C33 Can We Raise the Money Now?
Young Master Zhao had already stood to the side, hugging his shoulders as he watched a good show.
He had just promised that he would give the hegemon 500,000 yuan and help him settle this troublesome matter. Such a simple task should have been handled in such a manner a long time ago.
A cold smile appeared on Qin Feng's face. His eyes focused and he knew that he could no longer tolerate the big men rushing towards him.
What he needed to do was to capture the thief and the king. His figure turned into a black shadow and he quickly pulled back the formation. As he waved his fist, it was like a thunderous roar.
A deafening explosion sounded out, it was the sound produced by the friction between their fists. With a wave of his fist, the four muscular men were instantly sent flying.
At that moment, Qin Feng's figure shot out and instantly arrived in front of the surprised Tyrant. He put his hands in his pockets and calmly kicked out.
"Bam!"
Tyrant's reaction speed was very fast. It was just that Qin Feng's power was too ferocious and he was unable to resist and was kicked away instantly. His thick body hit the wall and made a violent vibration.
In the next moment, Tyrant fell to the ground and tried to prop itself up with trembling hands. A big foot reached over and lifted his chin. Then, Qin Feng's harmless smile, in his eyes, was like a demon's fiendish grin.
"Tyrant, what did you just say? You're not allowed to talk about money in front of you?"
Qin Feng grinned, it was very bright.
At this moment, a few hulks had already rushed over. Qin Feng didn't even turn his head as he swept his leg across the floor. His body didn't move, and he only rotated the copyright.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Accompanied by the sound of collision, the sound of bones breaking sounded out at the same time. A group of big men hugged their deformed thighs as they howled miserably.
That scene was seen by Young Master Zhao and became formless fear. It fiercely engulfed his heart.
He had many capable fighters under his command. He had seen too many brutal ones, but he had never seen someone as tyrannical as Qin Feng.
One had to know that those were the subordinates of the Tyrant. Which one of them wasn't a ruthless person who licked blood off the blade?
However, when he met Qin Feng, he couldn't even block one attack.
Even the tyrant himself had been beaten to the point where he could no longer get up. He was in a state of panic, unable to even protect himself.
"You hoodlum, where are you from? Do you dare to say your name?"
The Tyrant was waiting for Qin Feng ruthlessly. To have this kind of skill, he was definitely not an ordinary person.
He had misjudged the situation today. He had never expected that a kid he had never met could actually be so good at fighting.
Ask me? There are many places to muddle through, so it's easy to hit them when they are young. Have you heard of the Child King?
Qin Feng smiled. If he reported his name, he was afraid that this tyrant would pee his pants.
The grand Eastern Triangle Battlefield was known as Devil God Qin Feng.
Who … doesn't know?
His name was taboo, and all of them were called the "Terror Big Devil God".
Tyrant actually believed Qin Feng's bullsh * t. His face was full of thought, as if he was wondering which family Qin Feng actually belonged to.
Qin Feng sent a slap over, and with a bang, the Tyrant's teeth fell off.
"Brother, let us live together for a bit so that we can meet again in the future. At worst, I won't care about today's matter, but don't go overboard."
The Tyrant's temper disappeared after being slapped. Although he was still being cruel on the surface, he was already afraid of Qin Feng in his heart.
He wasn't an idiot, how could he not see the difference in looks? Especially the baleful aura that was occasionally emitted by Qin Feng, even he, who often fought with his life on the line, felt a chill in his heart.
This person was someone he absolutely could not provoke.
"Pah!"
However, just as he finished speaking, Qin Feng slapped him again. A heavy expression emerged on his face.
"Pah!"
The overlord, who had just turned around, was slapped in the face again. The humiliation made him extremely angry, and he decided to fight it out with Qin Feng.
However, when a large hand suddenly grabbed his neck and grabbed him from the ground, he crashed into the wall more than ten times, leaving behind a large amount of blood.
At this moment, Qin Feng's face was full of murderous intent. His brutal gaze made him look like a berserk demon king that no one dared to approach.
The Tyrant had been knocked into a corner and was gasping for air. He hastily raised his hand and waved it feebly. "This … This master, I apologize. It's my fault. Don't hit me again …"
Qin Feng smiled and asked again, "Then tell me, can you raise the money? If you don't agree, I don't dare to say so. I also don't dare to ask."
At this time, did the overlord still dare to refuse? He had no doubt that if he dared to shake his head, he would be beaten to death.
The moment he nodded, Qin Feng raised his head and looked at Young Master Zhao. He smiled and said, "Then, what do you think about the money that you owe me, Young Master Zhao?"
From start to finish, Qin Feng always had a polite attitude. After all, he was a law-abiding citizen of number three, so even if he wanted to collect debts, he had to show quality so that others would be willing to repay him.
"Also, I will cover up every single one of them. Don't worry, this master, I will personally deliver them to your Huamei Group tomorrow."
Qin Feng nodded in satisfaction. He let go of Tyrant's body and fell onto the ground, breathing heavily.
After making a circle through the gates to hell, he did not hate Qin Feng because he knew he could not afford to offend him.
But Young Master Zhao, this bastard, actually dragged him into the water and brought him up on a pedestal.
It was just a small matter of embarrassment. If Qin Feng really got into big trouble, the boss would not let him off, even if Qin Feng didn't cause trouble for him.
Qin Feng walked to Young Master Zhao's side and patted his shoulder. With a sincere tone, he said, "Wait here. I'll go buy some oranges."
With that, Qin Feng pushed open the door and left. Young Master Zhao's face was pale as he fell to the ground.
He knew what Qin Feng had said before he left. It was just a joke. It was a very popular remark made to his son by a father before he left.
Young Master Zhao clearly understood Qin Feng's meaning, which was, I'm your dad, you have to be obedient.
This is a warning! A warning with a deeper meaning.
After Qin Feng left the bar, he walked outside and took a deep breath.
After settling this small matter, there was still a small problem which made it difficult for him to eat and sleep.
It didn't matter if it was targeted at him as he was too lonely. If someone tried to cause trouble for him, it would be free entertainment for him.
However, the only thing he was afraid of was that group of bastards targeting Ye Meiyun.
After accepting the money, Qin Feng, who was in a very good mood, decided to reward himself a little. Passing by a cattle store, he ordered a plate of pure cattle meat and sat down to eat.
At this moment, a girl holding two bottles of beer came in front of Qin Feng. She covered her face as if intentionally or unintentionally, and said with a smile, "Boss, we've been promoting our liquor recently, do you want to buy five bottles for one?"
Qin Feng's head was about to step into the bowl as he savored the mixed taste of the cow. This taste was too unique, it was his favorite taste.2
Hearing that someone was selling beer, he finished the two bottles he just bought. He knocked on the table and said, "Buy one bottle for five bottles? I'll take them all. "
When the girl heard this, she was stunned for a moment before she smiled and said, "Boss, you're so humorous. Selling one bottle for five bottles, you're really going to die."
Only then did Qin Feng slowly raise his head. When he saw the girl, the two of them were stunned.
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