"Get lost!"
The young man shouted angrily, his face looking extrely gloomy and ugly.
"Sir!"
At that mont, the flight officers’ eyes were fixed on the young man, ready to take action.
"My father is Zhang Daqian. Are you sure you want to lay a hand on ?"
The young man looked at them with a disdainful snort.
The co-pilot, the flight officers, and the flight attendant, upon hearing the young man’s words, had their eyes instantly filled with shock.
The co-pilot’s eyes flickered continuously, and after a mont of thought, he said, "Young Master Zhang, sorry for the disturbance."
Shortly after, the group left, including the flight attendant who was almost violated; she didn’t say anything else but looked at the young man with fear in her eyes and quickly left.
"Hmph!"
Watching the group leave with downcast faces, the young man’s expression finally improved a bit, regaining so of his arrogance.
"Why don’t you say your dad is a traffic police?"
At this mont, Ye Luo looked at him disdainfully and spoke.
The young man glared at Ye Luo, with a cold gleam in his eyes. He clenched his fists, suppressing the anger in his heart and returned to his seat.
Ye Luo smiled faintly and imdiately closed his eyes. Naduan Ningyu and Shui Lanxin didn’t say a thing; such characters were not worth their attention.
After six hours on the plane, at three in the afternoon, the plane arrived in Macau, this very bustling city of Huaxia.
Ye Luo followed Naduan Ningyu and Shui Lanxin down the plane and walked towards the outside of the airport.
Zhang Huai followed behind and, watching Ye Luo’s back, a cruel look flashed in his eyes, his lips curling into a cold sneer.
As they exited the airport, suddenly several black sedans stopped here, and groups of n dressed in black suits, with cold faces and sharp eyes, their waists bulging, stepped out of the cars, two of whom were Late Stage Innate martial artists, their eyes sharp as lightning.
"Young Master!"
Upon seeing Zhang Huai co out, both n hurriedly greeted him.
"Stop them!"
Zhang Huai pointed at Ye Luo and the others and coldly ordered, and at that, the group of n rushed over and surrounded Ye Luo and his companions.
Looking at the group, Ye Luo’s lips curled up, revealing a playful smile.
At that mont, Zhang Huai approached, his eyes coldly fixed on Ye Luo.
"Kid, this ti I want to see if you’re still as arrogant."
"With just this bunch of useless fools?"
Ye Luo scanned the group with a disdainful look. Although each of them seed formidable and even carried guns, which could be intimidating to the average person,
for Ye Luo, they ant nothing; he couldn’t even rember the last ti he had dealt with ordinary people.
Nowadays, he was dealing with powerful martial artists, and even those from the Innate Realm posed no threat; these people were no different from ants in his eyes.
"Kid, watch your mouth! Are you asking for a beating?"
The two Late Stage Innate martial artists looked at Ye Luo with faces full of arrogance.
Watching the two n, Ye Luo smiled faintly and pointed with one hand.
Whoosh whoosh!
Two streaks of Nine Yang Energy shot out, directly piercing through the Dantians of the two n.
Pff pff!
Imdiately, the two spat out blood, their vitality severely weakened; all their True Qi dispersed, and their Dantians were completely shattered.
The two instantly changed from Late Stage Innate martial artists to cripples, a transition as abrupt as a roller coaster, even they themselves had not anticipated it.
"You..."
The two n stared at Ye Luo with their eyes wide open, disbelief painted across their faces. They had not expected that this young lad could so easily cripple the strength they had painstakingly cultivated.
And all this was because they had slightly provoked Ye Luo, paying such a heavy price for it.
"You... what happened to you?"
Watching the two n as their aura changed, their faces pale, and even spitting blood, Zhang Huai wore a look of complete bewildernt.
These two n were among the Zhang Family’s top martial arts experts, specifically brought in to deal with other martial artists. Their strength was imnsely strong. He had specifically called them over this ti and had not expected it to suddenly turn out this way.
"Young Master, our martial arts have been crippled,"
said the two n, faces deathly pale.
"What?" Zhang Huai’s expression was one of shock.
Just then, a row of luxury cars arrived from afar, each one a Bentley worth millions, exuding grandeur and luxury.
Following this, n in suits stepped out, standing on both sides of one of the Bentleys as its door opened.
A young man was the first to step out, followed by a middle-aged man dressed in a suit and leather shoes. These two were none other than Li Tiancheng and his younger son Li Guangyuan.
"Mr. Li!"
Seeing Li Tiancheng, Zhang Huai’s expression stiffened. He was about to greet him, but the other party went straight towards the young man beside him.
"Mr. Ye, welco to Macau."
Li Tiancheng looked at Ye Luo with a smile on his face, his gaze then shifting toward Naduan Ningyu, who hinted sothing with her eyes, but Li Tiancheng said nothing.
"Mr. Ye!"
Li Guangyuan also stepped forward, coming up to Ye Luo and lowering his head as he spoke.
"Hmm."
Ye Luo nodded his head and said nothing else.
"That, Mr. Li, you know him?"
At this, Zhang Huai looked at Li Tiancheng and Ye Luo wearing a look of astonishnt.
"Zhang Huai!"
It was only now that Li Tiancheng noticed Zhang Huai’s presence and called out to him.
Seeing that Li Tiancheng had only just noticed him, Zhang Huai felt like spitting blood. Dammit, I’ve been standing right here, and only now you see ? Does my presence really amount to so little?
Although he felt both angry and dissatisfied inside, Zhang Huai did not show his discontent or anger. Li Tiancheng was different from the others.
Although he behaved recklessly in Macau due to his father’s influence, Li Tiancheng was the wealthiest man in Macau with connections and power not inferior to his father’s. Naturally, he dared not provoke him.
"Mr. Li, I..."
Zhang Huai looked at Mr. Li wanting to say sothing, but then Ye Luo spoke up: "Let’s go."
"Certainly, please!"
Imdiately, Li Tiancheng began to ignore Zhang Huai, and along with Ye Luo and the others, they got into the car and quickly left the place.
"Bastard!"
Watching this, Zhang Huai’s face was filled with anger, feeling a deep sense of humiliation. Today, he felt like spitting blood with fury, yet he was unable to vent his feelings.
From that scene, it was clear that Ye Luo and Li Tiancheng had a special relationship. Now, even if he wanted to target him again, he had to consider Li Tiancheng. Should he annoy this top tycoon in Macau, his father might not spare him either.
At that mont, Ye Luo was sitting in the Bentley, enjoying the scenery of Macau as they drove along.
"Mr. Ye, how long will you be staying in Macau, do you need to make so arrangents?"
Sitting in the front passenger seat, Li Tiancheng turned to look at Ye Luo and said.
"No need," Ye Luo shook his head.
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