Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City Chapter 418 427: The Big Shot, Little Mao Brother

Ye Ling beckoned to Lu Tao, but Lu Tao rely scoffed disdainfully and waved his hand in refusal.

"I'm telling you, now is too late to speak softly, I was so considerate of your female companion, but what about you? Not only did you obstruct, but you also spoke to rudely."

"Do you know, you've ruined such a great future for your companion, can you bear that responsibility?"

"Ruining soone's future, and now you want to apologize, I tell you, there are many people in this world who make mistakes, but how many can exchange an apology for the consequences?"

Lu Tao, with an air of self-righteousness, left Ye Ling stunned. Fuck my temper, why is he acting so dumb, with that know-it-all attitude, why is he such an ass.

Those around were also dumbfounded. No way, that guy who stood up and beckoned to this idiot, he wouldn't really be thinking of apologizing to him, right?

Don't do it, we can't stand it, slapping him with a big slap would be utterly satisfying for us.

But if you apologize, we'd be displeased, we might be just the audience, but we've invested our whole heart into this, we're really focused.

"I refuse your apology, but I can give this girl another chance, she is perfect, and should not lose her dazzling star path because of you."

"It wouldn't be fair to her, and I'm not so petty, so I forgive her, but that doesn't an I forgive you, rember that!"

Lu Tao's smug appearance made Ye Ling's teeth itch with irritation. Damn it, it's the first ti I've seen such a piece of work, truly Top Grade, utterly loathso.

Ye Ling looked at Qing Yi, who was also in a daze: "Qing Yi, what do you say?"

"I feel what you're thinking is exactly what I'm thinking," Qing Yi said to Ye Ling.

Ye Ling was puzzled, "What's on your mind?"

"Geez, you don't know what I'm thinking, why ask such a thing? Just do what you want to do, I absolutely support you!" Qing Yi said with hate.

Ye Ling nodded: "Well then, I know now, don't worry, we're definitely on the sa page."

Having said that, Ye Ling turned around, his palm suddenly raised, then viciously slapped the still none-the-wiser and smug Lu Tao.

"Holy shit, look, a big palm, and there it goes, right in the face!"

Not far away, a youth was incredibly excited, finally, action, damn, we've all been waiting for this for so long, this is the epito of a belated slap.

With a smack, loud and crisp, everyone's hearts felt a rush of satisfaction, but Lu Tao himself was stunned, his body sent flying by the slap.

Bang, Lu Tao's body smashed heavily onto the ground, feeling his blood roil and spitting out blood on the ground, wailing miserably, looking at Ye Ling incredulously.

"You dare to hit ? You actually dared to hit ?" Lu Tao covered his face, feeling a fiery pain, about to split open.

Ye Ling glanced at the extrely excited audience all around and suddenly laughed: "Rest assured, don't worry, everyone, tell , does this guy deserve to be hit?"

"He does! Spank that bastard, I hate people like him the most, pretending to be noble when they're actually scamrs!"

"Hit him! I'll sponsor fifty cents, slap him good!"

"He got slapped so hard he couldn't find the ends of the vast sky, nor could he find his love, just a complete lowlife, and I can't stand him anymore."

"Slap! Slap! Guys, help out with a five-dollar slap, don't scrimp because it's too little."

The surrounding audience, each and everyone eager to stir up trouble, burst into laughter. Ye Ling laughed heartily as he walked over to Lu Tao, looking down with a grim smile on his face.

"Do you think I dare not slap you?" Ye Ling asked sincerely.

Lu Tao was utterly dumbfounded. What the hell was going on? How had he suddenly beco public enemy number one? The situation had turned too fast; he hadn't done anything at all.

Aggrieved, that was his first thought. Lu Tao struggled to stand up, the pain in his body ant nothing to him; the real pain was in his heart.

He had beco the villain everyone pointed at and despised—this was absolutely impossible! He was the Protector, the embodint of justice.

Smack, Ye Ling landed another slap. Lu Tao watched as the ever-growing palm harshly struck his cheek.

His eyes bulged, and he suddenly felt light and ethereal, as if he was floating. This feeling was so strange.

Thud, Lu Tao fell straight to the ground, sitting there in a daze, completely stunned by the shock!

"You dare hit ! Do you know who I am? I'll tell you, do you know the small-ti bros at the high-speed train station? They are my close buddies; I'll make sure you don't die an easy death!"

"I'm telling you, you're finished. I won't let this go easily; I'll show you what I'm made of!"

Lu Tao yelled, resorting to the big shot behind him, the small-ti bro. In his mind, that was an absolutely formidable personage, even the local police station chief was on brotherly terms with him.

To be able to fraternize with the police chief and not be a big shot? Hmph, offend and with a small fee to the small-ti bro, the despised jerk who dared to slap will have his hand severed.

Ye Ling paused, then burst into laughter: "Never heard of him, but don't you think you should consider your own safety before threatening ?"

At this, Lu Tao was montarily stunned, then inhaled sharply, managing an awkward smile: "Heh, let tell you, don't think about laying a hand on . I'm not easy to ss with!"

"Whether you're easy or hard to ss with, I don't know, but what I do know is, you really had it coming." Ye Ling grinned, his pearly white teeth reflecting a sheen that made Lu Tao's heart tremble.

Smack, another slap and Lu Tao collapsed to the ground, two of his teeth knocked out, wailing miserably with a piteous expression on his face.

At this ti, the train police had also arrived, stopping both of them. Lu Tao chose not to call the police; he wanted to show Ye Ling that he was a man, a man of the jianghu.

In the jianghu, when n settle disputes, they resort to iron-blooded combat, using primal force to crush Ye Ling underfoot.

Finally, the confrontation ca to an end, but a middle-aged man approached Ye Ling, a worried look on his face: "Son, be careful. This small-ti bro he was talking about is not soone to ss with, the so-called tyrant of the high-speed train, with a hundred or so underlings, and it's said they've all seen blood."

"You'd better be prepared or call so friends. It would be best if you could get on the small-ti bro's good side. Otherwise, once you get off the train, you could be in trouble."

Ye Ling nodded, appreciative of the man's genuine concern: "Don't worry, uncle. I'm just too lucky; not even Heaven wants , so no issues there."

"Besides, it's just a street ruffian of no interest to ."

Ye Ling's last sentence was very quiet, and the middle-aged man didn't hear those chilling words.