Chapter 179 A Pocket of Bullets
"Cousin..." Hu Feng's heart skipped a beat, and he covered his cheeks, and suddenly realized that something was wrong.
"Apologize quickly!" Feng Zheng once again emphasized his tone.
A panic flashed in Hu Feng's eyes. Huang Ruiying was his cousin, and it was precisely because of this relationship that Hu Feng was able to serve as the chairman of Kuandai Group. But Hu Feng knew very well the identity of his brother-in-law. He could make him have nothing in one word. If he was merciless, it would be a problem whether his life could be saved.
Thinking of this, Hu Feng was completely scared, and he also realized that he had provoked someone he shouldn't have provoked.
My brother-in-law’s friend, can this status be far behind?
"Sorry...Mr. He, you don't remember the villain's life. I don't know that you are Brother Feng's friend. This is a misunderstanding." Hu Feng looked in a grievance and lowered his head to He Sheng.
He Sheng thought for a moment and turned his head to look at the little fish.
However, Xiaoyu didn't say anything.
He Sheng smiled and said, "Okay, for Mr. Feng's sake, your fortune has been saved."
"Put your hands on the table." He Sheng smiled slightly.
"Mr. He, I... I apologize, you...what are you doing?" Hu Feng suddenly had a bad premonition.
"I haven't accepted your apology yet. Since it's an apology, I have to show sincerity." He Sheng said with a smile.
Hearing this, Hu Feng turned his head and looked at Feng Zheng and Huang Ruiying, his eyes full of begging.
Feng Zheng turned his gaze to the side, but Huang Ruiying said coldly: "Do as Mr. He said!"
Hu Feng's expression was still a little hesitant, but when he saw that his cousin had spoken, he didn't dare to do whatever he wanted. He stretched out his trembling hand and placed it on the table in front of He Sheng.
A curve was drawn across the corner of He Sheng's mouth, he grabbed a chopstick with one hand, and inserted it from top to bottom, thrusting it hard on the back of Hu Feng's hand.
"ah!"
The sound of a pig-killing cry came, and the chopsticks pierced through Hu Feng's palm and also lightly pierced through the marble tabletop under the palm.
Blood gushed out, dyeing Hu Feng's entire hand red.
This scene surprised Feng Zheng and Huang Ruiying. In their opinion, He Sheng was just a doctor. He shouldn't be too much for him to find a way out for him. But what Feng Zheng didn't expect was that He Sheng was so cruel that he pierced his palm directly with a chopstick!
"You are the first person who pointed a gun at my head and then survived. You can use your hand to teach you a lesson." He Sheng smiled disdainfully, then gently grabbed the chopsticks and pulled them out.
During the process, Hu Feng howled again, his voice extremely miserable.
"I...my hands!"
"It's the hospital to turn right when you go out, please give me a gift." He Sheng took out a few napkins and wiped the blood on his hands lightly.
"Brother Feng..."
Hu Feng wanted to say something, but Feng Zheng didn't give him a chance to speak at all.
"Why don't you get out of here!" Feng Zheng glared at Hu Feng.
Hu Feng grabbed his right hand with his left hand and ran out of the restaurant.
Seeing this scene, Hu Feng didn't dare to say a word again and hurriedly chased after him.
In the restaurant, many people were scared away, and there were still people sitting in their seats to eat honestly. There were so many people, but no one called the police.
"Mr. He, the cousin of my wife just now is not old and immature. Mr. He should not take it seriously. I promise that he will never come to provoke you again!"
Feng Zheng looked at the man in front of him with complicated eyes. Although his attitude was sincere, he was still a little surprised.
Yesterday's He Sheng is completely different from today's He Sheng, which makes Feng Zheng feel unpredictable.
Yesterday, He Sheng in Feng Zheng's eyes was a qualified doctor, with excellent medical skills and no money to treat people. Feng Zheng was very grateful and admired.
But now He Sheng, those eyes are like a bottomless pit, which is unpredictable.
Feng has been working hard in the business world for so many years and has seen all kinds of people. He Sheng just used chopsticks to penetrate Hu Feng's hand. This is definitely not something that ordinary people can do, but Feng Zheng still feels a little uncomfortable. After all, he has persuaded him, but He Sheng still takes action.
This is relying on one's own power to bully one's own people!
"I naturally believed Mr. Feng's words. However, your younger brother seems to be really outrageous. He actually took out his gun in public." As he said that, He Sheng put his hand into his pocket and a pistol bullet appeared in He Sheng's hand: "Fortunately Mr. Feng came in time. If he came too late, I don't guarantee whether your younger brother can still stand and talk to me."
"Here, four guns, a total of forty-eight bullets, all in my pocket." He Sheng smiled and turned to look at Xiaoyu: "Xiaoyu, go get a bag for Mr. Feng and make a bag for Mr. Feng."
"Yes, boss."
Looking at the bullet in He Sheng's hand, Feng Zheng's expression became particularly wonderful, and he looked at He Sheng in amazement.
A second ago, Feng Zheng felt that He Sheng would not give him face, but now seeing He Sheng take out the bullet, Feng Zheng felt a storm in his heart.
There were no bullets in Hu Feng’s gun!
What could have done when all four guns and bullets were all in He Sheng's hands?
You know, after Feng Zheng entered the door, he saw He Sheng, and from that time on, He Sheng had been in his seat without moving.
"Hahaha, Mr. He is such a good method. It is not unfair to have my brother suffered a loss at your hands." Feng Zheng laughed dryly, with some sweat seeping on his forehead.
At this time, Xiaoyu brought a bag, He Sheng took out all the bullets in his pocket, and a small plastic bag was almost filled.
Feng Zheng couldn't understand how capable He Sheng could quietly take the bullets of four guns into his hands under so many eyes.
For a moment, Feng Zheng had an illusion.
That is, if the person in front of you is best to be a friend, even if he cannot, he will definitely not become an enemy!
This method is really terrible!
"By the way, Mr. Feng, the prescription I prescribed for you yesterday, how do you feel when you used it?" He Sheng asked.
Feng Zheng nodded quickly: "My wife and I both drank those two Chinese medicines separately. Not to mention, the medicine prescribed by Mr. He works. I drank that night and my sleep improved a lot!"
He Sheng replied: "The medicine I prescribed for you has the effect of calming the mind and nourishing sleep. As for your periarthritis of the shoulder, if you call me one day, I will give you acupuncture."
"Okay, then I'll thank Mr. He first." Feng Zheng replied.
He Sheng suddenly thought of something, looked at Huang Ruiying and the bodyguards behind her, and asked in surprise: "Is Mr. Feng here for dinner?"
"Oh yes, I made an appointment with a business partner and had dinner upstairs in this restaurant."
"So that's it. Then Mr. Feng please let me know. If you have any needs, just go downstairs to find me. My friend is the owner of this restaurant." He Sheng replied with a smile.
"Okay." Feng Zheng nodded, looked at Xiaoyu, and nodded politely to Xiaoyu.
Chapter completed!