Chapter 717: Why Can't I Come

Although Fan Huang had played with many women in his life, women like Liu Menglu were also very rare.

He, the young master, also had an impatient feeling towards Liu Menglu.

With a big hand, he would pull Liu Menglu into his arms and prepare for a fierce battle.

However, at this moment, the door slammed and someone kicked it open.

At the same time, Fang Chuan walked in directly from the door.

With a smile on his face, he looked at the shocked person inside, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "You seem to have done something to find death?"

"Fang Chuan?"

"How did you come?"

Fan Huang and the others were also taken aback, but Yang Zijiao was shocked with some panic.

Fang Chuan smiled faintly: "People are doing and the sky is watching, why can't I come?"

"Who are you?" Tang Daoming snorted coldly, "There is nothing wrong with you here. If you want to get down in Yizhou City, get out immediately!"

Fang Chuan glanced at Tang Daoming and smiled faintly: "You don't need to know who I am, but then, you will know the fate of offending me."

As he said, stepping forward was just a kick, and directly kicked Tang Daoming and fell to the ground. He kicked Tang Daoming several times.

Where did Tang Daoming get Fang Chuan's foot with a handful of old bones?

After a few feet, Tang Daoming was trembling with pain and screamed again and again.

"Master Fan, you should call your man soon, this man is too arrogant!" Tang Daoming cried out in pain.

When Fan Huang heard this, his brow furrowed: "Boss Tang, I can't take care of your business."

"What?" Tang Daoming widened his eyes and looked at Emperor Fan. He did not expect that Emperor Fan would say this.

"It's good that you brought someone to bully my Senior Sister Liu today." Fang Chuan smiled, "Don't leave now, I'll tell you slowly."

Then, he turned his head and looked at Emperor Fan: "What do you say?"

He said as he walked towards Emperor Fan.

Huang Fan felt the momentum on Fang Chuan, and he took a step back in fright, but he still instinctively pulled Liu Menglu.

"Don't come over." Fan Huang called out quickly, but he looked weak.

Fan Xinghui and others were shocked when they met.

When have they seen Emperor Fan like this?

Fang Chuan's mouth tickled: "Then put the person down for me and get out, otherwise you will know the consequences."

"Ok?"

"This is too..."

Fan Xinghui listened to Wood Long and others, and only felt whether he had heard it wrong, they knew deeply what kind of person Fan Huang was.

They think that Fang Chuan is dying.

When Tang Daoming heard it, a sneer flashed in his eyes.

This kid, it's not a matter of death, even Fan Huang has to provoke him.

But at this moment, Fan Huang gritted his teeth, thought about it, and finally pushed Liu Menglu onto the sofa.

He waved at Fan Xinghui: "Let's go!"

At this moment, Fan Xinghui, Wood Long and others were stunned.

Is this too exaggerated?

Fang Chuan's words can make Fan Huang, who is known as the three thousand masters, leave in a desperate manner?

However, Fan Xinghui also knew that he could not defy the words of Emperor Fan.

He nodded quickly and walked to Fan Huang's side.

When Woodron saw him, he quickly followed, his face was ugly, and he felt like he had done something wrong.

"Today, I will take care of you slowly, Fang Chuan, you will wait for me." Fan Huang snorted coldly, turned and left.

However, at this moment, Fang Chuan looked at Wood Dragon who was about to follow and waved his hand: "Did I let you go?"

"Huh?" Wood Dragon was shocked, his face pale suddenly.

Then, he quickly said to Fan Huang: "Master Fan, I..."

Fan Huang turned his head and snorted coldly: "Since Fang Chuan asked you to keep it, you should keep it. I didn't have much to do with you!"

This time, he didn't plan to protect Woodron, after all, he had the fault first.

He knows that if he really provokes this Fang Chuan, and he will be miserable if he is wrong.

To take revenge, you must be prepared.

Therefore, this time he decided to give in.

When Woodron heard this, his calf suddenly softened, and suddenly he sat on the ground.

"You can roll now." Fang Chuan waved at Emperor Fan.

Fan Huang glared at Fang Chuan, then took Fan Xinghui and left directly.

As soon as they left, the three people left behind—Wood Long, Tang Daoming, and Yang Zijiao, immediately looked at Fang Chuan with panic eyes.

Fang Chuan looked at them and smiled faintly: "What can I say?"

"It has nothing to do with me, Mr. Fang!" Tang Daoming suddenly understood the horror of this, and knelt in front of Fang Chuan.

He hurriedly said: "They asked me to do this. The call was made by Fan Huang, the idea was from Wood Dragon, and the medicine was given by Yang Zijiao."

He hurriedly said: "I didn't do anything at all!"

Before Fang Chuan could speak, Yang Zijiao hurriedly said, "Who gave me the medicine, Boss Tang, is it you?"

"I, I was forced!" Tang Daoming said quickly.

But Wood Long wanted to cry without tears. He was indeed the idea behind him, but where did he think that Fang Chuan was so powerful.

Moreover, Fang Chuan bumped into a current situation.

However, he thought for a while and said quickly: "This idea was not from me, but from Emperor Fan. I just followed them, I swear!"

"Fart!" Tang Daoming scolded, "It was you who came out with this bad idea first, and Emperor Fan would think of me. Do you still dare to deny it now?"

"Tang, you are framing me." Woodlong also quickly argued.

"enough."

Fang Chuan smiled faintly and waved his hand: "Don't say it, you all have a share. Okay, Wood Dragon and Boss Tang, you two, give you a choice."

He paused for a moment: "How do you choose to break a hand or kill your company?"

"Broken a hand?"

"The company is over?"

These two people were taken aback for a moment. If they were put before, they would not believe that Fang Chuan could have this ability, but now, they believed a little.

What can't even Fan Huang do with him, what can he say?

"I chose to break one left hand."

"me too!"

Tang Daoming made a choice, and Wood Dragon hurriedly followed the election. They love money like life, how could they choose to let the company go?

Fang Chuan smiled faintly: "Okay, then I will break your left hand, but if I want to break your hand, your hand cannot be recovered."

As he said, he suddenly grabbed the left hand of the two people and twisted it lightly.

Suddenly, the two of them screamed sternly, and there was a clicking sound from their wrists. It was obvious that the left wrist was broken.

At the same time, Fang Chuan's zhenqi submerged in it, completely destroying the nerves of their wrists, and never wanted to recover for a lifetime.

"Okay, you can roll." Fang Chuan waved his hand and said lightly.

"Thank you Mr. Fang."

"Mr. Fang said goodbye!"

The two men hurriedly bowed to each other, and then left with a look of chagrin.

Afterwards, Fang Chuan's gaze turned to Yang Zijiao, showing a smile.