inherit quadrillion

Chapter 600
Zhang Feng's voice was very cold.

It feels like a cold wind on an ice field.

In addition, he was still holding onto Yang Yi's fingers, if he really got ruthless, he only needed to break Yang Yi's fingers hard, but they would really break.

So Yang Yi's subordinates were all discouraged at this moment, none of them dared to move forward.

A second ago, they all threatened Zhang Feng one after another, but now they all shut their mouths tightly and dare not speak.

"Don't be impulsive, let's talk if we have something to say, and let Brother Yang go quickly."

"Brother Yang is a first-line artist with tens of millions of fans on Weibo. If you really hurt him, the consequences will be quite serious, so we might as well turn our fights into friendships. What do you think?"

Yang Yi's assistant was very clever, so he hurriedly said.

Yang Yi's face was pale, and he felt that the finger held by Zhang Feng seemed to be broken, and the pain made his forehead covered with cold sweat.

His subordinates, seeing him like this, were all nervous and sweating coldly.

I'm afraid that Zhang Feng will really break Yang Yi's fingers if he is impulsive.

"Oh, it hurts me to death, it hurts me to death."

"Brother, let's talk about it. I was wrong just now. Let me apologize to you. Please let me go."

"It's just a misunderstanding between us. It's just a misunderstanding. If there's anything you can't sit down and talk about, don't you think so?"

Yang Yi also hurriedly called out, shouting extremely eagerly.

Just now he was as arrogant as a twenty-five-eight thousand yuan, but now he looks like a grandson.

Hearing Yang Yi begging for mercy, Zhang Feng was too lazy to argue with this guy, so he let go of him casually, then pushed him aside and said calmly, "Get out!"

He wants to calm down.

After all, he and Murong Xin'er came here today to take a vacation and relax, and they didn't want to make any troubles.

It's just that he didn't intend to make extra troubles, but Yang Yi didn't think so too. After he got out of trouble, Yang Yi regained his arrogance in a second.

"Damn you bastard, how dare you break your Grandpa Yang's fingers, I think you really don't know how to write dead."

"Now you little bastard, immediately kneel down and apologize to Grandpa Yang, or I will make you regret coming to this world."

Yang Yi covered his own finger and cried out in pain for a few seconds, then looked at Zhang Feng with a ferocious face and roared angrily.

When he roared, he took a few steps back quickly, keeping a distance from Zhang Feng, as if he was afraid that Zhang Feng would hurt him. ,
Hearing Yang Yi's arrogant yell, Zhang Feng had a dumbfounding look on his face.

"Haha, Yang Yi, you're a real grandson. You were begging for mercy just now, but now you're acting like a big bastard. You're good enough."

Zhang Feng looked at Yang Yi who changed his face faster than turning the pages of a book, and said mockingly.

However, Yang Yi ignored Zhang Feng's ridicule, and said with a sneer, "Don't talk nonsense with me here, now you little bastard, immediately kneel down and apologize to me, otherwise you will bear the consequences."

His tone was cold and threatening.

While speaking, he turned his head to look at Murong Xin'er again, with that greedy look on his face, he swallowed fiercely.

"Little beauty, if you want me to say that you should follow me, I can bring you into the entertainment circle and make you a goddess sought after by thousands of people, are you really unwilling?"

Yang Yi looked at Murong Xin'er greedily.

Although he just met Murong Xin'er, he was already fascinated by Murong Xin'er's beauty, the flame of desire in his heart was burning wildly, he wished he could immediately take Murong Xin'er as his own and make it his private property.

The greed and desire in his eyes became more and more focused on his talking hand, and he swallowed his saliva gulps.

At this moment, he doesn't look like a first-line entertainer, but he is clearly a stinky hooligan who is obsessed with sex.

And those people around Yang Yi, following Yang Yi out of trouble at the moment, are not worried about anything, and shouted one by one:

"Goddess, Brother Yang is famous for his kidneys. If you follow him, he will satisfy you every day."

"We, Brother Yang, have a lot of poses. If you follow Brother Yang, you will be guaranteed to open the door to a new world."

"It's the best choice for you to follow Brother Yang. As for this stinky boy, you should kick him quickly. He's such a fluff, he's not good enough for you."

"Such a beautiful woman is only worthy of Brother Yang, as for the others, they are all rubbish."

His group of men shouted one after another.

With their posture, they don't look like first-line artists coming out with their assistants.

It's like a group of punks molesting good women here.

Zhang Feng frowned, and the anger in his heart was brewing.

"Okay, okay... Originally, I planned to calm down and not want to make things big, but since you don't cherish the opportunity I let you go."

"If you choose to play sex here, then don't blame me."

Zhang Feng said with a gloomy face.

After speaking, he took a deep breath, raised his hands and drank in a low voice: "Hands, throw all these things out for me, don't let them affect my mood of eating with Xin'er."

He whispered without looking back, as if speaking into the air.

And after his voice fell,
The bodyguards at the table next to him stood up instantly.

They are all masters arranged by Zhao Wuchang to Zhang Feng, super masters, even if they meet Lian Jiazi, they can easily beat them, let alone encounter such stinky fish and rotten shrimp.

After they got up, they were in front of Yang Yi and the others in an instant, and shot mercilessly.

"Crack, crack, crack..."

There was a slap in the face.

They raised their hands and slapped them very skillfully. Every slap made them fall to the ground dizzy and unable to stand up, but it didn't make them faint.

And their slaps on the faces of these people made them cry in pain.

Zhang Feng's bodyguards dealt with these people as easily as chopping melons and vegetables, letting them all lie on the ground without any effort at all.

But there is one exception!
That is Yang Yi.

At this moment, the people brought by Yang Yi were all crawling on the ground, all of them were dizzy and couldn't stand up even if they wanted to stand up. Only Yang Yi was left behind by these bodyguards.

"Young Master Zhang, how will he deal with it?"

One of the bodyguards turned to look at Zhang Feng and asked.

Zhang Feng smiled, and said in a playful tone: "Then let me deal with it myself."

As he spoke, he took steps, and walked in front of Yang Yi in two steps. At this moment, Yang Yi's face was pale, his body was shaking like chaff, and his face was full of fear.
He stared wide-eyed and looked at Zhang Feng in great horror: "You, you... what do you want to do."

doing what?
Zhang Feng sneered: "Yang Yi, I was going to let you go just now, but why did you kill yourself, can you give me an answer?"

Zhang Feng's voice was not loud, but it gave off a feeling of cold wind blowing.

After Yang Yi heard Zhang Feng's voice, cold sweat flowed down crazily, and the panic on his face became heavier.

(End of this chapter)