Wang Meng could feel Chen Ying’s concerns about this matter.

Wang Meng looked very calm and indifferent.

Wang Meng snorted coldly and said, "No matter who he is, there is no way to provoke us."

Chen Ying glanced at Wang Meng and could feel Wang Meng's aura.

Looking back on everything Wang Meng did before, Chen Ying understood that no matter how big Yang Zhendong had, he could not hurt Wang Meng.

After seeing Wang Meng like this, Chen Ying felt a lot more relieved in her heart.

But Yang Yi and Wu Feng didn't know what Wang Meng meant.

They looked at Wang Meng now, and without saying a word, they thought Wang Meng was admitting his conscience.

Yang Yi sneered coldly: "Boy, my dad will come here to deal with you immediately. Wait for me, you are dead!"

Wu Feng also sneered at this time: "That's right, stinky brat, you're dead."

Wang Meng raised his head and looked at Yang Yi and Wu Feng, his face full of coldness, as if he was looking at the two mentally retarded.

In fact, to Wang Meng, they are indeed mentally retarded.

"Does the heir of the Yang Group have such confidence?"

"Haha...you are a little naive."

After the words came, Wang Meng called a phone number.

It was for Zhang Long.

Wang Meng told Zhang Long to come here to gather.

After hearing this, Zhang Long rushed over to this side as soon as possible.

However, Zhang Long's speed was not as fast as Yang Zhendong.

A luxury car was parked at the entrance of Tianshui Villa, and Yang Zhendong walked out of it and followed several thugs next to him.

Wang Meng glanced at Yang Zhendong, and knew without guessing that this must have been found by Yang Yi and Wu Feng.

"dad!"

When Yang Yi saw his father Yang Zhendong coming, he immediately shouted, and then walked over to Yang Zhendong.

"Dad, my fingers have been destroyed." Yang Yi started to cry bitterly.

Looking at Yang Yili's right hand that was lifting up, he did lose a finger, and a hot flame spread out from Yang Zhendong's pupils.

Yang Zhendong roared angrily: "Who dares to touch my son?"

Following Yang Yi's gaze, Yang Zhendong looked at Wang Meng.

Wang Meng was also staring at Yang Zhendong and said unwillingly: "Your son's fingers were broken by me."

"Very good, you actually admitted it." Yang Zhendong nodded with a sneer and slowly walked towards Wang Meng.

Yang Zhendong was very imposing. If it were someone else, he might be scared.

Wang Meng looked completely indifferent and very normal.

Wang Meng stared at Yang Zhendong and said, "It was your son who insulted me first, and I would teach him a lesson."

"I don't care about that." Yang Zhendong interrupted Wang Meng's words directly and said coldly: "I tell you, my son cannot be beaten, even if he made a huge mistake, he cannot be beaten."

Upon hearing this, Wang Meng sneered and shook his head, and said, "I finally know why your son is so arrogant and domineering. It turns out that it is all your father's incompetence."

Yang Zhendong's eyes narrowed slightly, and the anger on his face was a little more intense than before.

It has been a long time since no one dared to teach him such a lesson in front of him.

Wang Meng in front of him looked like he was just a young boy.

What a courageous one.

Yang Zhendong stared at Wang Meng's eyes again, and there was murderous intention in him. Yang Zhendong snorted coldly and said, "So what?"

"My son of Yang Zhendong is nothing even if he spoils him."

"Do you really think there is nothing?" Wang Meng looked at Yang Zhendong and said, "What if Yang Yi provoked a big man whom you can't afford to offend?"

When Yang Zhendong heard this, he fell into deep thought.

However, this kind of contemplation did not last for too long. Yang Zhendong sneered: "Then you have to wait until he gets provoked."

"He has been provoked." Wang Meng said.

When Yang Zhendong heard this, he was stunned and looked around, "Where is it?"

Then Yang Zhendong turned his gaze on Wang Meng and said, "Can't it be you?"

Wang Meng nodded and said, "Nothing is wrong, it's me."

When Yang Zhendong heard this, he burst into laughter and said disdainfully to Wang Meng: "You are a stinky brat, what can you have?"

"you……"

Before Yang Zhendong could finish his words, he had heard a lot of sounds of cars.

Dozens of cars surrounded the place with no water.

After seeing this scene, Yang Zhendong frowned tightly. He didn't know if these cars were coming for him. In short, his heart was now full of uneasiness.

It took less than a while for the car door to open and fifty or sixty people walked out.

Judging from their momentum, we know that it is not simple, but at first glance, they are in the society.

Yang Zhendong was very familiar with the leading man and recognized him at a glance. This is Zhang Long.

Nowadays, a very famous figure in Jiangcheng.

Why did he come here?

Yang Zhendong's Yang Group has always wanted to have a good relationship with Zhang Long, but it's a pity that it's not easy for him to meet such a big man as Zhang Long.

There has never been a chance.

Unexpectedly, he would meet here.

Yang Zhendong couldn't control his mood.

I will not miss such a good opportunity.

Yang Zhendong immediately trotted to Zhang Long and spoke respectfully: "Hello, Mr. Zhang Long."

Zhang Long glanced at Yang Zhendong and ignored it.

He still has some serious business.

After glanced around, he realized where Wang Meng was and immediately walked towards Wang Meng.

"Boss." Zhang Long said.

The overall expression is very respectful.

It looks like Wang Meng’s younger brother.

And Zhang Long's words just now seemed to be calling Wang Meng "Boss"!

“What’s the situation?”

Yang Zhendong who saw this scene not far away was already stunned.

Yang Yi and Wu Feng looked even more incredible.

"What did I see just now? Zhang Long, the big man in Jiangcheng, was actually bowing to that brat?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible."

"I must have read it wrong."

Yang Yi and Wu Feng couldn't believe that this was true.

Even if it is true, there must be some hidden information.

Compared with the innocent Yang Yi and Wu Feng, Yang Zhendong frowned, and felt that this matter was not that simple.

If you can't do it well, Wang Meng is really Zhang Long's boss.

In other words, many people in Jiangcheng were talking about mysterious characters that they had never seen before.

Just such a mysterious figure, how could it be like Wang Meng?

Yang Zhendong stared at Wang Meng, and was confused.

He once thought about the appearance of that person in his mind, which was very different from Wang Meng.
Chapter completed!