Chapter 699: Beating Someone Up

Aunt Hua was also a little surprised when she saw so much money was taken out, and she showed a shocked expression.

She hurried forward, took Chen Jiahang's hand, and persuaded: "Jiahang, this is 100,000 yuan. If you don't have a wife, you can buy one next year. Then you can buy another one with 50,000 yuan. Isn't it still possible to make 50,000 yuan? How cost-effective."

Aunt Hua tried her best to persuade her. The Yang family promised her and facilitated this matter. She could get 1,000 yuan.

He Xiyan looked at the money on the table, her hands clenched into fists, and the anger in her eyes seemed to burn all the money to ashes. However, she tried her best to restrain her emotions and just looked at Chen Jiahang to see how he would deal with it and whether he would really sell her to others for 100,000 yuan.

Just when He Xiyan was anxious and angry, Chen Jiahang stood up, his face pulled down, and his emotions that he tried his best to endure could be vaguely seen between his eyebrows.

He walked to the wooden table, and then picked up the money on the table, one by one, and took them all in his hands.

He Xiyan looked as if struck by thunder, her face turned pale as snow in an instant, while Aunt Hua and Yang Fan beside her smiled smugly. If the fool took the money, then they could take the person away too.

But the smiles they just showed froze on their faces in an instant.

Chen Jiahang raised the 100,000 yuan in his hand high, then threw it out of the door like garbage.

"Get lost..." He pointed at the door, his mouth suddenly opened, furious.

At this moment, even if he was dumb, he could tell what he was saying through his exaggerated lip shape.

He Xiyan and Aunt Hua were shocked.

Yang Fan at the door stared with his eyes wide open. He was humiliated and looked extremely angry. His face was red and his eyes were spitting fire. He suddenly rushed over and grabbed Chen Jiahang's shoulders. He cursed: "You fucking fool, you dare to throw my money. Are you tired of living!"

After that, the other hand clenched into a fist and suddenly raised it.

Chen Jiahang gritted his teeth. He had been forbearing to the extreme, and his brows exuded a kind of anger that could destroy the world. He suddenly stepped forward and came to Chen Fan's left. He grabbed his raised arm with one hand and pulled his shoulder with the other hand. He suddenly twisted it hard, making a click. The shoulder joint was dislocated. Yang Fan's screams rang out in the hall, very sharp.

"Ah..." He screamed, but he was picked up by Chen Jiahang with one hand, like a livestock, and thrown out of the door fiercely.

"Get out..." He moved his lips exaggeratedly again, and said the same angry word.

Aunt Hua was obviously frightened, and hurried to the door, picking up the money on the ground in a hurry. Then she tried to drag Yang Fan up, saying: "Let's go, let's go, he is really stupid, he can't make money."

Aunt Hua pulled Yang Fan and persuaded him.

It was the first time she saw Chen Jiahang beat someone, and his movements were so skillful, as if he had practiced martial arts. Besides, Yang Fan weighed at least 140 pounds, but he could swing it with one hand. I don’t know how he has such great strength.

It’s too scary. This idiot, once he gets angry, he might beat someone to death. She will definitely not come next time.

Yang Fan, who was beaten to a dislocated joint and had a bruised face, was panting and his fingers were shaking in pain.

He pointed at Chen Jiahang and said angrily: "Just wait for me, you fucking wait for me."