"Oh, he is still an affectionate person, you stinky bitch." Wasabi laughed loudly, "Don't worry, there will be plenty of opportunities to make you feel comfortable later."
"Do you like playing very much?" Shen Feng's expression turned cold. Seeing Wen Ren Rong Yu's appearance, he couldn't help but feel a little distressed. This person named Wasabi is really a pervert, and he can't stand it anymore.
"How about I just like to play? You bite me." Wasabi stared at her eyes and pointed the gun directly at Shen Feng's head, "I not only want to play with her, but I also want to play with her in front of you. Why?" Like? Feeling distressed? What can you do, you loser, I can kill you with one shot now."
"No, please, no." Wen Ren Rong Yu collapsed on the ground, desperate.
"Sometimes this person should not be too inhumane. Such people usually have retribution." Shen Feng's words made Wasabi stunned. He didn't know why at this time, the person in front of him was still so arrogant. Next, it was time to pull the trigger, but it was already too late, Shen Feng took action.
He inserted a silver needle directly into Wasabi's hand. After dodging the Zuolun gun in his hand, Shen Feng took out a few more silver needles.
Swish, brush, brush!
There were only three people holding pistols left in the venue who were shot in the wrist at the same time, and their hands began to tremble unconsciously.
Shen Feng picked up several pistols and threw them away.
Then he walked to Wen Ren Rong Yu, hugged Wen Ren Rong Yu who was out of control with one hand, and comforted, "It's okay, I'm here, I won't let you get hurt."
Woo!
Wenren Rong Yu couldn't hold back his tears just now. Now he could no longer suppress the emotions in his heart and began to cry loudly, hugging Shen Feng tightly.
Shen Feng put down his gun and touched Wenren Rongyu's hair.
Such a beautiful woman was so weak that she cried into tears, which made Shen Feng very distressed.
Feeling the trembling of Wen Ren Rong Yu's body and her firm grip on his hand, Shen Feng had a murderous look in his eyes.
Several people nearby were shot on the back of the hand by Shen Feng, and they finally came to their senses at this time. They could still feel the numbness in their arms, but it did not affect their actions.
"Come on." Mr. Qiu was shocked by Shen Feng's actions just now, and hurriedly pushed back a few steps.
"The grass mud horse is looking for death." Wasabi roared angrily and ran directly towards Shen Feng.
Shen Feng comforted Wen Ren Rong Yu again and then picked up the Zuolun gun on the ground.
Looking at Wasabi who kicked him, Shen Feng squatted there, made a fist with one hand, and punched him hard on the calf.
Click!
"Ah..." Wasabi's calf bent at ninety degrees and lay on the ground.
Shen Feng stood up and beat several other people until they lay on the ground unable to move.
Qiuhua completely lost her previous attitude, and now she showed a look of panic. She hurriedly backed away and ran into the room.
Shen Feng didn't want to care about him for the time being. He walked to Wasabi's side, paused, and pointed the Zuolun gun at his head, "I heard that you like playing games very much?"
Click!
One shot down.
"It's a pity, you still have up to four chances." Shen Feng smiled lightly.
But Wasabi was so scared by Shen Feng's move that she almost fainted.
Click!
The moment Wasabi pulled the trigger and rotated the magazine, the fear in her heart almost reached the extreme, and her body began to twitch.
"Three more times."
"Brother, grandpa, ancestor, I beg you, don't shoot." Wasabi was so frightened that she begged her grandpa to sue her grandma, and kept kowtowing on the ground.
Bang bang bang!
There were blood stains constantly appearing on the smooth and bright floor, which showed how scared he was in his heart.
"Don't you like excitement?" Shen Feng sneered.
Click!
"You are pretty lucky. Now you have to choose one of the two. There is a 50% chance. Do you think you will wait until I pull the trigger next time?" Shen Feng said with a smile.
Wasabi's legs were shaking even more, and her pants were even damper.
"I beg you... I don't want to die yet, please." Wasabi was almost desperate.
