It turned out that the pot-bellied middle-aged man was Tang Mingxuan's father, Tang Shijie, who was the third son in the Tang family and was known as Third Master.
When Tang Shijie saw his precious son beaten black and blue, he roared, "Lead the way! I want to see who has the guts to hit my son!"
Tang Mingxuan immediately led his father and a group of bodyguards inside.
Seeing that a good show was about to begin, Shu Lingyue quickly followed her inside.
The second floor of the teahouse.
Chen Yun and Shu Tangyin were drinking tea and eating snacks when they suddenly heard a series of chaotic footsteps coming from the stairs. They then saw Tang Mingxuan and Shu Lingyue return, followed by a portly middle-aged man and several tall bodyguards.
Shu Tangyin frowned and whispered to Chen Yun, "Oh no, Tang Mingxuan really did bring the Tang family here."
Chen Yun scoffed: "Is the Tang family so great?"
Shu Tangyin said, "The Tang family is quite wealthy in Zhonghai City. The current head of the Tang family is Tang Shirong, the old man who just bid one million to buy our jade Guanyin at the charity auction."
Chen Yun was somewhat surprised upon hearing this. He looked at Tang Mingxuan and his group, who were walking over from not far away, and exclaimed in realization, "So they are from the same clan as Tang Shirong!"
Shu Tangyin nodded, looked at Tang Shijie behind Tang Mingxuan, and whispered, "This pot-bellied guy is Tang Shirong's third brother. He is arrogant and domineering because he has a rich older brother. Chen Yun, be careful."
Chen Yun smiled. Even if Tang Shirong himself came, let alone Tang Shijie, he would only be able to carry Tang Shirong's shoes.
"Ha, you still have the mind to drink tea?"
Tang Mingxuan slammed his hand on the table and shouted fiercely at Chen Yun. With his father and bodyguards backing him up, he was now full of confidence.
The tea drinkers around Chen Yun looked at him with pity; this young man was in for trouble.
Chen Yun raised his eyelids and glanced at Tang Mingxuan, coldly saying, "Didn't you learn your lesson just now? Do you want me to teach you another one?"
Tang Mingxuan turned to look at his father and several tall bodyguards behind him, and sneered at Chen Yun with arrogance: "You still want to hit me? In front of my dad and the bodyguards, you dare to touch me again?"
As he spoke, he arrogantly brought his face close to Chen Yun's.
He didn't believe Chen Yun would dare to make a move in front of his father and so many bodyguards.
Tang Shijie then warned Chen Yun in an unfriendly tone: "Kid, in Zhonghai City, it's always the Tang family that bullies others, never others that bully the Tang family. If my son insults you, you have to put up with it; if my son hits you, you deserve it. If you dare to fight back, you're asking for death."
Chen Yun sneered.
Tang Mingxuan yelled, "What? You don't dare hit me in front of my dad and bodyguards? Then it's my turn to hit you!"
After saying that, he raised his fist and swung it toward Chen Yun's face.
Chen Yun raised his hand and easily gripped Tang Mingxuan's fist.
Tang Mingxuan's expression changed drastically, and he shouted, his voice trembling with fear, "What are you doing? Trying to fight back?"
Chen Yun did not speak, but responded with his actions.
He raised his hand and punched Tang Mingxuan in the face.
Bang!
With just one punch, Tang Mingxuan was sent flying backward, his face covered in blood, and crashed heavily to the ground.
Those around gasped in surprise at the sight.
Shu Lingyue couldn't help but cover her mouth, unable to believe what she was seeing.
On the contrary, Shu Tangyin understood Chen Yun's temper very well, and was not surprised that Tang Mingxuan was beaten.
Tang Shijie was completely taken aback by Chen Yun's audacity. Seeing his son being beaten in front of him, he was so enraged that he rushed forward, grabbed Chen Yun's clothes, and roared angrily, "Even when beating a dog, you have to consider its owner! You little bastard, how dare you hit my son in front of me?"
Snap!
Chen Yun raised his hand and slapped Tang Shijie across the face, making Tang Shijie's head buzz.
Immediately afterwards, Chen Yun kicked Tang Shijie to the ground.
"Not only did I hit the dog in front of you, I also hit you in front of the dog!"
Chen Yun straightened his collar and looked coldly at Tang Shijie on the ground.
Those around were stunned by what they saw.
Even Tang Shijie's bodyguards were stunned. After a while, they rushed forward to help Tang Shijie up, asking, "Third Master, are you alright?"
Tang Shijie had a clear shoe print on his chest, a red handprint on his face, and blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, making him look extremely disheveled.
He angrily shoved away the bodyguards who were trying to help him, and cursed, "You bunch of good-for-nothings, why are you helping me? Go teach this little punk a lesson! Beat him hard, beat him to death!"
"Yes, Third Master!"
Several bodyguards rushed towards Chen Yun.
Bang bang bang...
They had barely reached Chen Yun before they were each struck by a heavy kick from him, and were sent flying like sacks of potatoes.
Tang Shijie and Tang Mingxuan, who had just gotten up from the ground, felt a chill run down their spines when they saw this scene.
Shu Lingyue's eyes widened, her face full of surprise and uncertainty. She thought to herself, "This guy is incredibly skilled!"
Chen Yun kicked away several bodyguards, looked at Tang Shijie and his son, and said coldly, "What did you just say? You wanted to hit me, and you wanted to beat me to death?"
Tang Mingxuan met Chen Yun's icy gaze, trembled with fear, and hid behind his father, not daring to utter another word.
Tang Shijie, being a seasoned veteran, behaved better and said to Chen Yun with a stiff upper lip, "Kid, don't be so arrogant. If you're so capable, let me make a phone call to my brother and come over. Then I'll make you kneel down and beg for mercy!"
Your brother?
Tang Shirong?
A mocking glint appeared in Chen Yun's eyes as he sneered, "Fine, I'll give you ten minutes to call for backup. I want to see who ends up begging for mercy on their knees."
Without saying a word, Tang Shijie took out his phone and started making calls.
After making the call.
He grinned maliciously at Chen Yun: "Kid, I've already called my brother. He's nearby participating in a charity auction and will be here in just a few minutes. You're done for!"
Tang Mingxuan was thrilled when he heard that his uncle was coming.
Shu Lingyue looked at Shu Tangyin and Chen Yun with a mocking gaze. In her opinion, Chen Yun, this hothead, was doomed.
Even Shu Tangyin became a little nervous when she learned that Boss Tang Shirong was coming in person.
Chen Yun, on the other hand, remained calm and composed, seemingly unconcerned. He picked up the teapot and casually called out, "Waiter, add water!"
Not long after, the roar of car engines could be heard from the entrance of the teahouse.
A Rolls-Royce sedan and several minivans appeared at the entrance of the teahouse.
Tang Shirong, a well-known tycoon in Zhonghai City, strode into the teahouse with his butler and a large number of well-trained bodyguards as he stepped out of his car…
When people in the teahouse lobby saw Tang Shirong, they all greeted him respectfully: "Hello, Boss Tang!"
Tang Shirong nodded slightly and led his men straight to the stairs.
Upstairs on the second floor.
When Tang Shijie saw his brother Tang Shirong arrive, he couldn't help but beam with pride and said smugly to Chen Yun, "Kid, my big brother is here. You're dead meat."
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