Just when everyone was thinking Ling Fei was about to suffer, suddenly, a black shadow flashed, Ling Fei quickly lifted his kick, hitting Wu Ziliang's stomach, and kicked him out about ten meters away on the spot.

"pretty!"

This beautiful voice was not called by others, but by those referee teachers.

This extremely ironic scene made Wu Ziliang extremely embarrassed.

He shouted at his teammates:

"What are you looking at? Why don't you go up and kill him for me?"

Wu Ziliang's teammates realized that as soon as they were about to step forward, Chen Xiaocao's teammates quickly surrounded him and stood in front of Ling Fei.

"What do you want to do? Do you want to bully people because you rely on too many people?"

"Damn, he beat Mr. Wu, it's best for you to get out of the way."

"What's wrong with Wu Ziliang? Is it so great to have some money?"

Both sides were about to break out, and they were about to fight, but were stopped by the referee.

"What do you want to do? Do you want to be fired? Get back to me, no one is allowed to do it."

Due to the majesty of the referee's teacher, the two sides did not fight in the end, but just spit a few hard spits.

The referee came to Ling Fei and said with a smile:

"Young man, you're fighting well. Don't worry, you're not wrong, no one can bully you!"

Ling Fei smiled and nodded. Is it Yenching University or some people?

Wu Ziliang could only suppress it in anger, but the game was obviously unable to continue. He didn't want to continue to be humiliated by Ling Fei. That kind of slam dunk was simply no one to solve!

He was in a bad mood and turned his eyes to the other side, but unexpectedly found that Yu Xianger had walked down at some point and was walking towards him.

Wu Ziliang's eyes lit up. Could it be that Yu Xianger saw that she was bullied, so she wanted to come and comfort herself?

If this is true, then he will make a profit. After all, compared to basketball, he can definitely brag about Yu Xianger's favor, and he can again brag about the circle of rich second-generations in Yanjing.

So he immediately began to sort out his autumn clothes, shook his sweaty hair, and tried to put on a handsome look.

When Yu Xianger just came to him, he immediately smiled and stretched out his hand, wanting to shake hands with Yu Xianger.

But Yu Xianger, without even looking at him, walked past him and walked straight towards Ling Fei.

The smile on Wu Ziliang's face suddenly became stiff.

He, Wu Ziliang, one of the four young masters in Yanjing, and the young master of the Wu family, was actually stolen by a young boy?

At this moment, Wu Ziliang was almost collapsed.

Looking back, Yu Xianger had already walked to Ling Fei and blamed her delicately:

"Ling Fei, last time in Jiangnan, you dared to leave alone and leave alone. It's so hateful."

The ambiguity in the tone made Wu Ziliang's heart bleeding.

The woman he wanted to fuck was actually snatched by an unknown brat! This humiliation, this grief and anger made Wu Ziliang's blood surging, his eyes were scarlet, and he almost wanted to eat people.

"Yu Xianger! Are you enough?"

Wu Ziliang clenched his fists in anger and stared at Yu Xianger.

Yu Xianger was slightly stunned, turned around and glanced at Wu Ziliang with some displeasure.

"Wu Ziliang, what do you want to do?"

Yu Xianger is not afraid of Wu Ziliang. She is a little queen-level figure. There are too many people chasing her and having too many capable people. What's more, her family itself is not weak in Yanjing.

"Yu Xianger, everyone knows that I, Wu Ziliang, have been chasing you! But what about you? You have a cold face all day long! Now, who is not good with you? You are actually with this kid! How can he compare to me? I am the eldest son of the Wu family and the future heir of the Wu family! In terms of appearance, will I lose to him?"

Yu Xianger's eyes were full of disdain.

She had seen Ling Fei's true appearance, and that kind of look was not something Wu Ziliang could be qualified to compare.

"Sorry, you're not as handsome as him."

"Puff hahaha..."

A burst of laughter broke out in the crowd, making Wu Ziliang's face turn blue and white.

"Yu Xianger, are you really so heartless? Do you know that I specially customized the limited edition Bugatti for you, and it cost me 50 million! I invited you to come today just to take you for a ride. Do you really care at all?"

A huge stadium suddenly burst into a huge discussion.

"My God, Wu Ziliang is really one of the four young men in Yanjing. In order to pick up girls, he bought a car and paid 50 million yuan!"

"What's this? I heard that he still has many cars, such as the Lamborghini Bull, McLaren P1, Rolls-Royce Phantom, and even Ferrari Rafa... He often changes cars to drive."

"Hey! It seems that it's better to have money."

This discussion made Wu Ziliang feel some satisfaction, and he finally felt better in his heart.

The pawn next to him couldn't help but say arrogantly:

"Our young master originally wanted to buy the limited edition of Xibeier worth 100 million yuan, but unfortunately, Xibeier only produced two, one convertible version and one hardtop version. If these two were not bought by another unknown rich man, our young master would have bought one."

"Hiss~!"

Everyone couldn't help but take a breath of air conditioning.

Wu Ziliang almost bought a sports car worth 100 million yuan? Isn’t this too scary?

Although Wu Ziliang still didn't buy it in the end, it was because the other party was too strong. People did not mean to look down on Wu Ziliang, and they still felt awe of Wu Ziliang.

After all, no one would doubt that Wu Ziliang was bragging.

He is one of the four young masters in Yanjing and the future heir of the Wu family! He can spend 50 million without hesitation, and 100 million is nothing to him.

But some people couldn't help but wonder, who is the buyer behind Xibel? It's too amazing, right? He actually bought two at once? I guess the other party is more rich than Wu Ziliang and even more amazing!

Most people are still praising Wu Ziliang, and many people are still surrounding him and starting to introduce themselves, as if they want to be favored by Wu Ziliang and thus climb the ladder of life.

Chen Xiaocao also came over at this moment and smiled apologetically at Ling Fei.

"Brother Fei, I'm sorry, I've let you offend Wu Ziliang."

"It's okay, he's just a jumping clown, nothing."

Chen Xiaocao could only smile bitterly. He knew that Ling Fei was holding on, so he couldn't help but admire Ling Fei. If it were someone else, he would probably be so scared long ago, right?

Yu Xianger was very angry and couldn't help but say:

"This damn Wu Ziliang will show off his wealth! It's so hateful."

Chen Xiaocao smiled bitterly.

"There is no way. In this society, if you have money, you are the master!"

At this time, Wu Ziliang had obviously become the focus of the stadium, and almost everyone's eyes were concentrated on him.

In their eyes, people who can afford to drive a luxury car worth 50 million are like gods!

Long Yuyan also came to Ling Fei at some point. She stared at Wu Ziliang, who was highly anticipated, and said to Ling Fei:

"You shouldn't offend him! Now, you should know what kind of opponent you are facing, right?"

This tone made Ling Fei very upset and seemed a little proud.

Your relative was insulted, and you were even proud of it. It was such a stupid person.

However, at this moment, a beautiful figure hurriedly ran in outside the gymnasium. In terms of figure, appearance, and temperament, she was not inferior to Yu Xianger, and she was even better!

"Mr. Ling, sorry, I'm late. Originally, my grandfather was only going to buy the convertible version of Siber for you, but later he bought another convertible version, so it was half a day late to deliver the car. I'm really sorry."
Chapter completed!