401: C401 Men must Have Dignity

C401 Men must Have Dignity

So, for the next generation, for the sake of this traditional mission, for the sake of extending the fire and smoke, he stood up resolutely. With an expressionless face, he walked straight up to the bed in a daze, not even taking off his clothes.

Afterwards, Ye Meiyun's foot forcefully landed on his body and kicked him off the ground.

"Go take a bath!"

Qin Feng was helpless. He knew that Ye Meiyun would not let him go so easily. Ye Meiyun would even get a chance and get kicked.

However, when he pulled up his clothes and smelled them, the fragrance was very fragrant.

After madly running out the door, he ran into the bathroom to wash up. When he came back with his hands behind his back and an expression of ecstasy on his face, he found that Young Lord Ye had already fallen asleep.

"Phew …"

With a deep sigh, he had no choice but to get into bed and fall asleep.

The next day, Qin Feng was awakened by a burst of frantic knocking on the door.

Qin Feng grabbed the fruit knife on the bed and found that Meiyun was already gone. He opened the door and directly put the knife on the old Daoist's neck. He then said with a sigh, "If your reason is not valid, I'll send you to hell right now!"

The old Taoist's hands were high and his face was full of panic. He stared at the fruit knife in Qin Feng's hand and smiled coyly, "Boss Qin, don't be rash. We can talk things over."

"You have three seconds!"

Qin Feng turned his wrist and the knife was already on the old Daoist's neck.

This old fogey had disturbed him and Young Lord in their dream early in the morning. Last night, after much difficulty in surviving the loneliness, the wall beside his bed had been scratched deeply by him.

Typical dissatisfaction with one's desires!

"About Su Lingxue."

The old Daoist did not dare to hesitate anymore and immediately said.

Only then did Qin Feng put away the knife. He grabbed the old Daoist's hand and used the knife to help him finish repairing his fingernails. Then, he revealed a satisfied smile.

Meanwhile, the old Daoist was drenched in cold sweat. He felt as if he had just wandered around the gates of hell.

Boss Qin had an evil personality recently, but he didn't know the reason. Could it be that menopause was brought forward?

"That damn girl, didn't you always keep an eye on her? Did she run away?"

Qin Feng pushed open the door, walked towards the bathroom and started washing his face and rinsing his mouth.

The old Daoist immediately followed behind him to report the situation.

"No, how could that be possible? I made up my mind and set up an inescapable net around her. It's impossible for her to escape."

The old Daoist stretched out his hand and closed the distance, his face filled with pride.

"Hmm?"

Qin Feng's mouth was full of foam as he turned his head around, while his eyes were filled with killing intent.

"Uh, there's a little problem, but it's not that big. I still need you to solve it. It's not easy for me."

The old Daoist hurriedly took a few steps back and explained.

If Ye Zichen didn't say anything more seriously, he wouldn't be able to endure Boss Qin's revenge.

"If you have something to say, say it!"

After Qin Feng finished washing up, he put on a clean set of casual clothes and went downstairs. Fire Marshal, Sun, and Wan were having their meal while a little girl was squatting at the door looking out. No one knew what she was thinking about.

"Boss Qin, I'm afraid that Su Lingxue is in danger. There's a young master targeting her these few days. Moreover, that brat has quite a strong background. I didn't dare to touch him."

The old Taoist looked eagerly at Qin Feng, who sat down and ate the egg that Wan peeled herself. He swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva. He was still starving.

"Your background is huge. Have you investigated it clearly?"

Qin Feng was a bit surprised. This old guy might look like a coward in front of him, but in terms of courage, he was at the very front of everyone in this room.

Otherwise, why would there be so many vicious people chasing after him?

"Yep, that guy is from the Dongfang family of the three ancient families in Beijing. I think his name is Dongfaang Ming."

The old Daoist walked in front of Qin Feng, snatched the bowl from his hand as if he was familiar with Qin Feng, and started drinking directly from it.

When he mentioned the Dongfang family, Qin Feng frowned. Before he went back to Hua Xia, he had heard that there were four great families in Yan Jing: Dongfang, Nangong, Situ, and Murong families.

The Four Great Families could be considered the Four Protectors of the East. They were known as the Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermillion Bird, and Murong Xuanwu.

The Four Great Families' heritage had been around for hundreds of years, and they were strong and powerful. In fact, even the top ten rankings of the Heavenly Rankings were occupied by four people.

No wonder the old Daoist feared. This made sense.

"You old geezer, there are times when you're afraid. Not bad, you finally know how to write the word 'courting death'. You don't need to care about this matter anymore. I'll settle it for you."

Qin Feng ate a few mouthfuls of egg and quickly left the room after asking for the address from the old Daoist.

He walked to the door and got driven. He thought for a moment and decided to keep a low profile.

The easiest way to get out of the house was to take a bus. To be able to enjoy life with an old man and his grandma, that was such a wonderful thing.

After getting on the car, there were quite a lot of seats, so he could casually sit by the window and enjoy the cool breeze.

The bus sped along the road, leaving the Maybach far behind. The driver smiled proudly, while the grandpas and grandpas on the bus were all terrified. They all hugged their chairs, not daring to look up.

One of the ladies on the platform raised her hand and pointed a middle finger at the driver.

Qin Feng got up and rushed in front of the driver and glared at him through the mirror.

"Good luck! I'll break your leg!"

The driver turned his head and glared at him.

"What do I care about driving?"

The driver was very young, and he looked like a fool. At this moment, the Maybach had already caught up with him.

A woman dressed in revealing clothes shouted at the driver, "Wang Tiezhu you stinking driver of the bus! You still want to compete in speed with us and let us pass you?! That's you, you poor bastard! Go to hell!"

As he spoke, a smelly egg hit the driver's face.

The driver's face darkened and he clenched his teeth. He could see the anger in the driver's eyes as if they were about to spit fire from the mirror.

Qin Feng realized something was wrong. When he saw the Maybach overtaking the bus, leaving a rainbow of light, the driver slammed the steering wheel.

"You f * cking drove a bus to flutter around, followed by a sportscar. Did your brain grow bigger?"

Qin Feng saw the driver push the throttle to the end and actually skipped past the stop sign to chase forward. When he passed by the traffic light, Maybach actually stopped on purpose. The green light didn't go past.2

The bus stopped in front of a horizontal line, but Qin Feng caught the girl with one hand holding out her hand and threw an egg.

"Little tramp, don't meddle in other people's business. Otherwise, I would have even taken care of you."

The woman cursed at Qin Feng and then picked up another egg. Qin Feng threw the egg in his hand and hit the woman's hair.

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