This strong man in the vertical shopping mall is also a little scared at the moment. A businessman is a businessman, even if he has money, he is just a businessman.
He would talk about business, but he was a little at a loss in the dangerous situation.
Yang Ling saw their family stunned and sneered: "What? Is there anything else to hesitate?"
"I'll count down three times and wait for the headlines if I don't decide."
"3"
"2"
"1"
"Wait!"
Tian Meiji seemed to have made up his mind, and without a word, he slammed his son's big mouth and knocked his teeth away!
Seeing this, Yang Ling was slightly taken aback, then sat back on the sofa and watched this good show.
"Fuck!"
With continuous slaps, Tian Meiji, regardless of his wife's crying and screaming, and his son's screams, seemed to be venting, and he pumped hard!
After a while, Tian Zhuoyan's cheeks swelled up to Lao Gao, and even his screams leaked before he stopped.
Yang Ling glanced at Tian Zhuoyan with his teeth flapped on the ground and a pig-headed face, and nodded, "Mr. Tian, you acted for the group. You are a cruel person."
Speaking, he got up and walked to the bodyguard who was still in a coma, picked up a shrinking baton, and threw it in front of Tian Meiji, "The second thing, let's start."
"No!"
The noblewoman Zhang Chunxia suddenly hugged her husband's leg and cried: "No, my son can't stand the toss, no more"
Tian Meizhi pushed her away hard, and said angrily at Yang Ling: "I can't be ruthless than you!"
Speaking of picking up the short stack, I suddenly thought of my son's leg split!
"what!"
Zhang Chunxia screamed, seeing the short stick about to hit Tian Zhuoyan's leg, suddenly a cold light flashed before her eyes!
A coin was accurately smashed under Tian Meiji's stick. He couldn't hold it under the pain, and the stick fell to the ground.
Yang Ling played with the other coin in his hand and smiled lightly: "I'm just kidding, why should Mr. Tian take it seriously."
"No matter, after all, I met Young Master Tian, and he doesn't have to break his leg. I can't bear this grandpa. I can't afford to pay for my mental damage. Even if this incident is exposed."
Looking at Tian Zhuoyan, whose face was full of blood, Yang Ling continued: "But I hope he can do it for himself. If he dares to retaliate, it's not as simple as breaking his leg."
As soon as this remark came out, several people in the court breathed a sigh of relief, and Zhang Chunxia was paralyzed, only crying in her arms with her already delirious son.
"Ding, you satisfy Tian Meiji and Zhang Chunxia's wish that they don't want their son to break his leg. Wish value +1, current progress: 6/10."
Tian Meiji sat down on the sofa with a wry smile on his face.
"Brother, didn't you just kid me earlier?"
"You only said that your son's teeth were all polished by yourself. You can make a joke!"
People are always a bit embarrassing. He doesn't know why Yang Ling chose to stop him at the last minute, but it seems to have saved his son's legs. He wanted to thank the culprit for no reason.
With a sigh of strength, Tian Meiji forced himself to calm down: "Yang Ling, how much money do you want, I'll transfer it to you!"
Yang Ling was taken aback for a moment, then his face sank and said: "Mr. Tian, the bank will call the police if the transfer exceeds one million. Do you want the Economic Crime Division to investigate me?"
"At this point, you still want to calculate me, but I underestimated you."