115: C115 Wickedly and Arrogantly

C115 Wickedly and Arrogantly

To ordinary people, Transformation Stage Grandmasters were like deities on land!

Such a person … They definitely could not afford to offend him, even a top family clan like Zhou Family of Nanjiang would not dare to offend him, let alone an owl-like person like him, who was under the protection of the Jiang-Nan Zhou Family.

Pei Feng stared at Ninth Master Du without blinking. After a long while, a strange look flashed across his eyes.

The old man stood with his arms crossed and his eyes lowered. There was not a single fluctuation in his emotions. He had truly become as calm as still water.

Pei Feng was able to see through people's heart, and even the slightest changes could not escape his eyes.

He could feel it... What the old man had just said was not false.

Even if he really killed Du Mingfeng now, this old man probably wouldn't even bat an eyelid!

One had to know that Du Mingfeng was his most beloved grandson. Even though he took the risk of catching a cold, he still dragged his sickly body all the way here …

This Ninth Master Du was not an ordinary person.

The ruthlessness of one's heart, the strength of one's mental fortitude, the depth of one's shrewdness, and the ability to choose and choose far surpassed Luo Sanlee. These were the truly formidable and formidable people.

Seeing that Pei Feng's expression was cold and that he had not spoken a single word, the atmosphere in the Closed Moon Hall became even more tense. Luo Sanlee could not sit still any longer, and smiled as he stood up, clasping his fists towards Ninth Master Du, and said respectfully: "Ninth Elder, Mr. Pei has already spoken, but that stinking brat Ming Feng … "He said that he's your grandson and that no one would dare to touch him. He even said that he wouldn't apologize no matter what and that he would fight to the death with Mr. Pei."

When Luo Sanlee said this, Ninth Master Du's pupils suddenly contracted and his expression finally changed.

"Xiaoyi!"

"Yes, Ninth Master."

The one with a scar on his left eyebrow responded immediately.

"Break his legs!"

"Yes."

Just as he finished speaking, the sound of wind rose. The tall man dressed in a Chinese tunic was surprisingly fast and actually arrived beside Du Mingfeng with a single step.

"What are you doing? F * ck me, how dare you... "Ahh!

A 'kacha' sound was heard, followed by an incomparably miserable howl.

The man called Xiao Cai was extremely ruthless to Du Mingfeng. With one palm, he flipped Du Mingfeng over. Then, he suddenly stomped on Du Mingfeng's right calf and broke his shin!

He picked up the broken bottle and rubbed it back and forth with both hands like a rag.

"Ka La!" Ka La! "Ka La!"

The glass bottle shattered in an instant, and the sound of the skin and glass scraping together could be heard. The sharp glass scraps were like foam in his hands, casually rubbing!

Countless pieces of glass fell onto the carpet. Xiao Cai clapped her hands lightly and said indifferently: "Young Master Du, don't play with this kind of thing when you have nothing better to do. It could harm you."

His hands... Unexpectedly, there was not a single injury, not even a single white mark!

Seeing this, Hei Zi's expression changed.

Ninth Master Du had two bodyguards, one called Tiny Herb and the other called Earth Dragon. They had been following Ninth Master Du since they were kids for 20 years.

According to the legends of the martial world, this little cub and the earth dragon were both extremely powerful experts.

Hei Zi had already mentioned this to Luo Sanlee. He wanted to compete with Ninth Master Du, the two bodyguards, but was firmly rejected by Luo Sanlee.

At this moment, Hei Zi was shocked to see this person reveal such a trick.1

Rubbing the glass bottle was as easy as kneading dough. Furthermore, his hands were fearless of the sharp glass fragments. Putting everything else aside, the strength and cross-training speed of this person's hands were extremely terrifying!

This kid... Definitely stronger than him!

On the sofa, Pei Feng looked at the girl with a faint smile.

Although the last sentence was said for Du Mingfeng, it was actually said for him.

At the last moment, the petite turned his head and gave him a deep look. There was a faint sense of threat and provocation in his eyes. Even though it was just for a split-second, he still saw it.

At this moment, Ninth Master Du's voice sounded again, "Apologize to Mr. Pei, now! Otherwise, I will have Lingzi beat you to death today."

Du Mingfeng was sweating profusely and his face turned pale.

This time, he no longer dared to be so arrogant. He knew — his grandfather was truly angry!

He forced himself to lift his head and stared at Pei Feng, spitting out each word as he said, "I'm sorry, Pei..." Mr. Pei, I apologize, I was wrong —! "

That voice was as if someone squeezed it out of the cracks in their teeth. It was filled with deep hatred and malice.

Pei Feng looked at him indifferently: "What else?"

"I... I give up my share in Hi Party Dancing Pool, and will never step foot into Hi Party Dancing Pool ever again! "

Pei Feng smiled and turned his head to Luo Sanlee who was beside him, "I'll leave this matter to you, Master Luo."

"Don't worry, Mr. Pei, leave this to me."

Nodding his head, Pei Feng turned to look at Jin Xiaocui and Aunt Qin." Xiao Cui, Aunt Qin, I have a suggestion – after all, the Hi Party Dancing Pool is a mixture of dragons and snakes, and the environment isn't too good. I'll think of a way to set up a shop for you guys across from Naiming High School. You guys can open a restaurant or a small supermarket, what do you think? There are a lot of students in Naiming High School, so you don't have to worry about business.

Jin Xiaocui was shocked. After a moment of hesitation, she said softly, "Feng, I had the same idea, but …" We don't have much money, and most of it is for my brother to go to school with. "

Before Pei Feng could say anything, Luo Sanlee had already opened his mouth: "I'll pay for it, I'll look for a shop, I'll come to renovate it, I'll talk about the lowest rent for you, how about it, you two?"

What happened today really scared Luo Sanlee to the point that he broke out in a cold sweat. In his eyes, Jin Xiaocui and Aunt Qin had become two gods of plague. If he sent them away quickly, who knows when he might offend Pei Feng again!

"Xiao Cui, Aunt Qin, what do you think?"

Pei Feng smiled, "Don't feel bad. Xiao Cui, you've suffered today. It's only right that Master Luo contributed the money."

Hearing Pei Feng's words, Jin Xiaocui and Aunt Qin whispered to each other for a while. Jin Xiaocui looked at Xiang Peifeng with gratitude in her eyes. "Thank you, Feng."

Pei Feng smiled and waved his hand: "You guys go out first."

"You, take Jin Xiaocui and Aunt Qin to the Finance Department to handle the procedures. Right, tell Accountant Ding to pay each of them an extra three months' salary."

"Director Luo, that's not necessary. We just need to settle the accounts normally …"

Jin Xiaocui and Aunt Qin looked worriedly at Luo Sanlee.

"Enough." Luo Sanlee grinned: "Then it's settled. Oh yeah, I'll leave my cell phone number with accountant Ding. I'll contact you guys later."

Seeing that Jin Xiaocui and Aunt Qin had left, Pei Feng suddenly said in an indifferent tone, "Ninth Master Du, your cold illness …" "It seems to be getting more and more serious."

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