Love at first kiss, the glamorous female CEO fell in love with me

Hearing Ji Zhongda's name, there was a small commotion in the hall.

Jiang Shuidong hurriedly walked to Ye Feng and lowered his voice: "As the master of the Ji family, Ji Zhongda has a very high status in Sanhan City. He is also a master of Jeet Kune Do. Mr. Ye, you have to be careful!"

"Okay, I understand, I will be careful." Ye Feng said. He did not know the details of Ji Zhongda, was not sure, and would not say anything that would definitely destroy Ji Zhongda.

Xu Fuzhong would not give up the perfect opportunity to curry favor with Ji Zichu, so he ran over and helped Ji Zichu up who was lying on the ground.

Xu Fuzhong snorted at Ye Feng.

"Boy, the head of the Ji family is here. Your fate will probably be ten times worse than Mr. Ji's."

At this time, Ji Zichu wiped away the annoyance and frustration just now and became excited again.

"Damn it, you tortured me so much, you're so talented. My dad is here, let's see how he deals with you."

Ji Zichu screamed, his expression extremely crazy.

The elevator door opened, and a man in his 50s hurried over, surrounded by a dozen men in suits.

The person walking at the front was none other than Ji Zhongda.

At this time, Ji Zhongda's eyes glowed with a cold light like an eagle.

"What the hell, I'm enjoying tea at home. I heard that my son was beaten. I want to see who dares to beat my son, Ji Zhongda?"

Ji Zhongda shouted angrily. He saw his son Ji Zichu from a distance. The left side of his head was covered in blood and the left half of his face was swollen.

This was clearly tortured.

Ji Zhongda's anger burst out, he walked up to Ji Zichu, stretched out his trembling hand, and touched Ji Zichu's face.

"Son, I really made you suffer."

Seeing Xu Fuzhong holding his son's arm again, Ji Zhongda praised: "Mr. Xu, true love is revealed in times of adversity. I will remember your kindness. Who beat my son?"

Xu Fuzhong pointed at Ye Feng: "Nuo, it's this kid. Even now, his head is still so high."

Ji Zhongda suddenly turned around and looked at Ye Feng. Seeing what he was wearing, Ji Zhongda laughed.

"This is a dancer. He dares to hit my son. Am I dreaming?"

While speaking, Ji Zhongda walked towards Ye Feng, came to Ye Feng, and without saying a word, slapped Ye Feng directly on the face.

Ye Feng reached out and held Ji Zhongda's wrist.

Ji Zhongda looked slightly startled, feeling a little surprised, and put a little force on his arms, trying to get rid of Ye Feng's grasp.

But after trying several times, I couldn't move my arm at all.

"Hey, boy, I really can't tell. You are quite strong. Just pour it for me."

Ji Zhongda punched out with his left fist, hitting Ye Feng's face directly. Ye Feng let go of Ji Zhongda, and then took a step back.

Ji Zichu struggled to walk to Ji Zhongda's side.

"Dad, I know you are a master of Jeet Kune Do. Don't be polite to this kid. Use your unique skills to beat me to death and vent my anger."

Xu Fuzhong on the side said with a smile: "Everyone in Sanhan City knows that the head of the Ji family is a master of Jeet Kune Do. If more than a dozen big men don't get close, the person in front of you can knock him down in one minute."

Ji Zhongda shouted: "Mr. Xu, if you say that, you are underestimating me. It doesn't take a minute to deal with someone like this. I can bring him down in a few seconds."

Ji Zhongda jumped to Ye Feng's side, but before he could launch his attack, Ye Feng flew up and kicked Ji Zhongda in the chest.

Ji Zhongda's body jumped over everyone's heads and flew over.

Ji Zichu and Xu Fuzhong's eyes widened at the same time, and they couldn't believe what was happening in front of them.

Jiang Shuidong's eyes were full of admiration. Mr. Ye had obtained the true biography of the old Red Flame King. This simple action was really amazing!

Ji Zhongda's body also hit the wine cabinet. The pain made Ji Zhongda's face change shape.

Ji Zichu ignored his own pain and ran over quickly to help Ji Zhongda up.

"Dad, are you alright?"

"It's okay, it's just, this kid's kick speed, why is it so fast?"

The dozen bodyguards who came with Ji Zhongda reacted and rushed towards Ye Feng at the same time.

Jiang Shuidong took a few steps forward and decided to help Ye Feng.

Suddenly, Ye Feng suddenly stepped out and kicked out the bodyguard who was rushing forward. The bodyguard flew five meters in the air and fell heavily to the ground.

This scene immediately stunned everyone.

Ji Zhongda's eyes couldn't help but fall on Ye Feng's legs. The big man who was kicked away weighed at least 160 pounds. The strength on this kid's legs was too strong!

Ye Feng walked towards Ji Zhongda, and when he passed Xu Fuzhong, he slapped him with his backhand.

"You..." Xu Fuzhong wanted to scold Ye Feng, but suddenly thought of the misery of Ji's father and son, and immediately shut his mouth.

Ye Feng tapped Xu Fuzhong's chest.

"Remember this lesson, be more low-key in your work in the future, and don't jump up and down to be the first person."

After that, when he walked up to Ji Zhongda, Ji Zhongda suddenly felt that the boy in front of him seemed to be a killing god.

Why do you feel this way?

Subconsciously, he protected his son Ji Zichu behind him.

"You, who are you?" Ji Zhongda asked, his voice trembling.

"Oh, who else could I be? The gigolo your son invited to dance with you."

Ji Zhongda shook his head at Ye Feng and said with determination: "You are by no means an ordinary gigolo, a gigolo. Do you dare to treat my father and son of the Ji family like this? Let's be honest, who are you?"

Ye Feng smiled and suddenly kicked Yuan Beichen's smashed spiritual tablet at the feet of the Ji family and his son.

"You can ask Yuan Beichen who I am, it's me who sent him to another world."

Hearing this, the Ji family's father and son widened their eyes at the same time and shouted at the same time: "It's you!"

"Why, do you think I'm scaring you?" Ye Feng said coldly.

Ji Zhongda shook his head again.

"You are definitely not trying to scare us, but why are you wearing a gigolo costume to trick us?"

Ye Feng looked down at his clothes.

"It's just for matching shirts."

The father and son of the Ji family looked at each other, damn, we were hurt by these clothes.