198: C198 Feijia Father and Son

C198 Feijia Father and Son

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The car came to a sudden halt. It hesitated and quickly braked. The tires kept sliding for more than ten meters, leaving deep tire marks on the ground.

Soon after, dozens of motorcycles came flying over, and there were even a few Raptor Cars. Behind them, masked men with iron rods charged over, and completely blocked off the road ahead.

Looking back from the mirror, Qin Feng saw a lengthened truck directly blocking the entrance of the bridge. A few hundred meters in front of him, there was even a railing.

"Meiyun, drive the car home first. Make some good food. I'll be back in a while."

Qin Feng smiled warmly, his eyes full of love.

Ye Meiyun looked at the crowd in front of her and shook her head. She didn't say anything but had a determined expression on her face. Under such circumstances, it was impossible for her to leave Qin Feng alone.

"Be obedient."

Qin Feng patted Ye Meiyun's shoulder and said softly.

However, Qin Feng's tone now sounded as if he was parting with his life, and his eyes were filled with infinite tenderness, as if he was going to melt someone.

"No, I will accompany you, even if it means death."

Ye Meiyun stroked the hair on her forehead as she persevered on her way of thinking.

"No, a woman is outside and needs to listen to her husband. Don't tell me you're not willing to give me this little face?"

Qin Feng looked at the approaching crowd and spoke directly into Ye Meiyun's red lips. A faint fragrance wafted into his nose as he opened the car door.

Ye Meiyun stared dazedly at Qin Feng getting off the car. She clenched her teeth and sat on the passenger seat.

The group of people opened up a path, and a middle-aged man wearing a Chinese tunic walked out.

The man had an ordinary appearance and an extraordinary aura. He had the aura of someone who had lived in a high place for a long time, which caused people to be apprehensive.

"Flying Cloud, is it him?"

The middle-aged man waved his hand. A few days ago, the young man Flying Cloud, who was thrown down from the second floor by Qin Feng, walked out. When he saw Liu Tie, his eyes were filled with wanton hatred.

"Dad, that's him. I know him even when he turns to dust."

Flying Cloud pointed at Qin Feng with a hatred that made his teeth itch. The humiliation he suffered a few days ago was something he could remember even in his dreams.

He wished that he could tear this fellow into a thousand pieces.

"Then that's good. Dad will give you ten minutes to think about how to torture him. I'll go negotiate with him first."

After saying that, Fei Jinpeng smiled. His tone was filled with a domineering aura, showing that he looked down on everything around him. It was more true than just an empty lie.

"Hmm, I will think of a way to torture him to the point that he can't even beg for death!"

Flying Cloud revealed a sinister expression as he looked at Qin Feng's figure. The corner of his mouth hooked into a mocking smile as he followed his father …

They walked over together.

"You're called Qin Feng, right? Before we came here, Lie Yang had warned me once, and I still remember your name. Until now, I still feel that it's funny. Do you want to hear it?"

Fei Jinpeng's voice was very magnetic, making people feel comfortable listening to it.

At least, Qin Feng didn't feel so annoyed talking to this guy.

It was much more comfortable communicating with the older guys.

"If you're interested, then say it. I'm not interested to hear it."

Qin Feng smiled, casually took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it.

At the moment, he was very nervous, not because he was in danger, but because he was worried that these guys had no bottom line. Meiyun was still stuck here, so he didn't have to worry about her leaving safely.

Fei Jinpeng didn't say anything. Flying Cloud took a step forward and pulled out a gun from his waist. He pointed it at Qin Feng's head and said fiercely, "Who let you smoke, throw it away!"

Qin Feng listened expressionlessly and smoked a few more mouthfuls.

Just when Flying Cloud was about to pull the trigger, Fei Jinpeng pushed his son's shoulder and said to Qin Feng, "Throw the cigarette away. My son said not to let you smoke, so stop smoking."

His words were soft, as if he was trying to persuade her.

However, the person who knew Fei Jinpeng in this state was at the most dangerous point. He could explode in the next second.

Qin Feng thought about it and then threw the cigarette on the ground and grinded it. Then he saw Flying Cloud laughing maniacally with his head raised.

Right now, it was not even considered an appetizer. He wanted to ruthlessly ravage this dog that humiliated him to the point of death, letting him endure the torture in his pain.

However, at this moment, Qin Feng took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket. Under Fei Jinpeng's deep gaze, he took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth.

"Pah!"

The flame of the lighter lit up the cigarette in his mouth. Qin Feng blew out two circles of smoke and immediately followed up with another stream of smoke sticks, which seemed to be very pleasing to the eye.

The reason why he threw away the cigarettes was to show his respect. Fei Jinpeng was Qing Feng, Hall Master of the Qing Gang and could be considered a character. Towards people of a certain level, Qin Feng would show his respect.

He lit up the cigarette again and held it in his mouth because he had given him face. Right now, he had to listen to his orders. Those who disobeyed him could only say one word, kill!

At this moment, he felt as if he had returned to the southern battlefield. He was alone in the Northeast region, facing the attack of the evil mercenaries and the encirclement and annihilation of the reformed soldiers. He lit up his cigarette and slaughtered his opponent within an hour.

"F * ck, you are shameless, right?"

Flying Cloud pulled the trigger consecutively as the bullets whistled through the air and shot accurately towards Qin Feng's legs.

Qin Feng held the cigarette in his mouth, raised his arms and took a step back at the same time. With a smile on his face, he glanced at Ye Meiyun, who was staring at him nervously in the driver's seat.

Seeing this, he smiled inwardly.

"Haha! How arrogant! How dare you be this arrogant! You dog dog have no sense of life! How many lives do you have to fight with your father?!" Flying Cloud sneered. His gaze landed on the car and he immediately walked over with interest.

"Aiyo, you smelly trash, the women by your side are all so pretty, you're incredible, the boss of Huamei Group is already in your hands, your father has really underestimated you."

As he said that, Flying Cloud reached out his hand to pull the car door.

"If you open the car door, you will die!"

Qin Feng smiled and said, while holding the cigarette in his mouth.

How could Flying Cloud be afraid of Qin Feng's threats? Right now, they were surrounded by Qing Gang members. With his father by his side, he could be lawless.

However, Fei Jinpeng coughed at this moment.

"Flying Cloud, a debt of grievance has its owner. Our Qing Gang is not a hoodlum, we have to convince others with our virtue!"

Fei Jinpeng's words stopped his son's actions. He knew that this guy was not bragging, but could really kill Flying Cloud in front of him.

He believed that his opponent possessed the ability to fight despite being trapped by a beast.0

"Tell my woman to leave, and I'll stay here with you. You can do whatever you want with her."

Qin Feng smiled and waved at Ye Meiyun, who was in the car, indicating for him to leave.

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