"Bang!"
It was Ye Chen!
Wu Fan felt as if all the bones in his body were about to fall apart. He glared at Ye Chen aggressively. Do you believe that I will call the police to arrest you? My uncle is the leader in charge of the police in Beijing!"
Ye Chen ignored him." You deserve a slap," he said calmly.
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Chen waved his hand gently in front of him! Although he was two meters away from Wu Fan, a surge of air seemed to form an illusory palm that slapped Wu Fan's cheek!
This time, his face turned completely red!
Not only that, all his teeth fell out!
It was a tragic sight!
Wu Fan was stunned, and his expression was as if he had seen a ghost.
He had no idea who was hitting him!
"Apologize to Wei Ying. I'll only give you one chance." Ye Chen said.
His tone was very calm, without a trace of warmth!
The more this was the case, the more Wu Fan's heart palpitated!
