After hearing what Sister Hong said, Secretary Zhang almost slapped her to death.
"Sister Hong, you are also an old manager, how can you risk the artist's future? Don't you know that doing so is very risky?"
Sister Hong said coquettishly: "Secretary Zhang, I saw that Yilun was in a bad mood, so I wanted to relieve his boredom. Who knew..."
Secretary Zhang waved his hand impatiently.
"Don't explain this matter to me. Wait until you deal with the person in front of you and go talk to the young master's family."
Sister Hong felt very depressed.
If you go to tell your young master's family, you will definitely be scolded. You may even be held accountable.
But things have come to this, and that’s all.
However, at this moment.
Bang bang!
The two figures fell heavily in front of Sister Hong and Secretary Zhang with a bang.
I saw Aqiang and Ali lying on the ground, with broken ribs and vomiting blood in their mouths.
brush!
Secretary Zhang and Sister Hong were both shocked.
They are the strongest bodyguards of the Shaodong family, and they are no match for Su Changfeng...
Su Changfeng straightened his clothes and looked at Secretary Zhang and Sister Hong: "Is there no one left in your Longxiang Group?"
"Can this kind of trash be considered a master?"
Secretary Zhang's face was ashen, but he didn't know how to respond.
What others say is also true.
What kind of bullshit expert is this? In front of others, isn't he just like useless existence?
But just now.
A sound of footsteps came from a distance.
Then, an arrogant voice sounded: "Haha, this is the first time I have encountered someone who looks down upon the existence of my Longxiang Media Group."
"I want to see how powerful you are!"
Su Changfeng turned around and saw a young man walking to the door with four or five men and women.
The leader was a thin man, but his face was full of pride.
But this guy had obviously been drinking too much for a long time. His face was pale, his steps were sluggish, and his body was almost empty.
This person is none other than Fan Xinxing, the young boss of Longxiang Media.
Fan Xinxing looked at Su Changfeng with a sullen face, "You are the one who doesn't take me, Longxiang Media, seriously?"
Su Changfeng looked at him: "So what? Who are you?"
Secretary Zhang looked at Su Changfeng coldly: "This is our young boss's house - President Xiao Fan."
"Don't think that if you have some skills, you can do whatever you want. Longxiang Media can crush you to death with just a few fingers. Do you believe it?"
Fan Xinxing glanced at the scene, his eyes flashing.
"You are indeed quite capable. Even Aqiang and Ali are no match for you."
"However, you are also very courageous, and you actually defeated Cai Yilun."
"Damn it, I've been around for so long and I've never seen such a crazy person like you."
He looked at Su Changfeng coldly: "Do you know what will happen if you offend me?"
"You know nothing about me, Fan Xinxing!"
Su Changfeng looked at him indifferently: "Oh? Tell me, what can I do if I offend you?"
Fan Xinxing sneered: "Are you looking for death? OK, I'll help you."
"Today, you can take your sister and leave here. However, it is hard to say whether you and your family will be able to live well in this world in the future."
"I have a hundred ways to kill you, you know?"
"I have a lot of money. Even if I throw money at you, I can still kill you. At worst, I'll hire ten killers to kill you together. If ten is not enough, just twenty, fifty, or a hundred."
"If even the killer can't kill you, I will hire mercenaries to deal with you. No matter how good you are, can you withstand bullets and cannonballs?"
brush!
Su Changfeng's face darkened.
What he hates most is using his family to threaten him. Even though Lin Mengqi and Mengmeng are not his real family.
"Do you think you have this chance?" A coldness flashed across Su Changfeng's eyes.
Fan Xinxing was shocked by what he saw, and hurriedly hid behind the bodyguard: "Use the gun, call him!"
"yes!"
The two bodyguards pulled out the pistols from their waists and were about to shoot Su Changfeng.
However, Su Changfeng's figure flashed and he was already killing him.
Click, click!
Two sounds of bone cracking suddenly sounded.
The wrists of the two bodyguards holding the guns have been broken off!
Before everyone could be shocked, Su Changfeng stepped forward again and grabbed Fan Xinxing's throat: "You haven't answered my question yet."
"...What?" At this moment, Fan Xinxing felt as if he was being stared at by a demon.
"Do you think you still have a chance to survive?" Su Changfeng asked coldly.
A chill shot from the soles of his feet to Fan Xinxing's head!
"...you...what do you want to do?"
Su Changfeng said calmly: "What to do? Of course I want to kill you!"
"Do you think I don't dare to kill you? How dare a little-known vice president of a media group threaten me?"
"So what if I kill you!"
At this time, Su Changfeng's hand had begun to exert force.
This Fan Xinxing touched Su Changfeng's evil side, which made Su Changfeng murderous.
Fan Xinxing's breathing was rapid, and his face quickly turned purple.
"...let me go...please...let me go..."
Secretary Zhang and Sister Hong on the side were so frightened that their legs were trembling and they didn't dare to step forward at all.
At this moment, Su Changfeng was like a murderous god in their eyes.
But, just now.
A voice suddenly sounded.
"Mr. Su, please show mercy!"
I saw a figure walking towards me in a hurry.
The visitor was none other than Teng Fei, whom Su Changfeng had seen from a distance tonight.
"Mr. Su, please show mercy!"
"Mr. Fan and his son have a close relationship with my Teng family. Please, Mr. Su, for my father's sake, can you please let Mr. Fan go?"
Teng Fei looked at Su Changfeng and begged urgently.
Su Changfeng glanced at Teng Fei: "Do you know him?"
Teng Fei quickly said: "Yes, Mr. Su... Our families are family friends. For the sake of our father and son, can you please spare Mr. Fan?"
Su Changfeng snorted and threw Fan Xinxing to the ground.
Fan Xinxing died and escaped, lying on the ground, breathing heavily.
He looked at Teng Fei: "Brother Fei... do you know him? Is he your friend?"
"Damn, what kind of friend are you? He almost broke my neck, you know!"
Teng Fei glanced at him coldly.
then.
Snapped!
Slap him hard in the face!
"Why are you hitting me! Brother Fei, are you out of your mind?" Fan Xinxing covered his face and shouted.
Teng Fei said calmly: "Hit you? I'll hit you lightly. If Mr. Su hadn't done it for my father's sake just now, you would be dead now!"
He walked up to Fan Xinxing, leaned close to his ear, and lowered his voice: "You can't afford to offend this person, not your father, not even the leading big families in the Imperial Capital!"
