My Grandpa Is A Super Godly Tyrant

Before this, he had never thought that his father, Zhung Heeming, would come and make him kneel in front of Lin Fei.    

"I will make you kneel down!" Zhung Heeming roared.    

At the same time, Zhung Heeming got up from the ground. He gritted his teeth and kicked his son Zhung Yang's leg hard.    

Bang!    

Zhung Yang knelt in front of Lin Fei.    

"Zhung Yang, if you still don't beg for Master Lin 's forgiveness, from now on, you will have to fend for yourself!" Zhung Heeming said in a serious tone.    

He was not joking at all.    

Zhung Yang was scared silly when he heard the words die on his own.    

Pak pak pak...    

Zhung Yang kept slapping his own face.    

"Master Lin , I'm sorry. I was blind to not recognize Mount Tai. I have offended you. Please forgive me." Zhung Yang held Lin Fei's thigh tightly with both of his hands and cried with tears and snot.    

At this moment, Zhung Yang's intestines were almost broken from regret!    

If he knew that Lin Fei was such a big person,    

how could he dare to offend Lin Fei?    

Dong!    

Lin Fei kicked Zhung Yang in the stomach.    

Instantly.    

Zhung Yang fell heavily onto the ground.    

Even so, Zhung Yang didn't dare to complain to Lin Fei anymore. Like a dog, he crawled in front of Lin Fei and begged him to forgive him.    

However, Lin Fei didn't look at Zhung Yang anymore.    

"Qingloong, what do you plan to do with Zhung Yang?" Lin Fei asked plainly.    

"Ah!" Chen Qingloong was stunned.    

He had never thought that Lin Fei would have such a huge amount of energy.    

Before this, he didn't believe that Lin Fei would be able to help him.    

In the blink of an eye.    

Lin Fei had actually helped him so much.    

He had been slapped in the face by Lin Fei!    

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have hit you. Please let me go!" Zhung Yang crawled in front of Chen Qingloong and begged.    

Chen Qingloong became more and more confused.    

In his dreams, he never thought that one day, a rich second generation would kneel in front of him and beg him like a dog.    

In his eyes, a second-generation rich kid like Zhang Yang was a high and mighty existence!    

"Lin Fei, I'm not dreaming, am I?" Chen Qingloong stared at Lin Fei and asked in disbelief.    

"Qingloong, you are not dreaming." Lin Fei smiled faintly, seemingly very relaxed.    

Bang! Bang! Bang!    

Zhung Yang kept kowtowing to Chen Qingloong.    

"Just now, I shouldn't have hit you. Please forgive me once!" Zhung Yang said in extreme fear.    

At this time, Chen Qingloong glanced at Zhung Yang.    

After that, he raised his head and looked at Lin Fei. He asked weakly, "Lin Fei, I hit him. Will he be alright?"    

"He won't." Lin Fei replied very straightforwardly.    

In Lin Fei's eyes, Zhung Yang was just a small figure.    

His friend, Chen Qingloong, could do whatever he wanted to Zhung Yang.    

In the end, his friend, Chen Qingloong, would be fine.    

Hearing this answer, Chen Qingloong immediately jumped up from his chair and beat Zhung Yang up.    

Actually, he had wanted to beat Zhung Yang up a long time ago.    

However, before this, he didn't dare. He was afraid of Zhung Yang's identity.    

"Don't hit me anymore. I beg you." Zhung Yang lay on the ground, his body bent like a shrimp.    

On the side, Zhung Heeming, a billionaire with a net worth of one billion, watched his son get beaten up.    

He didn't dare say a word.    

After fighting for a while, Chen Qingloong finally stopped.    

At this time, Zhung Yang was covered in wounds.    

His body was trembling, like a dog.    

"Get lost!" Chen Qingloong shouted at Zhung Yang.    

"Master Lin , are you satisfied?" Zhung Heeming looked at Lin Fei and asked with fear.