Counterattack on the giants: the villain male god is a girl

Chapter 1125 Who is not giving face to whom?
"Master Xi, please take off the bag..." Jian Junxi looked at him seriously.

The man has short hair with ears level, sword-like eyebrows like black ink, and sharp hazel eyes, like two deep pools under a clear stream, containing endless vitality.

With a high nose bridge and tightly pursed lips, his whole body exudes determination and strong spirit.

"If you don't hand it in, what are you!" Feng Zhekai roared angrily.

When he came out, he didn't have these names. What does that mean?Why should they treat his friend like this.

Jian Junxi carried a strong aura all over his body, and said coldly: "What's your name?"

"Zhang Yeqing!" The man's black eyes flickered slightly, and there was no trace of turbulence on his calm face.

"What if I don't pay?" Jian Junxi's cold eyes flashed a murderous intent.

It was as fast as a gust of wind, coming and going without a trace, no one could catch it, and one hand was inserted into the pocket of the trousers calmly.

Zhang Yeqing narrowed her eyes, and said in a businesslike tone, "Master Xi, I'm sorry, but your bags and pets are not allowed in the park!"

"Roar..." Hei Di seemed very displeased to hear the word pet. He raised his head to the sky and roared, making everyone keep backing away in fear that it would come up and attack them. This made many people flinch. .

"Hei Di!" Jian Junxi's face darkened, and Hei Di became quiet in an instant...

Jian Junxi turned around and was about to leave, Feng Zhekai immediately grabbed her arm, and said with a embarrassed expression: "Junxi, wait a moment, I'll take care of it..."

"Feng Zhekai, tell your old man that I will play with him to the end!" After speaking, he pulled Hei Di, pushed him away, and walked outside.

"Junxi..." An angry voice sounded behind her.

The anger in Jian Junxi's eyes did not dissipate, and he turned to look at the person who called him.

Mr. Feng is wearing a dark red Chinese suit today, walking briskly, his red face has some traces of weather, his body is straight, and there is endless cunning in his pair of wise eyes.

She interrupted unceremoniously: "Old Feng, we don't seem to know each other well enough to call each other by our first names!"

The smile on Feng Teng's face stops abruptly, the freezing coldness of the world bursts out from the old eyes, for a moment, there is silence as if the god of death is coming.

Seeing this, the soldiers at the door were afraid that they would really fight, so they immediately closed the door and asked the guests outside to wait...

Jian Junxi's domineering kingly aura was fully on, his cold eyes narrowed slightly, as chilly as a gust of cold wind blowing from hell, and he said to Abu extremely coldly: "Give the gift to Feng Lao, and drive the car over!"

"Yes, Master!" Abu glanced at Feng Teng, handed the gift to his attendant, turned around and planned to drive.

"Wait a minute, is Mr. Jian planning to give my old man face?" Feng Teng's deep voice contained anger.

In other words, no one has dared to treat him this way, even the deceased Ling Guodong, never had such an attitude.

A teenage brat, who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth, has Nangong Jing's preference, and dares to look down on everything.

Jian Junxi raised his eyebrows, and the sneer on the corner of his lips was her unique style. He sneered and said, "Heh... Feng Lao, you are right, who is not giving face to whom?"

Feng Teng glanced at Zhang Yeqing, he immediately stood up, and said in great fear: "Master, I just follow the rules!"

The head was lowered to ninety degrees, and the attitude was very different from the attitude just now, like two completely different people.

Feng Teng immediately shouted: "What rules, who doesn't know this? Tired of work, aren't you?"

"I'm sorry, master, I'm sorry, Master Xi..." He bowed his head and apologized sincerely, his legs were shaking into a ball like sifting chaff.
(End of this chapter)