When Shen Feng heard this, he directly took the Zuolun gun and inserted it into Wasabi's mouth, "I'll give you a chance. Go and beat Qiuhua for me. If I'm satisfied, I'll let you go. If you're not satisfied, haha ."
"I'll go, I'll go." Wasabi, as if she had been granted amnesty, did not dare to agree. She stood up and walked towards Qiuhua's room.
Immediately afterwards, he heard screams coming from the room, almost even worse than the screams of a slaughtered pig.
Next, I saw Qiuhua being dragged out covered in blood, almost half dead, and her facial features were distorted.
This shows how hard Wasabi works in the face of death.
Shen Feng smiled and then called the police.
"I'll spend the rest of my life in prison."
When Wasabi heard this, she completely collapsed on the ground.
Shen Feng hugged Wenren Rongyu and left here.
A few people outside and countless curators of Dragon City were confronting each other. The two sides were relatively equal in strength and there was no conflict.
"Director, you wait here. The police will be here soon. I will take Wenren Rong Yu back first." Shen Feng smiled at the white-haired curator.
Although the white-haired curator didn't know what happened inside, he was relieved about Shen Feng and said, "No problem, Master Shen."
Shen Feng nodded and left with Wenren Rong Yu.
"I'll take you back to the venue to rest." Shen Feng thought that anyway, the Dragon City Martial Arts Hall also has a resting place, and it's close to here.
Shen Feng helped Wenren Rong Yu to the rest room of Longcheng Martial Arts Hall.
"What's wrong? You haven't recovered yet?" Shen Feng said with a smile.
Wen Ren Rong Yu kept holding Shen Feng's arm and refused to let go.
Early the next morning, Shen Feng went to have breakfast with Wen Ren Rong Yu.
Last night, the curator and others had come back, briefly explained the matter to Shen Feng, and all the people were taken away.
Shen Feng estimated that Wasabi would have to sit through the bottom of the prison this time. As for Qiuhua, Shen Feng smiled. Even if he could recover within half a year, he would not have the guts to trouble him again.
One day later, the focus of the fighting competition was originally the Longcheng Martial Arts Gym and Fengyang Taekwondo Gym.
In the end, because no one from Feng Yang Taekwondo Hall was present, Shen Feng was not allowed to play, and Longcheng Martial Arts Hall won the championship.
This has never happened since the inception of such an event.
In the next few days, Shen Feng was invited by the curator to teach them some fighting skills.
Wenren Rong Yu and Shen Feng were getting closer and closer, making everyone in the venue envious and jealous.
Especially those who have long admired Wenren Rong Yu.
Finally, on the fifth day, Shen Feng called Ah Shui.
On the same day, the two of them booked their tickets and flew directly to the Imperial Capital.
The Imperial Capital, as the capital of China, is so large that it is at least twice as large as any other city.
After arriving at the airport, a Rolls-Royce parked at the entrance of the airport and picked up Shen Feng and Ah Shui.
Even in the imperial capital, such luxury cars are rare, arousing the envy of many people around.
The car drove for more than an hour, and after passing through an empty road lined with stone lions on both sides, in front of Shen Feng, a building that looked like a European-style castle appeared in front of him.
"Sister Shui, you are here. Mr. Gao is waiting inside." After the Rolls-Royce passed through the iron gate and arrived in front of the castle, several people were immediately welcomed into the room.
The person who spoke was the middle-aged man who was the leader. He looked humble and looked a bit like a butler.
"The plane is a little late, aren't you unhappy, Mr. Gao?" Sister Shui smiled and asked Shen Feng while walking towards the middle-aged housekeeper.
"You are overthinking. You don't know Mr. Gao's character." The middle-aged housekeeper smiled, then thought of something and frowned: "But there is another guest who is a little unhappy."
"Oh? Could it be that the second master and the third lady have brought someone here?" Ah Shui was stunned. Ye Fuden only asked Shen Feng to be a helper, and not anyone else.
This can only explain one problem. The second master and the third miss also know that Mr. Gao is leaving, and it is very likely that they are looking for help.
