Chapter 73 The hero saves the beauty and hides the murderous intention
"I didn't know that Mr. Lin came to visit me. I missed my welcome from afar. Please atone for my sins."
At this moment, an old man in a moon-white Tang suit, over fifty years old, with silver hair, quickly walked out of the manor and came to Lin Feng, with a look of shame on his face.
This made everyone exclaim again:
"Who is this descendant?"
"It actually made the owner of Ziqi Manor, Long Zaitian, go out to greet him personally!"
Xiao Hua opened his mouth wide, a smile frozen on his face.
He pinched his thigh hard, thinking he was hallucinating.
"Everyone, please come back."
Long Zaitian looked at everyone and directly issued an order to expel the guests, "The God of Wealth has limited energy and doesn't want to meet too many people."
Everyone clutched the invitation letter, unwilling to accept it, but did not dare to break into the manor.
They all froze in place, no one wanted to leave.
Lin Feng and Liu Mengdie did not have invitation letters, but they were received by Long Zaitian personally.
But they held genuine invitations, but were turned away.
The gap between people is too big, right?
Until she was held by Lin Feng's arm and followed Long Zaitian into the manor, and saw all the bigwigs gathered in the courtyard waiting to be received, Liu Mengdie still felt that what had just happened was like a dream.
What is Long Zaitian’s identity?!
He actually greeted Lin Feng and her in person!
"You...what's your relationship with Mr. Long?"
"It doesn't matter."
"Then why did he go out to greet him in person?"
"He is very hospitable."
Liu Mengdie was not satisfied with Lin Feng's answer.
She still wanted to ask.
But when the words came to my lips, I didn’t know where to start.
Lin Feng was shrouded in a layer of fog that she couldn't see through.
"do not think too much."
"You should think about how to discuss business with the rich man when you see him later."
Lin Feng once again called Zhang Taiqiu a rich man, which made Liu Mengdie roll her eyes and unable to complain:
When will this bastard get some moral integrity?
"Don't be nervous, relax. If you can't handle the rich man, you still have your husband and me."
Lin Feng leaned close to Liu Mengdie's ear, patted his chest with a playful smile and said, "As long as I take action, there will be nothing that I can't handle."
While talking, Lin Feng left the patio and came to see Long Zaitian on the excuse of going to the toilet.
"Young Master Lin, are you satisfied with my performance just now?"
Long Zaitian, who was guarding outside the courtyard, ran up to Lin Feng as soon as he saw him, and asked with a smile on his face.
"So satisfied!"
Lin Feng glared at Long Zaitian unhappily and scolded him coldly, "Who asked you to go out to greet me in person?"
"If you do this, everyone will know that I have a special status."
"With Liu Mengdie's brain, he will definitely question my identity."
"I just want to get along with others as an ordinary person, why is it so difficult?"
Long Zaitian drooped his head, not daring to take a breath.
"You tell the rich man that he can only cooperate with Liu Mengdie."
"If you dare to invest a penny in another group, I will twist off his head and become a chamber pot."
After pondering for a moment, Lin Feng spoke again, "Tell the rich man to give me a hard beating on the Qingbo Group."
Long Zaitian repeatedly claimed that it was true and did not dare to complain.
It wasn't until Lin Feng walked away that he breathed a sigh of relief.
Not daring to waste half a second, he went straight to the living room where Zhang Taiqiu was.
At this time, as soon as Lin Feng entered the bathroom, he heard a short and frightening cry for help coming from the women's bathroom opposite:
"Help...help..."
Immediately afterwards, another low and hoarse male voice sounded, "You have a broken throat and no one is here to save you."
"Big bosses from all parties gathered in the courtyard, waiting to be received by the God of Wealth. They would rather burst their bladders with urine than come to the bathroom."
"Scream, shout."
"The more fierce you scream, the more excited I will be."
"Beauty, here I come, hahaha..."
Lin Feng flashed and rushed into the women's bathroom without hesitation.
A woman in her early twenties, with messy hair, disheveled clothes, slightly exposed shoulders, and shocking bright red scratches, was forced to sit in a corner with no way out by a man with tattoos on both arms.
Full of tears and a look of despair and helplessness, Lin Feng once again had the urge to kill.
"Who the hell are you?"
The man who heard Lin Feng's footsteps turned back and stared at Lin Feng.
"help me……"
"Please help me... I don't want to be ruined... I am still innocent..."
The woman was like a drowning person, grabbing the last straw to save her life. She looked at Lin Feng with hope in her eyes. Her hoarse pleas made Lin Feng filled with indignation, which further aroused his hatred for men.
"You have nothing to do here!"
"Get out of here!"
"Otherwise, I will beat you to death!"
The man raised his calloused fist towards Lin Feng.
A "click, click, click" sound came from his clenched fists.
"brute!"
Lin Feng let out a low roar, jumped up, and kicked the man with his feet.
"Ouch——"
Amidst the shrill screams.
The man covered his crotch with both hands and flew out like a kite with its string cut off.
It hit the wall seven or eight meters away.
When he fell to the ground, his crotch was stained red with blood.
Streams of blood overflowed from between his fingers.
"You're damn dead!"
Lin Feng ignored the man's threat, went straight to the woman, and helped her up from the ground.
However.
The moment the woman stood up, a ray of cold light shot straight from her loose cuffs to Lin Feng's chest like lightning...