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Chapter 312 The Wicked Will Grind Down by the Wicked

Who was sitting in the back seat of Chen Yufan if not Li Wentian? The voice of this middle-aged man was obviously heading towards Li Wentian. Anyone with a little bit of discernment on this plane knew that Li Wentian

He is not a simple person. After all, many people on the plane are going to attend the Family Conference. Even if they don't know Li Wentian, they can clearly know from the aura emanating from Li Wentian that this old man is not so easy to mess with.

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The good thing is that the person sitting next to Li Wentian is not going to attend any family conference, but to participate in an economic and trade forum. So in his opinion, this bad old man is nothing special.

Originally, the middle-aged man was very unhappy because of the incident with the Demon Sword. A potential romantic encounter was ruined by Chen Yufan and Li Wentian. After seeing the Demon Sword, he had been holding back his lines for a long time to show off his chances of success.

With the girl's adoring gaze, everything disappeared.

The middle-aged man was already filled with hatred. Not long after the plane started, the middle-aged man began to deliberately provoke him, using various gestures to show his displeasure. But what was annoying was that Li Wentian simply ignored him and closed his eyes.

, as if closing your eyes to meditate.

Finally, in desperation, the middle-aged man could only use the most boring and effective way to find trouble on the plane, which was to wait for the flight attendant to bring tea and water. Then he deliberately splashed the tea on Li Wentian to express his displeasure.

revenge.

But something strange happened. The tea that had been spilled on purpose seemed to be pushed away by a strong force. The splashed tea suddenly fell on the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man became furious. After all,

The suit he was wearing was bought for attending an economic and trade forum. It was very expensive.

The middle-aged man didn't expect that he would succeed in stealing the chicken, and actually sell clothes worth hundreds of thousands of dollars. Naturally, this anger would be vented on Li Wentian. Then he started to mutter.

"Old man, you are going to die. Do you know how much this dress costs? You, you must give me an explanation today, otherwise I will not let you go!" As he said this, the middle-aged man asked.

He went up to grab Li Wentian's robe, but Li Wentian snorted coldly.

After all, the Clay Bodhisattva still has a certain amount of anger, let alone a great master.

On the plane, Li Wentian endured the constant provocations of this middle-aged man. Closing his eyes didn't mean that he didn't know what the other person had done. It just meant that Li Wentian was better educated. But he was well-educated.

It does not mean incompetence or weakness.

When the Grand Master was angry, you felt an earth-shattering feeling. A powerful aura emitted from Li Wentian's body, and the middle-aged man was directly blown away by the aura. He hit the seat behind him and then fell on his butt.

Sit on the seat.

Li Wentian finally said: "Young man, don't be so angry!"

"Old man, you...you actually dare to hit someone, I'm not done with you!" As he said, the middle-aged man looked at the helpless flight attendant and said: "Miss, you have seen this old guy.

, I want to call the flight police, I want to call the flight police. Otherwise, I will go to the airline to complain to you."

The stewardess couldn't stand it anymore and said: "Sir, you obviously spilled the tea on purpose. How can you blame this old man? Even if the old man was careless, China is a nation that respects the old and loves the young. You are so unwilling to do so."

Rao, you still try to take action, this is already very shameful!"

"What? What did you say? You said I was shameless?" The middle-aged man seemed to have caught a sensitive word and looked at the stewardess fiercely, saying: "070832, I have written down your number. Don't leave, it's a false accusation.

And for insulting passengers, I want to complain about you, I want to complain about you!”

"Whatever!" The stewardess glared at the middle-aged man and then moved away. She didn't seem to be afraid at all.

Not long after, the police arrived at the cabin. The two policemen looked at it and said quickly: "Excuse me, what happened?"

The middle-aged man immediately stood up, pointed at Li Wentian and said angrily: "Comrade policeman, he beats people, this old immortal beats people!"

The police officer’s eyebrows suddenly furrowed and he said, “Sir, please use polite words.”

"This old guy beats people up, and he's so polite!" The middle-aged man pointed at the policeman and said, "Do you know who I am? Let me tell you, I'm the chairman of Wanda Group. How about this matter?

Give me an explanation and I will complain to you at the Sanya Economic and Trade Forum!"

The policeman paused and seemed a little embarrassed.

Chen Yufan, who finally sat in the front row, couldn't help but said: "What are you calling me for? Are you annoying me?"

The middle-aged man used to use excuses, but now that he saw Chen Yufan talking, he really wanted to tear Chen Yufan's mouth open. However, he sneered and said: "It's not you who loses, of course you don't have to worry, I

Let me tell you, my suit costs hundreds of thousands. You and this old man are on the same side, otherwise you stand up and give me an explanation!"

Chen Yufan didn't look back at all, and laughed. However, this laughter was interpreted as a bitter smile by the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man once again laughed unscrupulously and coldly, and said with a sneer: "But you poor people, I'm afraid it will be a big mistake to ask you to pay for it."

It’s impossible. Hey~~~”

Just as the middle-aged man was talking, a piece of paper had already flown onto the middle-aged man's clothes, but to be more precise, it was thrown onto the middle-aged man's clothes. Chen Yufan's cold voice was heard saying: "Here is a million yuan."

, shut your mouth. I don’t want to hear you speak anymore. If you say one more word, I guarantee that your tongue will never be able to speak!”

"You're threatening~~~~" Before the middle-aged man could finish his words, he felt his tongue go numb, and he suddenly lost consciousness. Blood began to drip from the middle-aged man's tongue bit by bit. What happened next?

What made people even more frightened was that the middle-aged man's tongue became more and more swollen, and the bright red tongue dripping with blood directly stuck out of his mouth, which was extremely disgusting and ferocious.

The policeman was immediately shocked: "What on earth is going on?"

Chen Yufan smiled coldly and continued to read the magazine. The original check for one million had turned into fly ash under the bright red blood. The blood seemed to be permeated with poison, falling drop by drop on the carpet, making a sound

A squeaking sound.

Li Wentian chuckled lightly and said: "Evil people will have their own trials and tribulations!"

When the two police officers were at a loss, one stepped forward and grabbed the middle-aged man, and the other ran to Chen Yufan and said: "Sir, please come to the police office with us!"
Chapter completed!
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