Godly Conceited Son-in-law

0Guanyang took a pass from Duyi to the ball behind him, showing amazing explosive strength and speed. He shook off all the defenders and rushed into the penalty area.    

    

The financial team had three defense team members and the aggressive Chen Junlong immediately blocked the blockade. Guan Yang didn't choose the conventional method of shooting directly, but instead made an unconventional stop and performed four massive 'treadmill steps' with his upper body leaning heavily to the left and right — the same 'bicycle' as Du Yi!    

    

As a result, Chen Junlong was knocked down and the rest of the team was deceived. Then, Guan Yang easily cut into the gap from the left side. The entire goal gave off a carefree feeling.    

    

The entire audience was in an uproar. This was simply a football feast! This sort of high quality match shouldn't even be on the university court. Even in the Pro Alliance, this match could be considered a classic!    

    

He pointed at Guan Yang's nose and said, "I originally wanted to let you live for a few more days, but now I'm going to find trouble with you. But now that you've delivered yourself up to me, don't blame me!"    

    

Finished speaking, Chen Junlong turned around and shouted to his teammates, "Brothers, beat him to death!" Whoever breaks this bastard's leg, I'll give 100 thousand! Whoever breaks one of his hands, I'll give 200 thousand! I'll take responsibility if you kill me! "    

    

Hearing Chen Junlong's order to kill, the financial teams, who were already fuming, rubbed their fists one by one as they walked towards Guan Yang, who had an indifferent expression on his face.    

    

A gang fight was about to happen. Was this going to be another 'accident' for the school?    

    

Many people held the attitude of watching a show and quietly watched the development of the situation. Of course, there were also many spectators who were impressed by Guan Yang's playing skills. They were worried that he would be crippled by Chen Junlong and would never be able to play again.    

    

Guan Yang had just entered the game and many people had heard of his name, but they didn't know that he was the famous player on the field. A few knew his identity and were looking forward to the upcoming match between the North River Four Young Masters.    

    

Seeing that the situation had gone out of control, Ouyang Ruo Lan and Xin Tong Yue both rushed down from the stands and ran to Guan Yang's side. Surprisingly, Du Yi also stood at Guan Yang's side.    

    

Facing Chen Junlong's rage, the management team had been utterly defeated. They ran and dodged, but who would have thought that there would still be someone who would stand up and take responsibility.    

    

Guan Yang was also surprised. He realized that aside from his two wives and Du Yi, the captain of the team, Mu Xuefeng, who had recruited him was also coming over. Although his face was pale, his steps were firm, indicating that he wanted to support him.    

    

In the face of danger, everyone else chose to protect themselves. Yet, these two fellows stood up for them. Guan Yang thought to himself, it seems like I need to talk to them after this matter ends and see if they have any interest in joining the berserk sects.    

    

Just as the two groups were about to make their move, a cold beauty ran down from the stands and handed the phone to Chen Junlong.    

    

Chen Junlong took over the phone in confusion, while the beauty sized up Guan Yang with an indifferent gaze, but hidden inside was a little bit of curiosity and appreciation.    

    

Chen Junlong put the phone to his ear and glanced at the stern man in the stands. The boy nodded at him and said something to him on the phone.    

    

With a sigh, Chen Junlong put down his phone and viciously said to Guan Yang, "I'll let you off this time. Next time, you won't be so lucky. I'll crush you once in the future!"    

    

After saying that, Chen Junlong led the group of people and left. The cold beauty who passed him the phone followed behind and glanced at Guan Yang a few times.    

    

The group of people left just like that.    

    

The thunder was loud, and the rain was small. No, the rain was not even enough.    

    

Guan Yang was a little disappointed. He had originally wanted to use this opportunity to destroy the Sect Master of the Dragon Fang Gang. This would save him the trouble of plotting against him in the future.    

    

He exchanged a glance with that grave and stern face in the stands. A trace of playfulness surfaced in his eyes.    

    

Did you smell my danger?    

    

Very well, I have also smelled your danger.    

    

Then, play with me, I believe this game will be very exciting.    

    

"… …"    

    

When school was about to end, Guan Yang ran away with his arms wrapped around his chest. Suddenly, Xin Tongyue whispered into his ear, "Guan Yang, come to my house for a meal tonight, okay?"    

    

Guan Yang really couldn't refuse such a pitiful appearance. He asked Ouyang Ruo Lan, who was a little jealous, to tell Master and Mistress that she wasn't going to go back tonight to eat.    

    

Today, Xin Tongyue had driven here in her own car, a Viscount C8 sports car that limited production by 50 units worldwide. Guan Yang couldn't help but sigh. Rich people were rich people. Even though he was also a rich person, his foundation in the mortal world was still shallow.    

    

Judging a person's power didn't just depend on how much money they had, let alone how good they were at fighting. Rather, it depended on how well-connected they were and how well-connected they were. It was precisely because of this that Guan Yang had agreed to Xi Da Peng's suggestion of creating a "rich and powerful club".    

    

"This car has to go for more than ten thousand dollars, right?" Guan Yang asked as he looked at the luxurious interior of the car.    

    

"Well, its maximum horsepower is 525, the 0 to 100 kilometer acceleration is within 2.7 seconds. On my birthday last year, my dad asked me if I liked this C8 or the Ferrari Kenzo, and I didn't hesitate to choose it." Xin Tongyue said as she held the steering wheel with her white hands, like a little girl showing off a new toy.    

    

Guan Yang joked, "Don't tell me your family runs a bank?"    

    

Xin Tongyue shook her head mysteriously, not saying a word.    

    

"Or smuggling? or arms sales? " Guan Yang continued to ask.    

    

"Fuck you, my family is in a serious business!" Xin Tongyue smiled and hit Guan Yang, then started the car.    

    

The C8 was parked in a super estate that could almost be called a castle. There was an open-air swimming pool, an extremely spacious garden and there was even a private golf course …    

    

Guan Yang felt that the Ouyang manor was nothing in comparison to this place.