"Don't say that. If I don't have the strength and ability to fight with you, how can I dare to attack you rashly?"
Qi Yifeng sat down on the sofa opposite and looked at Yan Mubei's injured and bleeding arm, feeling very happy.
A gangster with a foot injury and a hand injury, what else can he do to fight against himself?
In the past, Yan Mubei might have been wary of his three-point shooting, but now he is just a toothless tiger.
Appearing but useless.
Qi Yifeng couldn't help but sigh: "It's been three years. I spent three years dealing with you."
Such a long time was spent on overthrowing Yan Mubei.
Yes, it was three years ago that they got to know each other and began a three-year journey of trust.
At that time, Lin Qianqian went abroad, and he was bored in the country, living a boring life of dissipation and dissipation.
At that time, Chai Lao would often find people to find him a scumbag, sometimes openly and sometimes covertly.
He was a little drunk that day and squatted on the street vomiting. Deng Liang stood next to him and called for a taxi.
At this moment, several people rushed up to kill them, catching them off guard.
The drunk cat Yan Mubei was quickly covered by Deng Liang, and the other bodyguards also quickly reacted and rushed forward to fight.
But there were too many people there at the time, and Yan Mubei was so drunk, so Deng Liang put him into the oncoming car.
Unexpectedly, his driver was captured, and the enemy pretended to be the driver and took Yan Mubei away.
At that time, Deng Liang and the others were so anxious that they just rushed to catch up and didn't even think about turning back to pick up the car.
At this moment, Qi Yifeng's car appeared from the sky.
Deng Liang quickly stopped him, then grabbed him and pursued him without saying a word.
Qi Yifeng, who was robbed of the car, was pushed into the passenger seat. The driver's seat and the back compartment were all filled with Yan Mubei's bodyguards.
After a round of racing, they stopped Yan Mubei's car.
Qi Yifeng didn't say anything and helped fight the group. Later, Yan Mubei woke up and made friends with him.
At first Yan Mubei was suspicious of his appearance, but Qi Yifeng was very indifferent and never asked Yan Mubei for any reward.
It was just that in our free time, the two of us went out to have a drink to relieve our boredom and talk about innocuous things.
Over time, Yan Mubei became less wary of him.
In addition, the two of them can talk well and are even more rivals in boxing and kicking skills. They can easily increase their brotherhood by discussing things thoroughly.
Three years later, when Yan Mubei was least prepared, Qi Yifeng revealed his true form.
At this time, Yan Mubei only blamed himself for being blind.
No matter how much you blame or speak, you will only choke in your stomach and taste the bitter consequences.
Yan Mubei asked: "What do you want?"
"I want the Yan Family, and I also want the Yan Group and everything you have."
"You're dreaming."
"Did you dream that you know very well who is the prisoner now? Who is the loser?"
"……."molar.
At this time, Xu Shan got up from the ground.
She took a deep breath and then dusted herself off proudly.
Standing in front of Yan Mubei, looking at him condescendingly, he suddenly waved his right hand and slapped the man on the face.
What a shame and humiliation.
Yan Mubei's face was not straight, he stared at Xu Shan, exuding murderous intent, gritted his teeth and growled: "You dare to hit me?"
"Why don't I dare to hit you? Yan Mubei, you are here today." After saying that, he slapped him again on his handsome face.
Yan Mubei did not move away, he still stared at Xu Shan.