41: C41 To Take My Life?

C41 To Take My Life?

After learning the result, he didn't have time to chop off the secretary. He got someone to return it immediately to stop Qin Feng from getting the contract back. As for the money, that was too much.

"Alright, Brother Fatty, you still want my life."

Qin Feng shook his head with all his might and hugged his chest as if he was a dead pig that wasn't afraid of being boiled.

He had already thought that this contract must be extremely important to Fatty. In fact, the original price had already far surpassed the one million mark. That was why he had reneged on his promise.

Fatty originally thought that Qin Feng would definitely keep his life when he saw this scene. However, he never expected his money fan to reach such a state.

"Brothers, attack! Let's snatch back what we have. If he dares to resist, I'll beat him to death!"

The fatty did not speak any more nonsense. With a wave of his hand, the group of people behind him charged over with sticks and machetes in hand, filling the entire alley.

Qin Feng stood up with a disdainful sneer on his face. Originally, he had wanted to play with this interesting fatty for a long time, but who knew that his soul was so boring.

Make a move?

Qin Feng's gaze turned serious as he kicked the wall and charged forward while stepping on the wall from left to right.

The man was able to dodge the attack. He managed to jump through the crowd and reach the back.

In the next second, he charged into the crowd like a ferocious tiger charging down a mountain. With one punch, no one could resist, and with his immense strength, he punched out and fell down in groups. Without any exception, all of the people were knocked down on the ground by him and he went up to kick every arm that held a weapon.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

It was like cutting firewood, causing the sound of bones to crack. A mournful scream sounded out in the alley. Qin Feng acted like he was playing, but his methods were too ruthless.

Zhou Hong, who was speaking with Hu Tong, had a horrified look on his face as he felt his hair stand on end.

He stared blankly at Qin Feng as he walked towards him step by step. In his extreme fear, he didn't even have the thought of raising his leg.

When Qin Feng arrived in front of him, he took out the contract and waved it in front of him.

"Or?"

Fatty shook his head hurriedly. Fear was written all over his face.

He didn't want it, he didn't want it no matter what he said. What was the concept of letting a single person overturn more than ten people?

This was simply abnormal!

"No no, you said just now, the contract and life choose one. I chose my life, so the contract is yours, but I'm not willing to give up!"

Qin Feng placed the contract into the fatty's arms. However, he saw that the fatty had a face of confusion.

"Bang!"

All of a sudden, Qin Feng punched the fatty's lower abdomen. The huge force caused the fatty to kneel on the ground. The moment he lowered his head, Qin Feng raised his knee and fiercely hit the fatty's head again.

"Bang!"

Just like a piece of streaky pork falling to the ground, Fatty screamed miserably as he waved his hand. The corners of his mouth were full of blood and his eyes were filled with fear.

At this moment, Qin Feng bent down and took the contract from him.

"This time, it's easy to resolve. You stole my contract, and I took it back!"

As his words fell …

Qin Feng raised his foot and stepped on Fatty's belly and face a dozen times before he left the alley humming a song.

Qin Feng, who left the alley, didn't go home. Because at this time, Ye Meiyun was either resting or staying at the company.

He randomly picked a hotel to stay the night.

The next day, when he woke up, it was already nine in the morning. When he saw the time, he helplessly shook his head and stood up.

"Nine o'clock, Monday?"

Suddenly, Qin Feng remembered that Chung Qing had already arranged a job for him, and it was the vice-captain of security. Qin Feng smacked his head and rushed into the bathroom to wash up.

After a few simple tidying up and changing his clothes, he rushed into the elevator.

There weren't many people in the elevator, but there were people going up and down.

Qin Feng didn't look around at all. Instead, he took out his phone and dialed.

"Hey, Qin Feng, are you still awake?"

It was Chung Qing. Her voice didn't sound angry at all, on the contrary, it carried a trace of concern. Only now did Qin Feng remember that the person he called was not Young Lord Ye.

"Sorry, I was too tired last night, so I woke up a bit late."

When Qin Feng thought about how he won several million last night, he felt a wave of comfort in his heart.

However, he was reluctant to part with the sum in his bank account because he had donated all the money in the name of Ye Meiyun.

Qin Feng's heart was very comfortable when he received praise and gratitude from the director of the Humanity Angel charity.

However, when all the money was donated, he found that he was saddened.

He borrowed 500,000 from Ye Meiyun last night, how was he going to repay that?

Since the money had been donated, Qin Feng had the cheek to ask the director if he could return 500,000 yuan. He would donate it another day.

It was a pity that the black-hearted director would give him a smiley face, allowing him to experience it for himself.

Qin Feng also instantly understood a principle. When the money was not donated, he was the ancestor. After the donation, it would be Hailoki. She sent him away with a smiley face.

Hehe, Qin Feng had already secretly made up his mind. In the future, he would work hard and earn more money. When the latter donated money, he would send a video to the director to let him see it with a smile.

"It's fine. I've already greeted you over here. You just need to come over at noon and have a taste of your work meal. It's not to your liking."

Chung Qing was very empathetic. This made Qin Feng feel that if Young Lord Ye was half as gentle as Chung Qing, he would even be able to smile and wake up from his dream.

However, he knew it was impossible. It would take a long time to subdue a wild horse like Ye Meiyun. At the very least, it would be impossible before the tenth chapter of the contract was completed.

After hanging up, Qin Feng finally felt relieved.

When he raised his head, he discovered that there were four black clothed men standing around him. They were all foreigners, and in front of them was a slightly plump middle-aged man with medium stature.

The corner of Qin Feng's mouth curled up as his gaze swept over the four black-clothed men. He could smell a familiar scent from them.

Mercenaries, and it was the kind of cold-blooded hiring that had teams and organizations.

This was because the infernal energy surrounding their bodies was just too thick.

Qin Feng would never forget this taste. He also had it, and it was even more intense. It was just that after staying in the city for a long time, his temperament had started to change, which was why it had weakened.0

Once he entered the battlefield, that deathly aura would be instantly released.

Ding dong!

Qin Feng stayed where he was the moment the door opened. He waited until the man walked out of the elevator before slowly walking out.

However, the lobby of the hotel was empty; not a single person could be seen.

"Listen up, don't harm the hostages. You have been surrounded. Please put down your weapons!"

Suddenly, the sound of a megaphone came from outside the door. Qin Feng's ears twitched and he felt a sense of familiarity.

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