my fairy career

Qin Feng walked to the downtown area on foot, hailed a taxi, and arrived at the hotel where the God of Fortune stayed in a short time.

Walking to the door of the hotel, just as he was about to step in, Qin Feng bumped into a person who rushed out from inside.

Qin Feng didn't move like a mountain, but the other party flew out directly, fell into the lobby of the hotel with a bang, and let out a scream along the way.

Just as Qin Feng was about to catch up and help him, the person who was knocked out by him had already struggled to get up from the ground.

This is a young man, not much older than Qin Feng.

Dressing is fashionable, with a brand name shining brightly.

Although he gasped in pain and his face was twisted together, it was still difficult to hide the arrogance in his bones.

"Are you blind? You can't see such a big living person, so you rush to reincarnate in a hurry?" Qin Feng didn't say anything, but the young man quit.

This guy was dizzy from being hit by Qin Feng, tilted his head, rubbed his eyes, and was even more angry in his heart.

"Hey..." Qin Feng didn't expect that the other party would file a complaint first, and the guilt in his heart suddenly decreased.

Not to mention who bumped into whom, but with the attitude of the other party, Qin Feng can't have any good feelings for him.

"Hey, you're paralyzed, do you know how much my clothes cost? If it's damaged, can you afford it?" The young man glanced at Qin Feng disdainfully, becoming more and more confident.

Qin Feng's attire is indeed shabby, and he is dressed all over the place. Apart from his handsome looks and outstanding temperament, he is completely a young man.

Such a person, nomadic young and old, can crush a bunch of people to death with his hands. Just ask, what qualifications does Qin Feng have to be compared with him?
"What do you want?" Qin Feng half-closed his eyes, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

He had just come out of the Chen family's killing spree, and his killing intent hadn't faded yet.

Murderous intentions lingered in Qin Feng's mind, making him more violent and unable to control himself.

Regardless of whether this matter is right or wrong.

If Nomad keeps pestering him, Qin Feng doesn't mind having another life on hand.

"What do I want? Of course I will lose money, mental damage fee, clothing damage fee... you little brat, if you can't pay for it today, just stay here!" Nomad can't read minds, and he can't Maybe he knows what Qin Feng is thinking.

Nomad was already irritable today, and was just scolded by the old man.

Come outside and have fun.

It was not easy to hang one, a beautiful female white-collar worker from a large group.

Just as he was about to go out to meet the other party, he ran into Qin Feng as soon as he went out, and was bumped into by Qin Feng. It's no wonder that You Mu is in a good mood!
After all, the hotel is a public place, welcome and send.

In this short period of time, Qin Feng and Nomad have already gathered a large number of people who eat melons.

The melon-eating crowd pointed at the two of them, but no one took the initiative to stand up to persuade them.

People who often stay in this hotel know the origin of nomadism.

They couldn't offend Mr. You for the sake of a strange young man, so they could only mourn Qin Feng in their hearts.

Mr. You's reputation is as powerful as a tiger, few people in this area would dare to provoke him!

"Young Master You, what's the matter with you, don't scare the Lun family!" The lobby manager of the hotel, an old woman in her 40s who still pretends to be cute, supported Nomad while patting her chest, with intentional or unintentional eyes Glancing at Qin Feng, his expression was full of pity for Qin Feng.

"Little brat, have you seen it? This young master is someone you can't afford to offend. You'd better apologize obediently to this young master, and then fully compensate this young master for his losses. Otherwise, hehe..." The melon eaters The praise of the nomad made Nomad float to the sky.

Nomad was grinding his fists and brushing his hands, and there was a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth.

"How much do you want me to pay?" There was a playful smile on the corner of Qin Feng's mouth.

Whether it's the people who eat melons or the manager of the hotel.

Avoiding nomadism is like avoiding snakes and scorpions.

Qin Feng was thinking, this nomad must have some background.

But so what?

The Chen family, one of the four great families in West City, caused him to turn the world upside down.

One more nomad is nothing.

As the saying goes, if there are too many lice, you are not afraid of biting, and Qin Feng has such a mentality right now.

"How much to pay?" Nomad cast a disdainful glance at Qin Feng, his nostrils were high, his eyes were full of contempt, and then he said: "Look at your shabby look, you can't afford to pay too much, take out 100 million, This young master let go of the past!"

Nomad's words fell, and the melon-eating crowd at the scene suddenly sounded gasped.

Don't say it's Qin Feng, even they, it's a bit difficult to come up with 100 million cash.

Qin Feng is a poor boy, even if he is sold, it probably won't be worth the money.

Mr. You really dare to speak!

"Little brother, listen to my sister's persuasion, bow your head and apologize to Mr. Nomad, Mr. You is not a small-hearted person!" The manager of the lobby (pretending to be a cute old woman) seemed to be persuading, but his tone was unquestionable.

Nomad looked at the cute old woman with admiration, and became more and more arrogant!
Is Young Master You short of this money?
Of course not.

Young Master You just likes to wantonly trample on the dignity of others.

It's not enough for Qin Feng to apologize, he also has to let Qin Feng slip through his crotch.

Dare to fight against him, Young Master You, who gave Qin Feng the courage?

"Are you that onion again? Do you have a place to speak here?" Qin Feng raised his eyes and squinted at the manager of the lobby, a cold light burst out from his eyes.

Seeing Qin Feng's eyes, the lobby manager's heart tightened for no reason, and he buried his head involuntarily.

Qin Feng's eyes are too scary, they are not human eyes.

If you have to find words to describe it, the word 'devil' is more appropriate.

The manager in the lobby gave a second counsel, she felt that Qin Feng was more terrifying than Nomad, she subconsciously took a few steps back, her heart was beating continuously.

"It's not worth 100 million, and you're not worth the price. How you want to play, you can draw a way, and I'll accompany you to the end!" Qin Feng shifted the topic back to Nomad again, with unscrupulous eyes, even more confident than Nomad.

"You, you..." You Mu really didn't expect that he would be defeated by Qin Feng, and he couldn't turn around for a while.

"What's the noise in the hotel lobby and public places? It affects the business of the hotel. Can you be responsible?" When Nomad fell into a passive state, there was a shout from the elevator.

Immediately afterwards, the hotel's security personnel came out of the elevator in a file, and stood on both sides to separate a lane, and a thin old man strode out.

Although the thin old man was nearly seventy years old, his mental state was even fuller than that of the young man.

Long windbreaker, black leather pants, a pair of toad mirrors on the eye sockets, and a valuable Cuban cigar in his mouth.

The hairstyle is particularly coquettish, with a big back, the gel water is shiny and shiny, and it is meticulously combed.

Wearing a limited-edition Patek Philippe watch worth more than tens of millions on his wrist, and piggy Peggy's tattoos, he looks like a social person.

"Hello, Mr. Fortune!"

"Hello, Mr. Fortune!"

As soon as the old man came out, the hotel staff present all bowed to salute him.

Including the lobby manager, they immediately restored their professional smiles, bowed their heads, and showed awe from their bones. . .