Chapter 1215 (1/2)

Zhang Zhaolong is just a small episode for ye Qian, or even worse, he is just a trivial clown in Ye Qian's eyes. In fact, not to mention Zhang Zhaolong, such a dandy young master. Even the whole Lingnan Zhangjiakou, in Ye Qian's opinion, is as fragile as paper paste.

However, ye Qian didn't want to kill Zhang Zhaolong directly at this time. First of all, there were too many people watching at the gate of the golden and jade hall. Although Ye Qian was not afraid of these rumors, it was the human world after all. After all, it was the East, and it was against the law to kill people. As for the second, ye Qian is looking at Zhang Hao's face and does not want to embarrass Zhang Zhaolong.

Of course, it doesn't mean that ye Qian will let Zhang Zhaolong go without doing anything. Although he is just a clown, there are many such people and they are very troublesome. Ye Qian doesn't like trouble the most. Therefore, it is necessary to give Zhang Zhaolong some kind warnings.

Seeing ye Qian's steps approaching him slowly, Zhang Zhaolong feels flustered at the moment.

But in addition to panic, Zhang Zhaolong's heart is more about injustice and anger.

In Zhang Zhaolong's opinion, he is the eldest young master of the Lingnan family. He should be omnipotent. Why, why is it that he is not so fierce as himself, but the little white face who looks like a sick seedling in front of him? Zhang Zhaolong is not satisfied.

”You, don't come here. Don't come here. I'm the eldest young master of Zhangjia. You move me. Do you know the consequences? My father, who is the leader of the Green Forest Alliance in five provinces in the south of the Yangtze River, will never let you go...”

At the moment, Zhang Zhaolong is so flustered that he starts to scare Ye Qian with his name.

But ye Qian tilted his head and kept smiling. It seemed that he didn't put Zhang Zhaolong's words in his heart. He still walked towards Zhang Zhaolong step by step.

While Zhang Zhaolong was surprised and nervous, he kept retreating. He looked very embarrassed, like a lost dog.

As he stumbles back, Zhang Zhaolong's eyes scan the remaining children of Zhang's family on the scene.

Although Qingyang has passed out at the moment, there are still less than 20 people standing on the spot in Zhangjiakou. However, the eyes of these people looking at Ye Qian are not much better than Zhang Zhaolong. Some people's fear is even worse than Zhang Zhaolong.

”Are you all stupid? Stop him, young master!”

At this time, Zhang Zhaolong could only place all his hopes in his heart on this group of useless Zhang's children. He roared and roared, as if he wanted to recover his only remaining dignity.

But Zhang Zhaolong, after all, is the eldest young master of Zhangjia. His words are of some use to these worthless children of Zhangjia.

Although they were afraid and nervous, they still stood up and became a human wall, blocking Ye Qian's steps. However, although they blocked Ye Qian, none of them dared to take the initiative. A large group of people just stepped back.

”Little white face, I tell you, this young master is not afraid of you, not afraid of you!”

At the moment, Zhang Zhaolong is still howling hysterically. His eyes are bloodshot. It seems that he is defending his final dignity.

And Liu Mingmei on the steps looked at the scene in front of her. She just shook her head helplessly and said, ”why is it so hard?”

Although Liu Mingmei didn't know what ye Qian wanted to do next, she didn't say anything to stop her. She just stood as usual, standing behind him. It seemed that whatever ye Qian did at this time was right in Liu Mingmei's eyes.

In the face of this wall, ye Qian is still a leisurely walk, always forward.

Soon, though, a terrifying scene happened.