Bang!
Wu Fan felt as if all of the bones in his body had been crushed. He glared at Ye Chen aggressively.
"Ye Che, how dare you hit me! I'll call the police to arrest you! My uncle is a leader in the police force in the capital."
Ye Chen ignored his threat and simply said, "Your mouth deserves a slap."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Chen waved his hand gently. Although he was two meters away from Wu Fan, a surge of air swept out and slapped Wu Fan's cheek!
Not only did Wu Fan's cheek turn a nasty shade of red, but some of his teeth fell out!
It was a tragic sight!
Wu Fan was stunned, and his expression was as if he had seen a ghost.
He had no idea what had just hit him!
"Apologize to Wei Ying. I'll only give you one chance to do so," Ye Chen said.
His tone was very calm, but also very cold.
Wu Fan's heart palpitated.
