Where do characters like her care about themselves? Even the boss Su Daxiong dared not speak loudly in front of Jingya.

What did you do just now?

Call someone to see, and then call a group of soldiers, ready to stop Jing Chu's sister?

There was a strong hope of survival in his eyes. Du Rong slapped himself. Then he turned his gaze to Zeng Jin, opened his mouth wide, full of fear:

"Me, what should I do now? You have a lot of ideas. Hurry up, save me!"

"this…"

He was not confused by fear, nor by fear. Once he hesitated for a moment, nodded, "Let me think about it, think about it."

As soon as the voice fell, a ringtone came from Du Rong's phone. He was a little surprised. When he saw that the person who was calling was Zhuo Zi, his face immediately showed a bitter look.

"What, what to do?"

He was a little scared in his words, and for a while he didn't know whether he should answer the phone.

Next, I’m afraid that the people in this group will make it impossible to deal with things; if not, I’m afraid they will bring people directly, so there will be no chance to forget this relationship!

"Hold, hold."

Once I looked at the restaurant. The restaurant looked very calm at the moment and thought to myself: "They shouldn't have succeeded yet. Now make good use of it and pull them back. Otherwise, if something really happens, let alone us, Mr. Su can't run away!"

He thought it very clearly that as long as things didn't happen completely, there was a possibility of remedy. If there was no such thing, if something happened, then we should do our best to ask for the other party's understanding. Otherwise, we were worried that we would have to go into exile and have a family that would not be able to return in the future.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the phone was connected, Zhuo Zi heard the sound of the air conditioner grinding his teeth: "Boss, something went wrong..."

"ah……"

After hearing these words, Zeng Jin and Du Rong both felt relieved at the same time, looking at each other, and seeing the relief in each other's eyes.

Du Rong shouted on the phone: "Don't do anything! Come on, you guys! The further you go, the more you can avoid the spotlight and come back later!

Zhuo Zi smiled bitterly and looked at the young man playing with a goblet in his hand, pressing the wound on the big fading, and said helplessly: "Boss, we lost our hands, the idea is too difficult. We were suppressed by him and couldn't walk anymore. No.

"What did you say?"

Du Rong was shocked.

After all, these bodyguards are done with money. They dare not do illegal things. But Zhuozi is different. Although their personal qualities are not as good as bodyguards, they are very harsh on them.

These gangs may not have cut people to death, but the knife in their hands is more or less bloody! In this case, these people are actually cleaned up by the disease seedlings?

"Yes, boss, a dozen of us were beaten by him in the crowd."

Despair suddenly appeared in his heart. Even Zhuo Zi himself did not understand why what should have been passed down developed to the opposite direction of the plot.

Those frightened eyes inadvertently gaze for 001 seconds, and Ye Feng Asheng disapproved. Then, Zhuo Zi quickly withdrew his eyes and stared at the floor with his own blood. He said in panic: "Boss Du, this person said he wanted to find you, otherwise we wouldn't be able to walk."

"He? Who is he?"

Zeng Jin picked up the phone: "Did it say it by a man or an adult?"

"Yes, it's a man."

Zhuo Zi said with difficulty, because his mouth turned white due to blood loss: "The woman is gone, there are only men here, the boy you asked us to clean up."

"What did you say?"

Zeng Jin's eyes showed joy: "Did you say Miss Jing is gone?"

"Yes, yes," Zhuozi replied, "She left just now, now she is the only one."

Afterwards, he added: "Boss Du, come and save us. I was hurt by him, and my brothers are unconscious. If you don't come again, I will die here with too much blood!"

He was nervous and didn't even hear the person who spoke here. He was no longer Du Rong. He only knew to open his mouth and ask for help. He was worried that the only person who could save him would turn around and leave.

Zeng Jin quickly hung up the phone, threw his cell phone to Du Rong, patted the car door, and urged: "Hurry up, come with me, Miss Jing is not here now, there is only that person, Miss Jing is not here, we will deal with this matter immediately."

Pulling the car door, Du Rong rolled out of the car, trembled slightly, and then ran to the restaurant.

Although he didn't understand what Zeng Jin said, he was only sure that Zeng Jin would not hurt him. In addition, at present, he could only seize the only opportunity to deal with this matter when Jingya was away. Otherwise, when Jingya came back, it would not be a simple judgment, or compensation could be resolved.

Ye Feng Asheng held the wine glass and drank the last sip of red wine, comfortably spitting out a muddy breath from his mouth, and his originally irritable mood also became a little happy.

He waved to Zhuozi and said, "You can leave now."

There was a strange feeling in his eyes that no one dared to move for a while because no one could understand the intentions of his ex.

"Your boss is here, you can leave," Ye Feng Asheng repeated, "Don't you understand?"

When they turned around, they saw two blurred figures appearing in the darkness. Their faces looked good and their hearts were relieved. At the same time, they were afraid of Ye Feng Asheng's ability, an unpredictable prophet.

I waited so close to the door and didn't notice Boss Du's arrival. Boss Du was not particularly careful about the outside world, but I knew better when it was coming than when I was waiting for others. This kind of thing really made them unable to say a word.

"Hurry, take me to the hospital."

Zhuo Zicai, no matter how many people there were, when he heard that he could leave, he told his flower arms around him. He wanted to lift Zhuo Zicai up quickly and prepare to walk on his shoulders.

"Wait a moment."

Ye Feng let out a sound and waved it in the air for a while, but the dog-leg knife with the handle of the knife embedded in the big skin and bones was unexpectedly unpredictable. It jumped out of Zhuo Zi's fading, blood gushed out, and jumped into the table next to it.

"ah!"

With a loud bang, Zhuo Zi was shocked directly, without any unexpected severe pain.

Du Rong and Zeng entered the door and were shocked by the huge roar. Before they reacted, they found that Zhuo Zi, who was constantly falling from him, was being carried by someone and soon ran over them.

"Stop pinching."

Ye Feng glanced at the two people at the door. It was a bit strange that they knew each other, but they didn't think too much about it. Instead, she said, "Come in and put the knife on the table. I think you can use it."

Du Rong was stunned and looked around. Finally, he found the dog-leg knife with blood stained hilt on the nearby table. It changed from previous shock to a suspicious one.

He stood at the door for a long time, finally took a step forward, stretched out his hand with a little blood temperature, and pulled the blade out of the table with force.

He held the hilt tightly, walked towards Ye Feng Asheng, and carefully placed the knife on the table. He looked at Ye Feng Asheng's cold look. He brewed for a long time to make sure that his momentum did not decline, but did not want to open his mouth, which exposed his inner uneasiness.
Chapter completed!