm seemed to suck the oxygen of the whole world into his mouth.

Like dragging a dead dog, YangMeng carried Zhao Feng to the booth in the corner, and casually threw it on the ground.

After a few minutes, Zhao Feng's panting gradually calmed down, and YangMeng said coldly: "Boy, tell you! This is the Dai family, I will save face for the Dai family, so I won't kill you today! If you are not convinced, wait out here You can let the horse come here as you like, and I will accompany you to the end as much as you want. But you have to remember, as long as you dare to use a knife on me again, I will definitely send you to see the King of Hades next time!"

(End of this chapter)