"Get the hell out of the way! Do you fucking believe I won't beat you to death?"
Ye Qing's voice was filled with immense anger.
Especially when he thought about the scene of being knocked down by Zhang Fan in the black market, his mood could not calm down.
It was like a pig's head face.
He stayed at home for a full half month!
Didn't dare to step out of the house!
The blood-red fingerprint was like a curse imprinted in his mind.
He swore he would kill Zhang Fan.
No matter what the cost!
That's why he spent a huge amount of money to find a master!
The kind of master who could take down twenty of their family's bodyguards with one hand.
It cost a full ten million.
"Mr. Huang! Are you there?"
Ye Qing shouted.
Upon hearing this voice, countless people's eyes fixed in place.
Mr. Huang?
Who could that be?
Damn, for the young master of the Ye Family to call someone Mr. Huang, that must carry significant weight!
