The personal master of the stunning president

Chapter 3 How Do You Drive?
The two big men who walked into the room suddenly had the feeling of being stared at by a flood of beasts. Their bodies were stiff, and thick beads of sweat oozed from their foreheads!
"This is my person..." Han Yueying felt the coldness emanating from Leng Feng, and quickly explained.

Only then did Leng Feng turn his head away, and gently placed Han Yueying on the sofa.

Feeling that the pressure disappeared, the two big men couldn't help but heave a long sigh of relief. They looked at each other and saw a trace of horror in each other's eyes.

"Mr. Han..." A young girl pushed away two big men and appeared in front of Leng Feng, but when she saw the scene in front of her, she was stunned.

On the sofa, Leng Feng's arms were around Han Yueying's waist, and Han Yueying's hands were hooked around Leng Feng's neck. Their lips were close to each other, less than one centimeter apart.

"Could it be that I was worrying for nothing, Mr. Han is not in danger, but..." Li Sitong stared blankly at this scene.

"Sitong, you're here." Only then did Han Yueying realize that she and Leng Feng were in an ambiguous posture, and pushed Leng Feng away with a blushing face.

"Another big beauty." Leng Feng stood up slowly, glanced at Li Sitong, and compared Li Sitong with Han Yueying.

Li Sitong was about the same age as Han Yueying, and his body was well developed, especially the legs under the professional skirt, which were slender and strong, giving people a youthful and fit feeling.

"Why is this man's gaze so perverted!" Li Sitong felt Leng Feng's unscrupulous gaze, and couldn't help frowning, but it was hard to get angry in front of Han Yueying.

"If it wasn't for him today, I would be in danger." Han Yueying didn't realize Li Sitong's strangeness, but explained with a blushing face.

"Mr. Han, it's good that you're fine." Li Sitong let out a long sigh of relief. Let me just say, with Mr. Han's eyes, how could he fall in love with such a wretched man!

Although he had such thoughts in his heart, Li Sitong walked up to Leng Feng and bowed to Leng Feng: "Thank you."

The moment Li Sitong bent over, the collar of the shirt drooped down, Leng Feng could see the scenery inside through the collar, and subconsciously covered his nose under the heat in his nose.

"Bastard..." Li Sitong, who raised his head, happened to see Leng Feng's gaze that he didn't have time to look back. He was furious, and subconsciously kicked Leng Feng.

"Why are you a woman like this? You were fine one moment, but you turned your face on the next moment." Leng Feng dodged Li Sitong's kick, and frowned slightly.

"You're peeking at me..." Li Sitong yelled angrily, but after seeing the two big men behind him, he couldn't say what he said behind him, and in a fit of anger, he took another step forward, ready to make a move.

"Sitong, my feet hurt so much." Han Yueying covered her feet in pain, and looked at Li Sitong with an aggrieved expression.

In fact, Han Yueying's feet didn't hurt that much, but after seeing Li Sitong and Leng Feng fighting again, Han Yueying, who knew Li Sitong's temper well, could only use this method to attract Li Sitong's attention.

Only then did Li Sitong give Leng Feng a hard look, and came to Han Yueying's side. After seeing Han Yueying's ankle swelled like a steamed bun, he became a little anxious: "Mr. Han, it seems to be a little swollen, go to the hospital Bar."

"Not in a hurry now." Han Yueying nodded, but refused Li Ruotong's operation to help her up, and waved at Leng Feng instead.

"Would you like to come to my company? I'll give you a salary of [-] yuan a month." Han Yueying said expectantly after seeing Leng Feng walking by her side.

Mingzhu Group is in troubled times, and Leng Feng is so skilled. If Leng Feng can be recruited into the company, many troubles that have plagued him for a long time can be easily solved.

"Sorry, I don't want to work yet." Leng Feng shook his head.

"You think about it again." Han Yueying was a little disappointed, but she knew that a man like Leng Feng was definitely the kind who hit a snake with a stick. He acted too eagerly, and Leng Feng might say something Conditions that are difficult for me to accept. At that time, if I do not agree, there will be no room for maneuver.

Coupled with the thought of knowing Leng Feng's address, Han Yueying gave up the idea of ​​calling Leng Feng into the company immediately, and after taking a deep look at Leng Feng, Li Sitong left with the help of her.

Da Lang, if you don't want to protect your sister, you really can't refuse such a beauty!

Looking at the graceful backs of Han Yueying and Li Sitong, Leng Feng shook his head regretfully.

"Satan, my home is in Jiangbei...cough cough cough cough..." Han Zhenwu coughed, blood bubbles gushed out from the corner of his mouth, and his face became paler and paler: "Go to Jiangbei... find my sister Han... protect her..."

"Don't worry, I will, I promise, with me, no one in this world can hurt him." Leng Feng's hand pressed hard on the bullet hole in Han Zhenwu's chest, but he couldn't stop the blood from between his fingers. Seep out.

Han Zhenwu grabbed Leng Feng's hand, his pupils began to dilate, and finally he tilted his head and completely lost his breath.

Lying on the bed, thinking about this scene, Leng Feng's eyes turned red.

Han Zhenwu and Leng Feng belonged to the same mercenary organization. In that battle, because someone betrayed the operation, the seven mercenaries led by Leng Feng were surrounded by each other. Helping himself to block the bullet, Leng Feng knew that the person sleeping underground should be himself.

After that action, Leng Feng single-handedly entered the opponent's lair, spent half a month beheading the opponent's 38 masters one by one, and finally wiped off the leader's neck.

During this process, Leng Feng kept asking who the traitor was, but even the leader of the other party didn't know the answer.

After avenging the dead brothers, Leng Feng came directly to Jiangbei, but because Han Zhenwu died before he could explain clearly, and the past of the members of the mercenary group was a secret, he would never mention it in front of others However, it took Leng Feng three months to find out where Han Zhenwu's home was.

A phone ringing interrupted Leng Feng's memories. When he saw the number on the caller ID, Leng Feng was refreshed and picked up the phone.

"Satan, I only found out that Da Lang's younger sister is in the Pearl Group." A slightly hoarse voice with a charming voice clearly reached Leng Feng's ears.

"Pearl Group?" Leng Feng, who put down the phone, had a flash of light in his eyes: "I will go to the Pearl Group tomorrow. No matter what, I must find Da Lang's sister."

Thinking that the search for more than three months would soon come to fruition, Leng Feng drove the car very fast, and when he saw a red light at the intersection, he slammed on the brakes and stopped the car.

"Bang..." The car behind obviously thought that the high-speed car in front would stop suddenly, and it couldn't brake in time, and hit the ass of Leng Feng's black Bora.

"How do you drive?" As soon as Leng Feng got out of the car, a fashionable beauty got off the Sagitar at the back, rushed in front of Leng Feng aggressively, glared at Leng Feng, and almost sprayed his saliva on Leng Feng's face.

(End of this chapter)