In the VIP private room on the second floor of the gymnasium, Hao Tianlai looked around and frowned and asked, "Where has Xie Xin been?"

"It seems like I'm going to take a meal at Murong Xue, haha." Bi Qianjun showed a smile that even a man understood.

"Suck Murong Xue." Hao Tianlai frowned deeply and gritted his teeth and said, "Don't this bastard, don't you know that Murong Xue is Xiao Feng's cousin?"

Seeing Hao Tianlai getting angry, Bi Qianjun asked in confusion: "What's wrong with Xiao Feng's cousin? He threw her on the bed and played with it. Isn't it okay to throw it away? Isn't it true love with her?"

"You, alas, you pig's brain." Hao Tianlai was so angry that he simply ignored Bi Qianjun and turned to look at Wang Xi: "Xiao Xi, why don't you stop Xie Xin?"

Wang Xi still had that expression, as if everything was under his calculations. The cigarette on his fingers was emitting smoke and the smell of nicotine made him a little addicted, but he never took a sip.

"Hao Young Master, Xie Xin is going to provoke Murong Xue, which may be a good thing for us." Wang Xi said lightly, with a sense of confidence between his eyebrows.

When Hao Tianlai heard Wang Xi's words, he thought about it carefully and realized that the face he had originally held was much looser, but he did not want to admit that he was thinking lightly than Wang Xi, so he deliberately pondered for a while: "Well, what you said makes sense, but in order not to have a big deal, let's go and have a look."

"Okay." Wang Xi didn't say anything this time and nodded happily to agree.

Bi Qianjun was confused when he heard this, but he followed Young Master Hao. Since Young Master Hao was going to go back and take a look, then go and see. He followed the two of them with crutches and left the private room and walked towards the backstage.

In the rehearsal room, Xiao Feng held a cigarette in his mouth and looked at Xie Xin standing in front of him with cold eyes. The evil smile on his face could scare a primary school student to cry.

"Xiao Feng." Xie Xin also looked ugly when he saw that it was Xiao Feng: "Whether I can sing conquest or not, what does it have to do with you?"

Xiao Feng sprayed a mouthful of smoke on Xie Xin's face and smiled evilly: "Because I want you to kneel on the ground and sing to conquer me."

"Damn, what did you say?" Xie Xin was furious and clenched his fists: "Beat him up."

Seven or eight black-suited bodyguards, when they saw their master talking, they dared not hesitate. They shouted and rushed up and punched Xiao Feng.

Xiao Feng pushed Murong Xue away, took off his coat, and handed it to her gracefully: "Cousin, help me with it, thank you." After that, he turned around and kicked a bodyguard in the chest, kicking him away more than ten meters away.

Xiao Feng gently unbuttoned the two buttons on the shirt, moved his neck, and hooked his fingers at the stunned bodyguards: "Let's go together, I'll play with you."

Seeing Xiao Feng so arrogant, the bodyguards were furious. However, they were even more careful when they could kick their companions out of more than ten meters. The bodyguards winked at each other and rushed forward.

Murong Xue stood aside with Xiao Feng's coat and covered her mouth, her eyes a little frightened, but she didn't scream, because she was afraid that it would cause Xiao Feng to be distracted.

Xiao Feng didn't feel any effort to challenge everyone alone. Although the tiger is only half the strength, it would not be impossible to beat a group of local dogs. In his eyes, Xie Xin's bodyguards were just a group of local dogs, and he was the tiger.

Perhaps because Murong Xue was standing next to him, Xiao Feng did not use killer moves at all, but played various tricks, which were more fancy than the protagonist's movements in the Kung Fu movie. It was obviously an enemy that could be solved with one punch, so he had to play a few handsome tricks and finally landed on the enemy's head with another punch.

Xie Xin stood beside him. Although he was surprised that Xiao Feng could fight, he was not afraid at all. Can he avoid bullets if he could fight? Humph, he grinned cruelly: "Xiao Feng, I will give you the insult you gave me last time in racing. Today I offended the Xie family. I will let you live and die."

Xiao Feng frowned. He was most annoyed by the fight. There were flies buzzing beside him. Anyway, he had to play all the tricks. I guess the goddess was already fascinated by herself. It was time to end. Don’t delay the concert anymore. That would be a great sin.

"Is that true?" Suddenly, Xiao Feng, who was originally surrounded by bodyguards, turned into afterimages, came behind Xie Xin, and patted his right hand on his shoulder.

Xie Xin was shocked and turned around subconsciously. The moment he turned his head, two old fists flew up, and a national treasure was created. Xiao Feng sent two panda eyes and was not finished. He raised his hand and slapped Xie Xin on the face. Two handprints appeared, red and so cute.

"Boy, if I don't beat you up, you won't know why the flowers are so red." Xiao Feng smiled evilly, but his eyes were fixed on the bodyguards.

"You, you're bullying too much." Maybe Xiao Feng hit too hard, or maybe because he hit Xie Xin's eyes, he started to cry.

"Kill him." The bodyguards shouted, took out pistols from their arms and pointed them at Xiao Feng.

