"Give you a chance, call your boss now. There is still a chance to survive. Otherwise, you won't go today," said Ye Feng.

The arms of a dried flower were unclear, so strangely, Ye Feng's voice was speaking, and a scream afterwards rang. Then they suddenly turned around and looked at Zhuo Zi, who was roaring hysterically, and their faces changed a lot.

The scimitar that disappeared in front of everyone's eyes just now had completely penetrated Zhuo Zi's great fading, and it was a veritable "one knife and two holes!"

What's even more exaggerated is that if it had not faded down and gathered into a bright red water flow on the ground, they would not have noticed that even the scimitar's shank had already penetrated into the flesh and bones!

"If I can't see the person I want to meet, I will give you three minutes, three minutes later..."

The words were very cold. Ye Feng Asheng slowly placed his palm on the table in front of him. Then, he let out a gentle sound and threw down the table with a steel plate and a thickness of more than ten centimeters.

For a while, everyone was trembling and dared not let go.

Looking at the sound of leaves and the phoenix with light clouds, everyone around him had very consistent and fearful faces. Especially Manager Li, he seemed to have seen a ghost.

The dining table here is not only strong, and will not move easily in order to maintain weight, but also inlaid with very hard steel plates, not bare hands. Even if you bring a cutting machine, it will not be so easy to damage for a period of time and a half. This exposes the full thickness of the two fingers. From the fracture surface, silver light can be clearly distinguished.

Even Tie and Steel may be smashed by bare hands. What kind of horror character is this person who came with the Jing family?

"You don't have much time."

Just as everyone was stunned by this scene, Ye Feng's cold words came to their ears again: "Since you don't want to give you a way of life, I'll let you die."

Although it is midsummer, this indifferent language still makes people feel cool.

Especially for the purpose of this sentence, the colic was in the lower abdomen, the knife was falling off, and blood was dripping, just like walking barefoot in the snow and ice. The frozen teeth kept closing and trembling, breathing rapidly, and trembling.

With conditions, he reached out his hand and grabbed a flower arm beside him. He stuttered for a long time, and couldn't finish a word.

The more anxious he is, the more chaotic his behavior becomes. It takes only one action to pick up his phone, which is as difficult as picking up Buddhist scriptures from the West. It takes ninety-eighty disasters to get what he wants!

In Zhuo Zi's eyes, the flower arm hesitated while opening it in Ye Feng's voice: "Brother, we will notify the boss. You, no, you can wait for a while, just wait for a while."

He stood with Zhuo Zi, of course, and was under greater pressure than others, so now he was a little incoherent, and his education was low. He organized for a long time before he could express his meaning and gain time to spell it out.

"I don't have much patience. You'd better hurry up."

Ye Feng Asheng was not in a hurry and answered a sentence naturally, which was to say that he saw the trembling person in front of him clearly, looked at the pool of wine stains on Jingya's big suit, and said, "You have to change your clothes first."

"but…"

Jingya wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Ye Feng's eyes.

Ye Feng's voice and eyes clearly expressed one meaning, that is:

If even these people can't be cleaned up, then he will be a little too young.

So she nodded and left the restaurant.

"What are you doing!"

Not far from the door, I had come in and out, and suffocated the white Lexus parked on the side of the road, with an impatient look on my face.

"Why are you here?"

Du Rong rolled down the car window and glanced at Zeng Jin outside the car. His words were even more strange. Then he looked at a group of men and women standing on this side not far away, and suddenly realized, "Do you take your companions to play?" What's wrong? Do you have any new things to introduce to me?

At this time, his face was filled with swelling.

"what's on your mind!"

Look at this friend who is still thinking about women at this time, once he is in trouble: "How dare you make trouble here! Do you know who is inside?

"who?"

Du Rong lit the cigarette and disagreed. "I had some conflicts with Mencius and Mo family in the hot spring area just now. The two people were next to him. It doesn't matter if they don't take it seriously. I'm not the kind of person who can't find anything. Who knew that the child would scold me before leaving. I asked the bodyguard to stop him for advice. He was fine. I had defeated my bodyguard and I couldn't swallow it."

As he spoke, a trace of victory flashed in his eyes: "How is it?" Is this play interesting?

Then, looking at Zeng Jinshen's hated face, he was stunned and asked, "Isn't that child your friend? If you have a good relationship with you, let him set a table for me in public and then it's over. Otherwise, you don't care about it. I have to let him know the end of the conversation.

"you…"

"you!"

Once the roots of the teeth enter the hatred, they itch and then point their fingers at his face: "Do you know who hits them?"

Du Rong narrowed his eyes under the dim light in the car. After confirming that there was indeed a less obvious palm print on his face, his eyes looked a little fierce: "Have you ever been beaten by him?"

"Good kid, brave enough fat, I dare not start in our territory. I must kill him tonight. I will ask them to bring people here. How do we correct it?"

He was a group of four, a flatterer and a great disciple, but he had already been put into the position of fighting bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit, so Du Rong was also the one with the best relationship with him. Now I heard that my friends were beaten, so where could I resist? I immediately took out my cell phone and ordered food.

"Don't stop!"

He quickly pressed Du Long's hand, pressed his voice, and said word by word: "You are so unfortunate! We cannot anger the people inside!"

"Um?"

Du Rong half-believed and half-doubted: "Is there anyone here that we can't mess with? Isn't it the eldest son of the Jing family?"

Then he waved his hand with a self-deprecating look: "I can't, I've seen Jing Nobita. Unlike that child, the bottle of 47-year-old wine is about to open tonight. Jing Nobita is busy drinking. How can I have time to mix it here?"

"Are you an idiot?"

A sound suppressed the extreme roar. Du Rong once took a sip of smoke from his mouth, allowing the spicy to penetrate into his lungs for a long time. The smooth wrist began to tremble and opened, and the sound was still a little trembling: "The person is inside, not Jing Chu."

“That’s all?”

Du Rong smiled and patted Zeng Jin on the shoulder. He wanted to say something more, but when he heard words like "Nine Ghosts", it made people feel cold all over.

"The person inside is Jing Chu's sister, Jing Ya, the person you mentioned came with Jing Ya."

The outstretched hand was hanging in the air, Du Rong's eyes were filled with an incredible look, and the corners of his mouth began to twitch. After a long time, a chill came from somewhere, and then his body began to tremble uncontrollably.

The person I just met in the hot spring area is the sister of Jingchu, the Jing family’s Dashou family in Luxi City.

No wonder she now looks at herself with that indifferent look, she thinks it is despised and despised. Now, looking back, it would be of course a matter of looking at herself with that look.
Chapter completed!