Mr. Tang’s name is Tang Dapeng. At this moment, he was sitting upright behind the desk, looking gloomy.

"Mr. Tang, I...Mr. Su Ershu and I are good friends. You can't fire me at will!" Shao Fei was stunned for a moment, then plucked up the courage to say.

Second Young Master Su is very favored in the Su family. Although he does not take charge of the group affairs, Tang Dapeng will feel very uncomfortable if he says something in front of the old man of the Su family.

"Fake it, just fool an old friend." Tang Dapeng said in a deep voice.

Shao Fei immediately breathed a sigh of relief, wiped his sweat and said, "Mr. Tang, you scared me to death. I thought I was really fired."

"You'd better not touch Ye Qingxuan. My old friend said that this woman has a big background and is so big that he dare not fight against her!" Tang Dapeng said.

Shao Fei said it was nothing if he couldn't move Ye Qingxuan, but the guy who dared to pinch his wrist had to deal with it!

When he thought of Ye Qingxuan's figure and Rao's body being pressed down by another man, he felt so jealous that he felt uncomfortable all over.

Must, take revenge!

"Mr. Tang, then I'll touch someone else, is it okay?"

Out of caution, Shao Fei asked tentatively.

Tang Dapeng shivered for a moment, waved his hand and drove him away.

Shao Fei was satisfied, laughed and left, and took it to the door.

As soon as the door was closed, Tang Dapeng pulled out a pretty secretary from under the desk...

Shao Fei left the office building directly, drove to an electronic game hall, and found several gangsters.

"Brother Hu, help me deal with someone and crippled him. The price is easy to discuss!"

...

After Zhang Feng returned home, he calculated that 20 million should be enough for Ye Qingxuan's company to operate and use. Over the years, his personality has become weak and he doesn't want to be too troublesome, so he no longer cares about it.

Ye Qingxuan didn't go home, but she called her and said she would work overtime all night, and then hung up.

It seemed that the two of them had returned to the way they didn't care about each other before, no, there was an additional phone number to inform.

The next morning, Zhang Feng went straight to the vegetable market. When Ye Qingxuan came back later, she had to replenish her body. If she didn't eat a meal, she would have low blood sugar and her health was too poor.

He entered the vegetable market before his feet, and four or five gangsters in fancy clothes emerged from an alley opposite the gate.

"Brother Hu, that kid is Zhang Feng. I checked the person Shao Fei asked us to deal with. I lived in the Jinxiuyuan villa community in front and came back to buy vegetables every morning!" A gangster nodded and said.

Brother Hu was wearing a black vest, and had a tiger head tattooed on his two arms. His muscles were swollen. He was a practiced person.

He snorted: "The servant in the villa area?"

"I don't know this, it looks quite like it." The gangster responded.

"Mad, a servant, can I take action?" Brother Hu moved his arms and glared, "You can get him into the alley later. I will use him to exercise my body and practice my tiger fist!"

Brother Hu, his real name is unknown. He is a martial artist and has a great reputation in Taoism. He is a famous double flower red stick. He is a professional thug and is very good at fighting.

“Yes!”

Several gangsters quickly agreed, then walked out of the alley and guarded the door of the vegetable market.

About half an hour later, Zhang Feng walked out with two plastic bags, one containing live chickens and the other filled with vegetables, almost exactly the same as other servants who came out to purchase from Jinxiuyuan.

After walking a few steps, the two of them leaned over and clamped Zhang Feng from left to right.

"Those who know the appearance are followed us, and those who don't know the appearance are careful to see you!" One of the gangsters said in a dark voice.

Zhang Feng looked around and nodded.

The two gangsters thought he was scared, so they sneered a few times and walked into the alley diagonally opposite the vegetable market. Then they pushed Zhang Feng and the two of them guarded the entrance of the alley.

In the alley, Brother Hu held his hands against the wall, touched his short hair, and said contemptuously: "Are you Zhang Feng, a servant in Jinxiuyuan?"

Zhang Feng looked back, nodded in the bag, and didn't say a word.

"Hmph, I'm so scared that I can't speak anymore." Brother Hu laughed wildly three times, and the two gangsters guarding the other side sneered.

For a moment, all five gangsters saw Zhang Feng.

"If you have something to come to me?" Zhang Feng asked.

"certainly!"

Brother Hu's face turned cold, he was ugly, and suddenly became very ferocious, "Someone paid for your legs. Brother, I will collect money to do business. It's all over. If you are willing to kneel down and beg me, maybe I will start faster and let you suffer less."

After saying that, the four gangsters agreed and sneered.

Zhang Feng was still holding the bag and said, "Can you wait for me to go back and cook the chicken soup? My wife is waiting to drink the soup to nourish her body."

There was a silence, followed by a crazy laugh.

"You actually want to go back to make soup for your wife. Oh my god, I'm so laughing!" Brother Hu laughed loudly, pointing at Zhang Feng with one hand.

"So it's a housewife man, it's so fucking embarrassing for men!"

"Brother Hu, teach him what a man is!"

"Brother Hu, don't break his third leg, otherwise he will be really useless and will be kicked out of the house by his wife, hahaha..."

All four gangsters were about to laugh to death.

Zhang Feng said seriously, "I'm really in a hurry!"

Brother Hu suddenly stopped his voice and stood up. His mighty body was like an iron tower. He walked step by step to Zhang Feng, grinned and said, "Boy, since you are in a hurry, I will give you a ride!"

Before he finished speaking, he swung his arms and punched Zhang Feng in the cheek.

The four gangsters all left their heads and knew that Brother Hu would definitely beat Zhang Feng up and guard outside to prevent anyone from coming in.

The expected collision of fists to flesh did not appear, but instead a constipation sounded from the middle of the alley.

"Um?"

A gangster turned his head in confusion, and saw a scene in the alley, his eyes almost popped out of his eyes.

"Damn?" he shouted in dismay.

The other gangsters were attracted, turned their heads together, and were also shocked, and their chins were about to fall off.

I saw Zhang Feng holding a plastic bag that hit the door with both hands, lifting Lao Gao with one leg, pressing against Brother Hu's throat, and the constipation sound was made by Brother Hu.

Brother Hu's face was pale and his majestic body was trembling.

"I'm in a hurry, sorry!"

Zhang Feng let out a light voice, withdrew his feet, turned around and left.

Brother Hu knelt down with a thud, stuck his hands on the ground, and walked around the edge of death, which scared him directly.

He knew very well that if Zhang Feng kicked him hard, his throat would be kicked and he would definitely die!

"What kind of kung fu is this?" Brother Hu asked unwillingly.

Zhang Feng turned around and smiled: "The crop style is not worth mentioning!"

After saying that, keep going.

The two gangsters guarding the alley hurriedly made way and their bodies were pressed against the wall, as if Zhang Feng was a beast.
Chapter completed!