452: Chapter 482: Underestimated Him 452: Chapter 482: Underestimated Him “I’m your uncle.”
Fang Yi spat out these words without a hint of hesitation.
For Fang Yi, he was just this unrestrained.
It wasn’t just Lin Chen; even if an official were to anger him, he would say the sa.
It didn’t matter who the other person was; Fang Yi always had this kind of personality.
If soone respected him, he would respect them back tenfold.
However, if soone provoked him, sorry, but they shouldn’t bla him for being ruthless.
Fang Yi never minced words with people he disliked, and though Lin Chen’s status seed extraordinary, Fang Yi didn’t care.
Unsurprisingly, after Fang Yi uttered these words, Lin Chen’s expression instantly beca stormy.
“No one…
no one…” Lin Chen gritted his teeth and suddenly roared, “has ever dared to speak to like that, you’re dead!”
In an instant, Lin Chen suddenly lashed out at Fang Yi.
But a smile appeared on Fang Yi’s face.
The mont Lin Chen made his move, Fang Yi knew Lin Chen’s strength was just at the Human Level.
Lin Chen had practiced martial arts from a young age but couldn’t endure hardship and had limited capabilities.
His talent wasn’t high, so his current level was rely due to his family’s resources.
Additionally, due to Lin Chen’s unique status, he never really had a chance to engage in fights.
Even if there were chances to fight, it was always him throwing punches, and no one dared to retaliate.
Because…
he was the eldest young master of the Lin Family!
The Lin Family was one of the four great families in Tianjing, but in the Lin Family, only Lin Chen’s line was direct.
Therefore, Lin Chen was very cared for and pampered within the Lin Family, having never suffered a loss.
But now, to be bullied like this, how could Lin Chen endure it?
In Lin Chen’s mind, he naturally wanted to fiercely beat down the person in front of him and then humiliate him thoroughly to regain his pride.
I’m the eldest young master of Tianjing, I never suffer losses!
A harsh glint flashed in Lin Chen’s eyes as he suddenly swung a punch towards Fang Yi’s chest.
However, just as the fist was about to hit, it was suddenly stopped by a palm.
Lin Chen’s face registered shock, and in the next mont, the palm tightened fiercely.
Instantly, Lin Chen felt as if his fist was being crushed by iron, the excruciating pain making him involuntarily scream.
Imdiately after, Lin Chen swung his other fist reflexively, but Fang Yi, with a calm expression, easily deflected it, causing Lin Chen to freeze montarily.
Fang Yi didn’t give Lin Chen enough ti to be stunned; his palm twisted, and a “crack” sound of breaking bones emanated.
Looking at Lin Chen’s wrist, Fang Yi had twisted it halfway around, and it would have been strange if the bones hadn’t broken.
Fang Yi released his hand, not continuing further, while Lin Chen staggered backward clutching his arm.
His face almost contorted viciously, and his eyes turned blood red.
“Good!
Good!
Good!” Lin Chen uttered three tis, then coldly said, “I’ll rember you.
Make sure you tell your na; I’ll make sure you can’t survive in Moon City!”
“As if you pay my salary.
Whether I can survive or not is none of your business,” retorted Fang Yi with a sneer.
“Moreover, I just told you, I’m your uncle.
You didn’t believe that, what can I do?”
“I’ll rember you.
We’ll see about that!” Lin Chen, knowing he wasn’t a match for Fang Yi and considering this was Moon City, not Tianjing, nor his territory, any further conflict would not be advantageous to him.
Therefore, Lin Chen chose to back off.
Regarding Lin Chen’s threat, Fang Yi maintained a calm expression, lightly responding with one word, “Oh.”
Lin Chen initially thought that Fang Yi would also throw so harsh words back to regain so face.
After all, matching an enemy equally was interesting, but Fang Yi’s indifferent “Oh” left Lin Chen unable to speak, effectively silencing him.
What was this?
It was like he was a child, and Fang Yi an adult.
He tried to attack Fang Yi, who seed utterly indifferent, even wearing a mocking expression.
Suddenly, Lin Chen felt an intense rage, not knowing where it ca from, but it was enough to make him deeply rember soone, never to let it go.
Lin Chen left in fury, and Fang Yi whistled, leaning against the wall, and lit another cigarette.
He couldn’t help but laugh and cry at the sa ti; he had rely glanced at the female model, yet it brought about such an unwarranted disaster, which was ridiculous.
Moreover, Lin Chen’s temperant was too petty.
Fang Yi thought, if he and Shen Binan were to go shopping and many n looked her way, did that an he had to fight each one?
It would be pointless to fight from one end of the street to the other.
But Fang Yi, leaning on the wall smoking, didn’t notice that in a corner, an elegant man observed the whole scene.
Song Duan, wearing a pair of black-frad glasses which didn’t look bad but instead added a scholarly vibe.
Song Duan raised his glasses slightly, a smile appearing on his lips, and he softly murmured, “To provoke the precious son of the Lin Family, Miss, you really underestimate him…”
Yoga room was filled with soothing music, and the yoga session wasn’t over yet.
Normally, the n sitting and watching might have fallen asleep, but not today, with a beauty in sight, how could they sleep?
Sleeping would be a waste of beauty.
Not only were they not drowsy, but these n were even brimming with energy.
When Fang Yi entered the yoga room, he suddenly realized his seat was taken.
Fang Yi’s original spot, closest to Song Hongye, was the best seat, but Fang Yi had gone out to smoke and had that incident, only to find his spot taken when he returned.
Really now?!
Fang Yi was temperantal.
If these people had kindly discussed it with him or offered so benefits, he might have given up the seat, but now, Fang Yi was annoyed.
The one who took Fang Yi’s spot was a plump young man, sowhat sneaky looking, sitting there ogling the yoga instructor, Song Hongye.
His chubby face was flush with excitent, almost as if his eyes would pop into her clothes.
Fang Yi approached the plump youth, saying nothing but patting the plump youth on the shoulder.
At first, the plump young man just warded off with his hand, but after Fang Yi patted him a few more tis, he turned around with impatience, glaring at Fang Yi: “What?”
“Turning the tables?” Fang Yi smiled and said calmly, “You took my seat.”
The plump young man replied nonchalantly, “So what if I took your seat, taking your seat is showing you respect.
Let tell you, I’m in a good mood, don’t disturb , otherwise, I’ll make you regret it.”
At that mont, a man quickly ran over, it was He Dawei, who whispered into Fang Yi’s ear, “Brother Fang Yi, let it go, this plump guy is the son of Liu Yuanguang, the head of the City Guard Departnt, you can’t afford to provoke him.”
“Thanks for the reminder.” Fang Yi smiled, unconcerned, then turned to the plump young man, his eyes flashing coldly.
The plump youth was already focused on Song Hongye again, nearly drooling, but just then, Fang Yi suddenly slapped the plump young man’s face.
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