Are The Villain Bosses Strong?

When he returned downstairs, Ji Feng saw an unmanned van parked at the door of the unit.

Judging from the various scratches and stickers on the body of the car, it didn't look like a car driven by a good person.

Many times, Ji Feng would consider things in the worst case scenario, such as at this moment, this broken van was coming for him.

Although this might be a bit panic, at least he could respond in time when something happened.

Putting Yang Ling'er down, Ji Feng whispered in her ear: "When you go upstairs, keep a certain distance behind me. If something really happens, take the stairs. There is a small space under the stairs on the first floor where you can hide."

When he knew that this dungeon world needed to pull teeth out of the tiger's mouth, Ji Feng had already figured out the terrain around his home and memorized it. He liked to chop people with an axe, but it didn't mean that he was a reckless man.

Yang Ling'er pulled the corner of Ji Feng's clothes with a worried look. If she could speak and had the courage to speak, she wanted Ji Feng to take her away from this place of right and wrong, find an uninhabited forest and throw her in it, and come to see her often.

"Don't worry."

Ji Feng patted the back of Yang Ling'er's hand and asked her to let go.

Taking out the fire axe that had been silent in the system space for a long time, Ji Feng opened the elevator door and pressed his own floor, then stepped out and walked into the fire escape staircase.

As expected, if the vanmen in that car were really here to block him, the empty elevator would surely attract their attention. When they relaxed when the elevator went down, he would rush out from the corridor. As long as there were no genetic warriors and martial arts masters, he would be able to kill all of them!

As for what happened later, he would kill them first.

Ji Feng lowered his footsteps and heard the man yelling and cursing when he was still two floors away.

"Stinky cousin, open the door and pay back the money!"

"Otherwise we will tear down this door!"

Aren't you here to find him and Yang Ling'er?

Ji Feng thought of his neighbor Kong Huayue, who owed a lot of foreign debts to treat her daughter's illness and prolong her life. Even he helped her twice.

It is reasonable for the debt collectors to block her door now that she can't pay back the money.

"Brothers, can you give me a few more days? I'll try my best to collect the money and pay you back!"

The faint female voice came into Ji Feng's ears through the iron gate.

And those debt collectors still kicked the security door relentlessly.

"Grace? I'm a loan shark, not a bodhisattva. I'll give you grace, but who will give me grace!"

"But I clearly borrowed 4,500 yuan, why do I have to pay back 25,000 yuan now? I really can't pay so much."

"It's written in the contract that interest is compounded! Are the two holes in your head for venting? I'll count to five and open the door to pay you back. If you don't have money, I'll beat you up!"

After making sure that it wasn't for him, Ji Feng led Yang Ling'er out of the fire escape.

"Please make way."

That is, in the central area, because of the rules, the debt collectors had to suppress their temper and make way for this inconsiderate guy.

Ji Feng ignored the pairs of eyes around him that were as big as cow eyes, calmly opened the door, entered the house, and closed the door.

"Brother, is this guy a little crazy? He ignores us like this?"

"If you want to get back at him, you can only pray to run into him in the black street. The central area is not a place where we can run wild." The rules of City X have been deeply engraved into every gangster's bones by Liang Yuanlong with irresistible violence.

The debt collector continued to curse at Kong Huayue: "You don't want to open the door, right? Tear down this door for me!"

"I, I have called the police, and the federal agents will be here soon." Kong Huayue brought up the federal government to try to scare off the gang.

Unexpectedly, this group of debt collectors sneered.

"Federal agents? Count on them to support you. Do you believe that they will respectfully offer cigarettes to us brothers when they come? I tell you, no one can save you if you don't pay back today."

"Brother, here are the tools to break the door!"

"The door has been broken, take the person away!"

Ji Feng, who was in the house, sighed softly when he heard the noise and the woman's scream outside. Yang Ling'er stood beside him, holding all the notepads in her arms, as if she was ready to flee with all her property at any time.

Ji Feng really didn't want to care about this kind of thing. He was not a kind person. He had helped Kong Huayue twice before and didn't ask her to pay back the money. He had done his best. After all, he could save Kong Huayue once, but it didn't mean he could save Kong Huayue twice.

But if things continued like this, Ji Feng really had to care, because Kong Huayue called the federal agent.

It's true that the federal agent is a mascot in City X, but the mascot has to pretend.

Once Kong Huayue was taken away by the debt collector, the federal agent would naturally question him, the neighbor, if he couldn't find the person who called the police.

He was not afraid of questioning, but there was a small black household in his family. Wouldn't this questioning and verification reveal the truth?

Ji Feng cursed in his heart and pushed open the door, just in time to interrupt the chaotic farce outside.

Originally, the beautiful woman Kong Huayue was held down like a piglet, with messy hair, like a crazy woman. The debt collector in her room also held a little girl wearing a hat who was about the same height as Yang Linger.

Everyone looked at Ji Feng who suddenly opened the door.

"Who is the leader of your group?"

The man in the flowered shirt said, "It's me."

"Come, let's go in and talk. I'll settle her debt."

The man in the flowered shirt looked at his younger brother next to him and then grabbed Kong Huayue and walked towards Ji Feng's house.

Kong Huayue was in tears. She had said thank you before, and saying it again was just perfunctory. She could only think about how to repay Ji Feng's help in her heart.

After the flowered shirt and his younger brother came in, Ji Feng closed the security door with a snap and blocked the rest of his younger brothers outside the door.

The flowered shirt and the younger brother swallowed their saliva together. The decoration inside the house was obviously normal and warm, but why did they feel like sheep entering a tiger's mouth?

"Let's release the person, both of you, and then we can talk about her debt problem."

Hua Shan Shirt hesitated and released Kong Huayue, because there was also a child in this room, and Yang Ling'er would be easier to control than Kong Huayue if something happened.

"How much does she owe?"

"Twenty-five thousand, including our labor fee, a total of thirty thousand."

As expected of a social bug, he raised the price directly when he saw someone paying the bill.

Who is Ji.Fengfei.Feng?

Just seeing a broken van downstairs gave him the idea of ​​killing all of them, and he even put it into action.

Now he can let Hua Shan Shirt, a guy with little fighting power, touch the car?

"I didn't hear clearly just now, how much money did she owe?"

"Heh, thirty-two thousand!"

"How much?"

"..."Hua Shan Shirt didn't continue to raise the price, because Ji Feng took out two kitchen knives from nowhere and put them on his and his younger brother's necks.

Hua Shan Shirt also mixed in the black streets, and the two kitchen knives really didn't scare him. Instead, he flicked the blade with his fingers with interest, his eyes full of provocation and intimidation.

"The rules of the underworld are that if you draw your knife, it means life or death. Are you ready?"

Ji Feng looked around at the layout of the house.

"I'm really not ready. How about changing places?"