As the saying goes, Buddha has three points of fire.

The ordinary handicapped person is even angry when people say the word "disabled" in person.

Not to mention, it was Zhou Yan's identity.

Feng Chenglin also realized that he was wrong for a moment: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was unintentional...I have no malice, I mean..."

He wanted to explain something, but found that he really couldn't explain it!

Besides, there are still so many eyes around, wanting to kill him.

"Well, I can only say, I'm really sorry, I don't know... I just blurted out subconsciously, there is absolutely no meaning of disrespect!"

Waved his hand, he smirked.

"Then what, you...have a good temperament, although...what, on the whole, you are majestic and murderous! Much better than standing there!"

Don't look at Zhou Yan's thinness and weakness, but he has a wave of vigor.

People who can have this kind of breath are definitely not weak!

Ling Luoyu lowered his eyes slightly-

It stands to reason that Feng Chenglin is so rude. Whether it is for the sake of Zhou Yan's face or to stand up in front of the Yan family, the Zhou family should take a lesson at this time.

What's strange is that whether it is the Zhou family or the Yan family, it seems as if nothing happened, they still stood there quietly, not talking!

Feng Chenglin also realized that something was wrong, his voice became smaller and smaller, and finally silently shut up.

Zhou Yan crossed his fingers, rested on his legs, tapping comfortably, the clouds were light and breezy.

As for Bach, it is the exact opposite.

He knew exactly who Zhou Yan was.

The more silent he is, the bigger the storm that may be brewing!

However, due to the Yan family's face, he couldn't speak first, lest he lose to the Zhou family in terms of aura.

Azi pushed Zhou Yan forward and bowed back.

Bach hesitated, and two steps forward, three steps away from Zhou Yan, he hugged his fists and saluted.

"What advice does the three young masters have?"

"I don't dare to advise, but... I want to protect you with Pakistan and ask for something!"

"what?"

Zhou Yan's fingertip pointedly pointed at Feng Chenglin: "He!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

m-m-p!

Why is he!

It's not because this guy is stingy, he wants to abuse him personally when I order it! ?

Bach chuckles: "It's just a slave, the three young masters don't need to be polite!"

Turning his head to gesture, he gestured to his subordinates to take Feng Chenglin out.

Although Feng Chenglin didn't want to, Ling Luoyu didn't say anything. After a little resistance, he was clamped on his arm and pushed back to Bach.

Bach personally took hold of his arm and pushed it to Azi.

"Does the three young masters need anyone else?"

"no need!"

Zhou Yan lifted his fingertips lightly and glanced at Ling Luoyu and others casually.

"We both have a slave contract. Whoever is the slave on the ground belongs to whoever... It is up to you to decide whether they live or die!"

"Well, we won't disturb the Third Young Master!"

Bach saluted again, bid farewell to Zhou Yan, turned around and waved to signal his men to take away the slaves.

"Three Masters..."

Feng Chenglin chased the first two steps, trying to tell Ling Luoyu to be careful.

However, Zhou Yan looked at that moment with a playful look in his eyes: "Something?"

Feng Chenglin immediately realized that there is also a "three young" here!

"It's okay... I just wanted to ask, where will they... be taken?"

"They are slaves, you say, where will they be taken?"

Zhou Yan turned the wheelchair and looked at the Yaohuan in his hand.

"Can I take a look at your loop?"