Chapter 33: Death Like the Wind
"Your business has nothing to do with me, but your father once gave me a jar of wine, and I give you a piece of advice. β
Ye Chengfeng twisted the cigarette in his hand into a ball and said solemnly: "You go back immediately now, otherwise, the consequences will be very serious." β
What the?
He Tingcheng heard it in a fog, and he didn't know what Ye Chengfeng meant at all.
On the side, Zhou Yao's expression changed slightly, to be honest, these are the remaining tricks played by the eight great families, and Ye Chengfeng is very familiar with these tricks.
"That, Mr. Ye, I'm sorry, I really have something, so I'll leave first. β
With that, He Tingcheng turned around and walked inside.
Zhou Yao also breathed a sigh of relief, he was shocked into a cold sweat just now, and the boiled duck couldn't just fly.
He Chengcheng is Zhou Yao's prey!
This time, no matter what, Zhou Yao will take He Qingcheng at all costs.
At the same time, Zhou Yao also hated Ye Chengfeng, if he said that Ye Chengfeng was backed by the Ye family, a towering tree, he couldn't afford to offend, but now Ye Chengfeng is nothing, and he has 100 ways to kill him.
Ye Chengfeng sighed, That's it, He Longshan's love for the dark wine, I will change it.
After a while, Ye Chengfeng followed.
Because of Gao Hanying's relationship, Manager Li had long told the employees to be very polite to Ye Chengfeng.
Therefore, Ye Chengfeng effortlessly knew the private room numbers of Zhou Yao and He Qingcheng, and then walked over.
"Come, Miss He, I wish you a toast and wish us a complete success. β
Zhou Yao had a smile on his face, and at the same time unscrewed the ring in his right hand and poured the medicine into the red wine.
"Director Zhou, I'm not strong enough to drink. β
He Qingcheng was already a little dizzy at this time, she hurriedly waved her hand and said.
"Hey, Miss He, this cup must be drunk. Wine is too heavy for us who are engaged in artistic creation. Zhou Yao said bitterly.
In the end, He Qingcheng had no choice but to take the wine glass and drink it all.
When He Tingcheng was thinking about how to shoot a promotional video, he suddenly felt a wave of dizziness hit him, and Zhou Yao in front of him became blurred.
Then, He Tingcheng felt her head heavy, and she involuntarily leaned on the table.
"Miss He, Miss Heβ"
Zhou Yao was very cautious, first shouted He Qingcheng twice, and after finding that she had no reaction, he rubbed his hands excitedly.
After Zhou Yao had a successful expression of conspiracy, he came to the door and prepared to lock the door.
Bang!
At this moment, Ye Chengfeng pushed the door open.
Zhou Yao, who was caught off guard, fell backwards and fell heavily to the ground.
"Spicy next door, who, who's who?"
Zhou Yao held his arm and roared angrily, and the next moment, he felt Ye Chengfeng's cold gaze shooting straight in, like a blade of substance!
"You, you, how did you show up?"
Zhou Yao was puzzled, Ye Chengfeng actually came back to his private room.
"I'm going to take her with me. Ye Chengfeng said lightly.
"Why?"
Zhou Yao looked at Ye Chengfeng angrily, this was not the result he wanted.
"Ye Chengfeng, what are you rampant, the Ye family has nothing to do with you anymore, dare to disturb Lao Tzu's good things, I will let you have no place in Jiangcheng. β
After all, as director Zhou Yaoda, there is still a bit of interpersonal relationship.
"Smack!"
Ye Chengfeng's raising of his hand was a slap in the face, fast, very, and accurate.
Suddenly, Zhou Yao fell to the ground, his left cheek swollen like a hill.
"You're special, looking for death!"
Zhou Yao has enjoyed the treatment sought after by everyone for more than ten years, and he has never been slapped in the face, especially by an ant who is so humble as Ye Chengfeng.
Relying on the greasy obesity he ate, Zhou Yao believed that he could crush the liquid ingredients with weight alone.
At this time, Ye Chengfeng had already walked to He Chengcheng, and a princess hugged her and picked her up.
Zhou Yao pounced, and Ye Chengfeng raised his right foot and kicked him in the calf.
Click!
Immediately, Zhou Yao was holding his legs on the ground, his face was pale, and the beads of sweat on his forehead and the bridge of his nose oozed out, rolling constantly.
"Ye, Mr. Ye-"
He Qingcheng opened his eyes slightly, and saw that Ye Chengfeng was actually holding himself.
It's not a dream, is it?
He Qingcheng forced himself to open his eyes, but he still couldn't see Ye Chengfeng in front of him clearly, it shouldn't be him.
Rustling!
Rustling!
At this moment, there was a noisy sound of footsteps outside the door.
"Director Zhou, what's wrong with you?"
The man at the head is called Zhang Qiang, who is Luo Tianyao's right-hand man and a martial artist. This time, after learning that Zhou Yao came to Jiangcheng, he was ordered to come and invite Zhou Yao to get together.
"Ahem!"
Zhou Yao barely suppressed the pain in his feet, and said sharply: "Brother Zhang, you came just in time, give it to me, kill him for me-"
"Did you hit Director Zhou?"
Zhang Xiao glanced at Ye Chengfeng, his eyes were cold.
"What, you're going to get ahead?"
Ye Chengfeng maintained the posture of holding He Qingcheng, with a trace of disdain in his eyes.
Zhang Qiang snorted coldly, no one in Jiangcheng dared to look down on him.
"Hmph, boy, I appreciate your courage, but if you provoke me Zhang Qiang, you are unlucky, brothersβ" Zhang Qiang shouted violently.
Ye Chengfeng smiled and said nothing, just a group of ants, what was he afraid of.
Zhang Qiang and the people had just started their hands, and in an instant they found that they couldn't move, as if they were stuck with glue.
"This, this is?"
Zhang Qiang frowned, he had heard the master mention the "sealing the domain with qi" before!
Zhou Yao also found that he couldn't move.
"Die!"
Saying that, Ye Chengfeng left the hotel with He Chengcheng in his arms.
Bang!
The next moment, Zhou Yao and Zhang Qiang burst out of flames.
In an instant, the whole room returned to calm, as if no one had ever been here.
Ye Chengfeng appeared in a hotel in the city with He Chengcheng in his arms, and after walking into the bathroom, he poured water on her body.
After a while, stimulated by the cold water, He Qingcheng slowly opened his eyes.
"I, I, what's going on?"
He Tingcheng only remembered that Zhou Yao handed him a glass of wine, and after drinking it, he felt dizzy.
"It's okay now. β
Ye Chengfeng paused and said, "If you feel hot, continue to pour cold water, and you will be fine the next day." β
During this time, He Tingcheng's mobile phone rang.
Ye Chengfeng didn't want to pay attention to it, but the other party didn't seem to give up, and still kept calling.
Ye Chengfeng pressed the shutdown button and turned off He Chengcheng's mobile phone.
After making sure that He Chengcheng was fine, Ye Chengfeng returned to his home, but he saw Ning Shiyu with a sad face, and a man who looked like himself was sitting at home.
"Little brother, you're finally back. β
The man was wearing an elegant custom suit, and after seeing Ye Chengfeng, there was a hypocritical smile on the corner of his mouth.