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Chapter 603 Banning Yang Yi
"Who are you guys? Stop fucking me, don't you know who I am?"

At this moment, Master Wu, who was almost fainted by a slap just now, quickly got up from the ground.

With a face full of anger, he looked at Zhang Feng and those bodyguards ferociously, his fists were clenched extremely tightly, and his eyes were full of anger.

He is also number one in Hengcheng.

And it is a person who can be counted and ranked.

Not many people in Qingcheng dared not give him face, but now Zhang Feng led someone to break in directly, and after entering, he couldn't help but slap him directly.

Chi Guoguo was slapping him in the face, completely ignoring him, which made him extremely angry.

"You ask who we are? Hehe... You send your people to the hotel where we live to stun me with smoke, and then bring them here... You are going to attack me, even Don't know who I am?"

Zhang Feng looked at Angkor with a sneer on his face and a sarcasm in his tone.

After hearing Zhang Feng's words, Angkor immediately realized something.

His pupils widened suddenly, looking extremely surprised.

Obviously he didn't expect that Zhang Feng could come here intact.

Although the people he sent to deal with Zhang Feng were not considered top experts, they were all good at handling things under his command, and they never made mistakes in handling things.
It stands to reason that if they go to arrest Zhang Feng, they will go there with mist, and they should be able to get things done easily, but now...

"Are you the one named Zhang?"

Angkor's pupils dilated, he swallowed fiercely, and said coldly: "I really didn't expect that you were able to find them. It seems that those people I sent are all broken?"

"of course."

Zhang Feng replied, and when he was talking, he threw Yang Yi aside casually, like throwing rubbish: "Those people you sent are really a bit of rubbish, these few of my bodyguards really treat those few like It’s as easy as chopping melons and vegetables.”

"Okay, I admit it."

"My friend, it's better to resolve our enemies than to end them. What happened today was my fault, Mr. Wu. I'm here to punish myself three times to apologize to you."

Unexpected.

This Angkor did not threaten Zhang Feng, nor did he speak harsh words here, but picked up the wine and wine glasses on the table, and punished himself with three glasses after speaking.

He was already a little drunk, but now that he had three glasses of wine, he immediately felt a sense of superiority.

I feel dizzy.

"My friend, it's me, Old Seven Wu, who didn't open my eyes tonight and affected your mood in Hengcheng. I sincerely apologize to you. The so-called many friends have many paths."

"This matter is Yang Yi's instigating dissension. If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't have sent someone to deal with you."

Angkor continued to speak.

He is worthy of being an old Jianghu.

Like the young stupefied youth, in such a situation, if it was the timid kind, it would have crawled under the table in fright, but it is not like the stunned enough kind , but no matter whether the enemy is strong or weak, they will always be stubborn and never give in.

Obviously Angkor is not a coward, nor is he the kind of brainless stunned young man.

After he finished these two sentences, he gave his subordinates next to him a wink, and his subordinates immediately got up and walked to Yang Yi.

"Young master, our boss was instigated by Yang Yi tonight, and our two brothers beat him up for you, to vent your anger on you."

After one of them picked Yang Yi up, he said in a respectful tone.

Without losing his voice, the slap was directed at Yang Yi's face.

This Yang Yi is also a first-line artist after all. Although he is not a fresh meat who depends on his appearance, he is also a star who depends on his appearance.

At this time, the slap fell on Yang Yi's face like money, and Yang Yi's face became red and swollen at a speed visible to the naked eye, with slap marks all over his face.

"Ah, Angkor don't want it, Angkor please spare me."

"I was wrong, I know I was wrong, don't fight, ah... ah..."

"Angkor, please forgive me, Grandpa Zhang, please forgive me!"

Yang Yi was also drawn to doubt his life, screaming and begging for mercy.

Zhang Feng stood aside, watching the show with arms folded.

On the other hand, Angkor shook his head vigorously, so that he who was already about to be drunk would wake up, and clasped his fists together and said, "My friend, if you need help from me, Wu Laoqi, in Hengcheng, you can come to me ... Enemies should be resolved rather than knotted, are you right?"

He meant it.

It's definitely not here to say polite words and scenes, nor is it thinking of sending Zhang Feng away first, and then sending someone to settle accounts with him.

As an old Jianghu, Angkor has been on the road for so many years, but he knows better than anyone else the meaning of the phrase "more friends, more roads".

It is even more clear that there are many unremarkable people on weekdays, or people who don't have much contact with each other. If they build a good relationship on weekdays, it will definitely be of great help at critical times.

He patted his hands tonight, almost the most elite group of younger brothers went to work, but they were directly dismissed, which made him realize that Zhang Feng is also a person with a big background.

So he wanted to make friends with Zhang Feng, and he didn't want to be enemies with Zhang Feng.

"Heh, you are a smart person, no matter...Since you choose to be my friend, then there is no need for me to worry about it."

Zhang Feng said lightly.

As he spoke, he lightly raised his hand, and the person who was slapping Yang Yi suddenly stopped immediately after seeing Zhang Feng's movement of raising his hand.

"Yang Yi, you are also a first-line artist, and you are a big name in Yinyue Film and Television Company. As an artist, you should do something positive."

"But tell yourself, what are the things you did today?"

"Forget it, since you don't care about feathers yourself, then I don't need to tolerate you. I think it's better to block an artist with no morals like you."

Zhang Feng said calmly.

On the way here, he was already in contact with Tang Long, and asked Tang Long to notify Yinyue Film and Television Company to block Yang Yi immediately.

What about first-line artists?

With Zhang Feng's current strength, even if it is super traffic, he can easily block it, let alone a Yang Yi.

"block?"

After hearing Zhang Feng's words, Yang Yi trembled violently.

If it was this afternoon, when he heard Zhang Feng say this, he would not take it seriously at all... He would only think that Zhang Feng was just kidding with him.

But now for some reason, he feels that Zhang Feng has this power and the strength to block him.

"I've already had someone notify Yinyue's boss. If there are no accidents, your agent... has already printed out the contract termination contract and is on his way here."

Zhang Feng looked at Yang Yi who was showing fear, and said lightly.

Yang Yi's face was pale and dying.

After hearing Zhang Feng's words, Angkor's pupils shrank, and he secretly rejoiced that he didn't tear up his face with Zhang Feng, but chose to turn hostility into friendship.

Although he had his subordinates beat Yang Yi up, he didn't take Yang Yi seriously.

But beating a first-line artist is not the same as banning a first-line artist, not to mention it is midnight, three o'clock in the morning.

Being able to directly contact the senior management of Yinyue Film and Television Company at three o'clock in the morning, and make the other party dare not disobey and directly agree to block Yang Yi, shows how much energy is required to do this.

(End of this chapter)