Chapter 2762 What's Next?

"Who did you want Bit to bite to death just now?"

Ye Tianlong stepped forward step by step, his expression more bleak, like a demon that makes people terrified.

Especially the murderous aura, which made Castilla and the others feel suffocated, as if they could be chopped to the ground with just a touch.

"Boy, don't come over?"

Seeing Ye Tianlong getting closer and closer, Castilla and the others subconsciously retreated a few meters, and their arrogant expressions showed fear for the first time.

They were all worried that Ye Tianlong would break their necks.

Then, Castilla remembered that this was his territory, and the people around him and in the club were all his people, so even if Ye Tianlong had ten courage, he would not dare to act wildly.

So, she yelled in anger: "Boy, this is Lancheng Club, not a place for you to run wild."

"From the looks of you, you are here to bid for the Expedition, right?"

"For General Wu's sake, I won't bother with you this time."

"But you have to know that this is not your country place."

"Everyone who comes in and out here is either rich or noble, and you can't afford to offend me."

"Come on, let's go."

Seeing that there were guests coming to join in the fun, and there were many familiar faces, Castilla became more courageous and taught Ye Tianlong a lesson with his hands behind his back.

Castilla was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and it was natural for the guests around him to teach Ye Tianlong a lesson when he was in his twenties.

Who told him that he was the first heir to the royal family of the West? Who told him that he was the most beloved nephew of General Ugo?

After Castilla finished speaking, he wanted to leave with his companions. He wanted to seek justice for the pit bull, but after thinking about it, he decided not to make trouble in public.

After all, today is about the auction of the Expedition, and Ye Tianlong looks a bit tricky.

He planned to mobilize people to teach Ye Tianlong a lesson after the cocktail party.

But he just walked four or five meters, and heard Ye Tianlong indifferently: "Who told you to leave?"

"Who told me to leave?"

Castia turned around in anger with a sneer on his face: "Boy, do you really want to die?"

"I know that the people who can participate in today's auction are not simple, but I am an existence that you cannot provoke."

"Don't say that I don't let you participate in the auction. Even if I shoot you, General Wu will not blame me if he knows."

Castia was really angry.

"Yes, Castilla is the first prince of the West Country and will inherit the throne in three years."

"Castilla is also the adopted son of General Ugo. Are you sure you want to go against General Ugo?"

A Chanel girl with exquisite and fashionable makeup and an Asian face, carrying a small purse, stood out and snorted arrogantly:

"If you want to survive in the Ukrainian Country, be more sensible."

After the Chanel girl pointed out Castilla's identity, the other companions and guests all showed playful smiles, all thinking that Ye Tianlong would definitely get out.

Lu Xiaowu also whispered: "Tianlong, forget it..."

Ye Tianlong's expression was still as calm as the sea: "Don't talk nonsense, kneel down, apologize, slap your mouth ten times, and let you go."

"What?"

Everyone present thought they heard it wrong.

They are all rich and powerful children. Kneeling down to apologize and slapping their mouths ten times are their requirements for others. When did others ask them to do this?

The Chanel girl was stunned when she saw this, and then shook her head, as if she believed that Ye Tianlong was ignorant of the world.

"After all, he came from the backward place of China. He was severely brainwashed, has a strong self-esteem, and cannot stand humiliation."

"But he doesn't know... Sometimes, it is the real wisdom to bow your head appropriately. Arrogance is just to seek death."

The Chanel girl shook her head, stopped talking about blood relationship, and spoke to wake up Ye Tianlong.

"Kneel down? Slap your mouth?"

Castia laughed angrily, and then shouted to his companions: "Brothers, go, beat him to death for me."

More than a dozen companions hesitated for a moment, and finally rushed towards Ye Tianlong with a roar. With a large number of people, they might be able to defeat Ye Tianlong.

"Bang!"

Ye Tianlong sneered without comment, grabbed one person, spun him violently, and threw him.

"Bang bang bang!"

More than a dozen people fell out in an instant, hitting the ground and screaming, and no one could stand up to fight.

One round, the whole army was wiped out.

Castia was stunned, and several female companions were also stiff.

The Chanel girl also subconsciously hugged her chest, and inexplicably felt a sense of pressure.

Ye Tianlong clapped his hands and smiled and leaned forward: "Why don't you come over and kneel down?"

Castilla's body shook violently, and he retreated with horror on his face, and kept shouting: "Guards, guards..."

At this time, there were already many curious spectators around.

Seeing Ye Tianlong killing people everywhere, and seeing that the target was Castilla, everyone almost knew what was going on. It must be the unruly prince making trouble.

But this time it seemed to have hit a hard bone. From the looks of it, it seemed that he had suffered a lot.

Then, they shook their heads at Ye Tianlong secretly, thinking that it was a politician or royal family of some country, but it turned out to be a Chinese boy, which meant they would lose.

For decades, the Chinese have been bullied in the West. They have been beaten, tipped, and kidnapped. They have always been a humble race.

Even if they are rich, they are just suckers who give money and subsidies. How can they challenge the Western prince?

But at this moment, Ye Tianlong surpassed their cognition.

"Papapapa--"

Before Castilla ran a few meters, Ye Tianlong moved closer, holding Castilla's collar with one hand and shooting at him left and right with the other hand.

"Papapapa--"

Ye Tianlong swung out ten mouths in one breath, hitting Castilla with a swollen cheek and a few teeth. He looked very miserable.

Castilla was very angry and tried to struggle but couldn't do anything.

"boom--"

After ten spanks, Ye Tianlong kicked Castilla away and clapped his hands nonchalantly.

Castilla fell to the ground, covering his cheek with great resentment. If he could, he would cut Ye Tianlong into pieces with a thousand knives.

There was silence.

Both the curious guests and the Chanel girls were shocked to see Castilla being beaten.

Then, everyone looked at Ye Tianlong with disbelief. They didn't expect that a Chinese boy like him would dare to take action.

"Are you crazy? Do you know who you hit? You are going to be finished..."

The Chanel girl couldn't hold back, pointed at Ye Tianlong and screamed: "He is a prince, prince..."

She thought it was ridiculous and unbelievable that a Chinese would actually attack the prince of the Western Kingdom and slap him more than a dozen times. It was really crazy.

Who gave Ye Tianlong the qualification? Who gave Ye Tianlong the courage?

She was very angry: "Do you understand dignity and inferiority?"

"boom!"

Ye Tianlong took a step forward, slapped Castilla on the face again, and once again sent the latter flying seven or eight meters away.

Then, he turned and looked at the Chanel girl:

"Then what?"