Hearing Yan Qingcheng's reply, Wang Tiezhu suddenly laughed from ear to ear and mocked, "A mere unknown person just wants to scare me away?"
"I really don't know what you think."
Yan Qingcheng suddenly felt an indescribable feeling of powerlessness when a scholar encountered a soldier.
She originally thought that Wang Tiezhu would be scared by Lin Feng's reputation and run away.
unexpectedly.
Wang Tiezhu had never heard of Lin Feng's name at all.
"Prepare to light the explosives."
Wang Tiezhu became more confident and started counting down with a loud voice, "3, 2..."
Before he finished speaking, Chong Feihu's questioning voice suddenly came from behind, "An unknown person?"
"Wang, you actually said that Mr. Lin is a nobody?"
Wang Tiezhu shuddered and looked back at Chong Feihu. His old face was flushed, the corners of his mouth were trembling, and his palms were covered in cold sweat.
I opened my mouth, but no sound came out.
this moment.
Neither Wang Tiezhu nor Yan Qingcheng expected that Chong Feihu would show up at this critical moment.
"Tiger...Master Hu..."
Wang Tiezhu, who quickly recovered from the shock, said in a trembling, flattering voice with a smile on his face, "Master Tiger... what are you doing here?"
"What am I here for? Do I need to ask for your opinion in advance?"
Chong Feihu's face was extremely gloomy, and he stared at Wang Tiezhu with a cold gaze, "It's you, you led so many people to surround the Yan family, what do you want to do?"
"me……"
Wang Tiezhu was so embarrassed that he couldn't even speak a complete sentence.
"Your brother Wang Tiechui was shot dead by me."
“Every injustice has its owner, and every debt has its owner.”
"If you want revenge, just come at me."
While speaking, Chong Feihu took out the Desert Eagle, pointed the black muzzle directly at Wang Tiezhu's head, "At the same time, I also want to prove whether your shot is faster or my bullet is faster."
Swish, swish, swish!
Cold sweat broke out from Wang Tiezhu's body.
Although he and Chong Feihu had no contact before this.
but.
He was very familiar with Chong Feihu's story and had heard about it more than once.
"Hu...Master Hu...misunderstanding...all this is a misunderstanding..."
"How dare I retaliate against you?"
"I wouldn't dare even if you lend me ten thousand courages."
In front of Chong Feihu, Wang Tiezhu had to give in. Even if Chong Feihu's gun was not pointed at his head, he did not dare to confront Chong Feihu, "My brother can die under your gun."
, that is what he deserves, and it is also his honor..."
Chong Feihu's face darkened and he interrupted Wang Tiezhu, "Mr. Lin is my master, but you have humiliated him."
"How can I spare you?"
Plop!
Wang Tiezhu's legs went weak and he knelt down straight on the ground.
Extremely regretful.
I have the heart to want to die.
Although he had never heard of Lin Feng's name, he could tell that what Chong Feihu just said was definitely not a joke on him.
How can someone who even a mad lord like Chong Feihu be regarded as his master can be a mere idler?
This time, I really hit the iron plate.
Although there were hundreds of people brought by Wang Tiezhu, no one dared to come forward at this time.
They were all stunned in place.
Outside the Yan family's manor, it was as quiet as death, and you could hear a needle drop.
The atmosphere was so solemn and suffocating.
"Master Tiger... Tiger..."
Before Wang Tiezhu finished speaking, gunfire rang out.
There were two bangs, and both of Wang Tiezhu's knees were pierced by bullets. The blood flowed uncontrollably. He lay lying in a pool of blood, as embarrassed as a dog.
"Miss Yan, what else do you need me to do with this piece of shit?"
Chong Feihu respectfully asked Yan Qingcheng for his opinion in a low voice.
Wang Tiezhu opened his mouth wide and looked at Yan Qingcheng with eyes filled with desire for survival.
He never imagined that his life and death would be decided by the younger generation, Yan Qingcheng.
With a straight face, Yan Qingcheng snatched the Desert Eagle from Chong Feihu without saying a word, and pointed it directly at Wang Tiezhu's head.
"Yan...Miss Yan...don't...don't shoot..."
"I was wrong...I really knew I was wrong..."
Wang Tiezhu held his head in his hands and was so frightened that he peed on the spot, "I am willing to lead the entire family to submit to the Yan family and serve the Yan family..."
This time.
Before Wang Tiezhu could finish his words, gunfire rang out.
With two bangs, Wang Tiezhu's shoulders were immediately punched through, and blood surged out like a fountain. The pain was so painful that Wang Tiezhu almost fainted.
Even Chong Feihu, who had always been decisive in killing and whose hands were stained with blood, was shocked and broke into a cold sweat by Yan Qingcheng's move.
"roll."
The muzzle of the gun in Yan Qingcheng's hand was pointed at Wang Tiezhu's head again.
Wang Tiezhu's hands and feet were severely injured and he couldn't exert any strength. He could only twist his body desperately, crawling forward like a maggot.
It wasn't until he climbed dozens of meters away that he was picked up by the people he brought with him and fled.
In less than two minutes, the people brought by Wang Tiezhu had left completely, leaving no one behind.
"Did Lin Feng ask you to come?"
When Yan Qingcheng handed the Desert Eagle with wisps of smoke still coming from the muzzle to Chong Feihu, he asked meaningfully.
Chong Feihu did not dare to get involved in the emotional entanglement between Lin Feng and Yan Qingcheng. After taking the Desert Eagle, he turned around and left without saying a word.
At this time, Lin Feng looked at Lan Suyun who was running towards him with a half-smile.
Lan Suyun's nervous and anxious expression made Lin Feng couldn't help but ask: "Have your butt been burned by the fire?"
Huhuhu...
Lan Suyun patted her chest until she could breathe again, then lowered her voice and said, "There's something wrong with Xiang Yuting."
"Compared with her last night, she seems to be a different person this morning."
"There was more hatred in her eyes than she had seen last night..."
Lin Feng couldn't help but laugh and interrupted Lan Suyun, "Are you a kindergarten teacher? Or are you a fortune teller?"
Lan Suyun rolled her eyes at Lin Feng angrily and snorted: "Can you listen to what I have to say?"
Lin Feng pretended to be exaggerated and raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, and nodded silently.
"I am a woman."
"Only women understand women."
Lan Suyun said confidently, "I believe that my eyes will not be wrong."
Although Lin Feng had already learned about Xiang Yuting's origins from the clues provided by Chong Feihu.
but.
Even if Xiang Yuting decided to avenge her father, he did not take it seriously.
Therefore, Lan Suyun's words were not enough to attract his attention.
"You came all the way to see me just to tell me this?"
Lin Feng's question made Lan Suyun feel a little embarrassed, and she was speechless. She wanted to tell the truth, but when the words came to her lips, she couldn't say them out.
"If you don't speak, then I have to leave?"
Lin Feng looked at Lan Suyun with a smile and was about to leave.
However.
The next second, Lan Suyun grabbed her sleeve.
"You...you are not allowed to leave..."
Lan Suyun blushed with embarrassment, her voice was like a gnat, like a timid little girl.