"Yes, it's the person Miss Third is looking for. You can go in and have a look. I don't know." The middle-aged housekeeper smiled.
Ah Shui nodded, glanced at Shen Feng, and then the three of them entered the hall of the European-style castle.
The hall is surrounded by a magnificent palace, with crystal chandeliers hanging high in the center. In front of it is a two-way staircase leading to the second floor.
"Please follow me, Mr. Gao is waiting for you in the living room." The middle-aged housekeeper bowed slightly to Ah Shui, also politely saluted Shen Feng, and walked to the second floor.
After arriving at the door of the living room on the second floor, the middle-aged man left in a sign of recognition.
But before Ah Shui opened the door and walked in, the two of them heard some unpleasant sounds coming from inside.
"Why haven't they come yet? Who did you invite? I've been waiting here for twenty minutes and I haven't even seen a ghost."
"Mr. Murong, please be patient. Ah Shui may have had some trouble on the road. Martial arts practitioners value calmness. It doesn't hurt to wait a little longer."
"Humph, Mr. Gao, you have spoken, I will wait for him a little longer, but since your Ye family invited me, why did you send someone here? Do you think you don't believe in my Murong's strength?"
Ah Shui smiled slightly at Shen Feng, obviously she didn't know about this either, and then he opened the door and walked in directly.
After a while, the sounds in the room stopped.
When entering, Shen Feng casually glanced at the layout of the room.
The living room was not small, but it was different from what he had imagined. There was a small pond against the wall, with a few red carp swimming in the pond.
Beside this small pond, there is a sea of tea. There are tea sets placed on the sea of tea, and two people are sitting next to it.
An old man with gray hair on his temples was leisurely making tea, his expression was indifferent, and he seemed to be out of the world.
When Shen Feng saw this person, he was suddenly startled. This was the first time that he was looking at a person, and he felt like he was looking at a master.
When he saw this person, Shen Feng guessed that this person should be Gao Lao.
As for the person sitting next to him, Shen Feng just glanced at him and didn't look much further.
He looked impatient and impatient.
If this person is Gao Lao, then Shen Feng will not believe it even to death. If the Ye family hires such a person and treats it as a treasure, then the Ye family will not be able to have a small position in the Chinese imperial capital.
He should be the person who called himself Murong just now, but judging from his age, he should only be around forty-five years old.
Behind him, there was a young man standing with his hands behind his back, standing there in a domineering manner, which seemed a bit artificial.
"Xiao Shui, are you here?" When Mr. Gao saw the person coming in, he smiled slightly and immediately looked at Shen Feng, "Is this the Mr. Shen that Fu Shen said?"
"Yes, Mr. Gao, this is Mr. Shen." Ah Shui pointed at Shen Feng and smiled. "I'm sorry, the plane is a little late. You guys have been waiting for a long time."
Ah Shui said, nodding slightly to the middle-aged Murong to apologize.
The middle-aged man responded politely, but after seeing Shen Feng's appearance, he snorted coldly, "Is this person the bodyguard you invited? He doesn't look like much, but he is in his twenties. , is he capable of protecting Miss Ye?"
Murong Man expressed the contempt in his eyes without any concealment. At the same time, the young man standing next to him just glanced at Shen Feng and shook his head slightly, a bit pretentious.
It seemed that in his eyes, Shen Feng was not even as good as him.
"Mr. Murong, Mr. Shen was invited by Mr. Ye." Ah Shui glanced at the man Murong, not liking his attitude.
"Miss Shui, I also respect Mr. Gao, and I also hope to do something for the Ye family, so I personally came to protect Miss Ye. But look at him, does he have this ability? It's a bit of a lie? If he can do that, , my disciple can do it too." Old Murong always had an edge in his words.
"Mr. Murong, please don't rush to say it yet. We will make a decision after a trial." Gao Lao was trying to smooth things over.
Ever since Shen Feng came into this room, his eyes had been staring at him. Just like when Murong came in.