Just as the bodyguards pulled out their guns, Xiao Feng also took out the pistol from Xie Xin's back, opened the security and pressed it on his temple, humming: "Do you, the local dogs, dare to shout with me?"

When the bodyguards saw that their master was in the hands of the enemy, they were afraid of throwing their weapons. They dared not do anything else. They held up their guns and shot, and did not shoot, which was exactly what a celebrity said: Shooting or not shooting is a question worth thinking about.

Xiao Feng had no scruples. He held a gun in one hand and was not idle with the other hand. He slapped Xie Xin on the face, and beat his originally handsome little face into a pig's head.

"Boy, let your bodyguards get out, you know they can't save you." Xiao Feng stopped after slapping more than twenty slaps in the face.

Xie Xin's depression and aggrievance are imaginable. He has lived for more than 20 years and has always pointed a gun at other people's heads. Unexpectedly, today he has fallen to the point where he is pointed at by someone. It's really unhappy to be retribution. However, it was from a large family. Even if it is useless, there is no embarrassing thing about wetting his pants, but his legs are just trembling.

"Go out, go out." Xie Xin did not dare to go against Xiao Feng's intentions and shouted loudly.

In fact, Xie Xin also knew in his heart that Xiao Feng did not dare to kill him here, so he was relieved to let the bodyguard go out, otherwise he would have suffered a lot.

The bodyguards were in a dilemma, not knowing whether they should listen to Xie Xin. If they quit and Xiao Feng hurts his master again, they would be the one who was unlucky.

"Xie Sanjin, your bodyguard is a little disobedient." Xiao Feng smiled evilly and slowly pulled the trigger.

As the trigger was pulled by the fingers, the spring in the gun chamber made a trembling sound, which made Xie Xin's heart tremble: "Get out, get out of here, otherwise I'll kill you."

The bodyguards sighed, slowly put away their guns, turned around and prepared to leave the rehearsal room.

"Slow down." Xiao Feng said coldly.

The bodyguards turned around and didn't know what Xiao Feng was going to do.

"Top the gun and you can go."

The bodyguards learned to be smart this time, so they hurriedly threw the gun in their hands on the floor and quickly walked out of the rehearsal room.

Xiao Feng let go of the hand holding Xie Xin's shoulder, bent down and picked up the guns, put them away one by one, and prepared to throw them to Huotian for a while. Anyway, don't want it for nothing. Just treat it as giving benefits to the brothers in Tianmen, so that they can take their own self-defense.

"Xie Xin, let's talk." Xiao Feng sat on the floor, pointing at Xie Xin's head with a dark muzzle.

Xie Xin's face changed and he slowly sat down: "What are you talking about?"

"Well, the first thing is better not to hit my cousin." Xiao Feng pointed to Murong Xue who was standing beside him and said lightly: "The dragon has reverse scales, and it will die if it touches it. Do you understand?"

Xie Xin shook his body and nodded at the gun: "I didn't have the idea of ​​hitting Murong Xue, I just came to see her with roses."

"Haha, my cousin doesn't like flowers. Even if she likes it, I, the one who is a cousin, will give it to her." After Xiao Feng said that, he clapped his face: "Send the flowers in."

Xie Xin was stunned, but just when he was stunned, Xiao Feng put away the gun. It wasn't him who blew it. Just like Xie Xin, he could kill ten or eight in a minute, and he was not afraid of him making any trouble.

The door of the rehearsal room opened, and the porters came in from outside one after another, holding bunches of fiery red roses in their hands, standing in the first position, holding the blue magician in their hands. He walked to Xiao Feng and respectfully handed over the bouquet.

Xiao Feng took it and turned to Murong Xue: "Cousin, what I gave it to you, haha, we won't collect the nine hundred and nine roses from Mr. Xie. I'll give you nine hundred and nine roses. I hope you like it."

Murong Xue looked at the charming blue charming girl in Xiao Feng's hand, and suddenly felt sour. He, what he had prepared for him, slowly stretched out her delicate jade hand, took the blue charming girl, took a deep breath, calmed down her fluctuating emotions, and nodded with a smile: "Thank you, cousin."

"Haha, what are you thanking? I am your cousin." Xiao Feng raised his hand with habitual surname and shaved Murong Xue's pretty nose.

Murong Xue, who had just calmed down, her heartbeat was like a deer bumping into her again, and she stayed there. Such intimate actions reminded her of her childhood and her father.

Xiao Feng obviously didn't think anything was wrong, so he turned to look at the porters: "Put down all the roses." After that, he took out his wallet, took out all the cash inside, and handed it to one of the porters: "This is your reward, everyone will share it, thank you."

"Sir, Manager Xie has paid us a reward." The porter smiled and shook his head.

Xiao Feng also smiled, such a simple person, "Don't refuse, it's not easy for you to come out so late, so let's share it."

The porters only received the money thanks for their gratitude, but Xiao Feng found a problem. Why did they all secretly glance at Murong Xue? Thinking about it, they are all men. It is normal to see the goddess on the screen.

Just as Xiao Feng was about to let them leave, a very young porter came over in a restrained manner: "Sir, I don't want money."
Chapter completed!