The Strongest Tycoon

He was secretly delighted. He thought that Lin Fan would be worried about the Faang family and wouldn't dare to act rashly.    

However, it was too early for Faang Liang to be happy. Lin Fan wasn't weighing the pros and cons in his heart.    

Instead, he deliberately kept him in suspense. When he was almost done, he sneered and refused flatly.    

Faang Liang's face turned green. He, Young Master Faang, had never suffered such humiliation in his own territory.    

Today, Lin Fan had repeatedly slapped him in the face.    

He slapped Faang Liang's not-so-handsome face until it cracked and even rubbed it against the ground.    

The key was that it would be fine if no one else was watching, but a man should know when to yield and when to yield. It would not be shameful to grovel behind his back.    

But now, thousands, tens of thousands of people were watching. Lin Fan's subordinates... There were also those pretty girls who were watching the show on the wall.    

Just say Faang Liang's subordinates that he had brought with him. At this moment, they had also seen their young master make a fool of himself.    

Faang Liang's subordinates were also awakened by the cold water. Their eyes were wide open as they watched Young Master Faang being scolded like a dog instead of being pretentious.    

Faang Liang had lost all his face at this moment. He wished there was a hole in the ground that he could crawl into.    

In front of so many of his underlings, Lin Fan didn't give him any face at all.    

"Do you really want to become enemies with my family? You should know that I am the only heir of the Faang family. If you dare to touch me, I will make you my enemy! No!" Faang Liang had yet to vent his anger.    

He was still trying to reason with Lin Fan. Under normal circumstances, Faang Liang might have lost, but the strength of his family was still there.    

If it was someone else, they might really let him go just like that.    

After all, it was not worth it to have a death grudge with the Faang family. After all, the people of the upper class were more concerned about the gains and losses.    

Or to put it bluntly, it was a benefit, but who was Lin Fan? As the dignified young master of the Lin Family, how could he take a liking to someone like the upper class?    

Lin Fan would never consider the benefits and losses that Faang Liang had.    

Letting Faang Liang go was the biggest loss!    

Lin Fan did not say anything, but Faang Liang kept talking. "Let me go. I won't let you lose money. Name a price. How much do you want? "    

Lin Fan smiled. "Oh, then it's a little difficult for me to calculate. How much do you think a young master of the Faang family is worth?"    

Faang Liang did not expect Lin Fan to throw this question back at him, he was stunned for a moment.    

When the upper class had a conflict that was difficult to reconcile, they would not fight to the death after using force.    

The winner could name a price, while the loser would pay.    

This was a routine of the upper class, or rather, an unspoken rule.    

After all, they were all upper-class people. They were waiting to enjoy their rotten lives, so why would they want to die?    

There was nothing that could not be settled with money.    

Faang Liang said this because he had his confidence. The conflict tonight was just a simple clash of force.    

There was no protracted financial war between them, so to Faang family, it was not a loss of money.    

Therefore, no matter what price he offered, Faang Liang had the confidence to take it out.    

However, Lin Fan threw this question back at him, which made Faang Liang a little conflicted.    

He had said too little, and it did not match his status as Young Master Faang. But it would be a loss if he said too much. No one was willing to give their money to outsiders.    

The same went to Faang Liang. The money of the Faang family would belong to him in the future.    

He would have to pay a lot of money. How painful would that be?    

But the problem came back. If he lost too much, it would be a loss, but it was not pleasant to hear.    

With his identity as Young Master Faang, he could not just take out the money that he did not like and fool others. If outsiders knew about it, they would think that he was worthless and too cheap.    

It would make people laugh their heads off.    

After hesitating for a while, Faang Liang finally gritted his teeth and said haltingly, "Look, how about three, three million?"    

Lin Fan was stunned when he heard that. Then, as if he had misheard him, he dug his ears.    

He asked Faang Liang to confirm, "What? How much did you say? Louder, I can't hear you clearly!"    

Faang Liang shouted with a red neck, "Three million..."    

If he said it like that, it would be the same as him buying and selling goods. In front of so many people, it made Faang Liang extremely ashamed.    

Lin Fan suddenly laughed out loud. "Three million? So the so-called Young Master Faang was actually worth that little money. Tsk tsk, this is too cheap, too cheap!"    

As soon as Lin Fan finished his words, everyone on the wall burst into laughter.    

Looking at how everyone was laughing at him, Faang Liang really wished he could die. This was too embarrassing.    

But the current situation was like a knife in the chopping board. He, Faang Liang, was the meat on the chopping board, allowing Lin Fan to knead him as he pleased.    

Not wanting others to continue mocking him, Faang Liang finally corrected himself, "You heard it wrong. I said thirty million, not three million."    

Such unreasonable reasoning made Lin Fan burst into laughter.    

"Thirty million. Young Master Faang, you have the nerve to say that with just this little money? You really are a slut!"    

"I... Lin Fan, don't go too far. Do you really think you can insult me as you wish after winning today?" Faang Liang became anxious.    

Lin Fan laughed. "Oh my, you are getting impatient. It seems like you did not suffer much."    

After saying that, he turned to the Loongxiang Guard and said, "Someone, come and help this b * tch with some tricks. Take good care of her so that she won't say that we didn't take good care of her."    

"Yes!" The Loongxiang Guard responded with a loud voice.    

Faang Liang was so scared that he trembled. The so-called hands-on part... From what he heard, it was probably eighteen different kinds of torture.    

Mm, he guessed right.    

In the next moment, a few people from the Loongxiang Guard walked out and brought out some terrifying torture instruments as if they were performing magic tricks.    

When Young Master Faang saw one of them, his eyes widened and he couldn't stop cursing in his heart!    

He didn't know which crazy guy had dragged a wooden donkey here.    

The key was that on the back of the wooden donkey, there was a straight stick pointing towards the sky, which stunned everyone.    

The group of young ladies who were watching the show with Lin Fan on the top of the wall were even more embarrassed.    

They were all thinking in their hearts. They never expected that the lofty Young Master Lin in everyone's eyes would have such a hobby behind his back.    

Could it be that when there was no one around, he would always put on a 50-degree show in this manor?    

Especially when they saw the frightening size of the wooden stick, the sisters silently made gestures and then considered it seriously.    

If Lin Fan also invited them to play this kind of game, he didn't know if he would be able to endure it.    

Lin Fan did not know that once this killing weapon appeared, it caused everyone's imagination to run wild.    

At this moment, the corners of his eyes were twitching. He was cursing the Loongxiang Guard in his heart for making such a thing.    

Wasn't this tarnishing Young Master Lin's image?