Chapter 112: Killing Thirteen Knives

Ye Feng didn't think too much, nodded, sat down in the dining chair, took a fritter, and was about to put his mouth down, when Song Tang's high-decibel voice exploded in his ears like a thunderbolt.

"Ye Feng, you liar, you big liar. ”

"How did I lie to you. ”

Hearing this, Ye Feng stopped his movements, put down the fritters, looked at Song Tang with an angry face, and frowned.

"Didn't you say that Xiaobai was in the room, why didn't I see it, you said you were not a liar. ”

Song Tang walked in front of Ye Feng, crossed his waist with one hand, pointed at Ye Feng with the other, frowned, his eyes were bright and big, full of endless flames, and shouted angrily.

"Boredom"

Ye Feng thought it was something, it turned out to be such a trivial matter, he didn't bother to explain, spit out two words, took the fritters, and sent them to his mouth.

"Ahh

Seeing that he was about to bite the fritters, Ye Feng let out a cry of pain, turned his head suddenly, first glanced at the wrist that was bitten by Song Tangbei's teeth, and then looked at Song Tang coldly, and said, "Song Tang, you belong to a dog, right?" ”

The anger in his voice was about to turn into substance, and it was obvious that this time, Ye Feng was really angry.

Without waiting for Song Tang to speak, Ye Feng continued: "You didn't see Xiaobai in the room, it was because Xiaobai was scared by you and fled. ”

After saying this, Ye Feng didn't bother to look at Song Tang again.

At the same time.

Ye Feng made a decision in his heart.

If Song Tang does anything out of the ordinary again, he will hang Song Tang up and beat him.

Scared and ran away?

Song Tang was stunned for a moment, and then she remembered what she said last night, "Xiaobai, don't be caught by me, otherwise, I will definitely roast you and eat it".

Thinking about it now, that's really the case.

If it's an ordinary dog, it doesn't matter what you say.

But Xiaobai is different, not only is it not a dog, but a wolf, a wolf who is intelligent and can understand human speech.

It's different.

Will Xiaobai stand there stupidly, let Song Tang catch it, and then be roasted.

That's obviously not possible.

"Uncle, can you help me with something? ”

Song Tang's bright eyes turned a few times, and he hugged Ye Feng's hand, and his little face was full of sweet smiles.

The voice is crisp and soft, making people's bones soften.

This refers to men in general.

Ye Feng does not belong to this column, because he is the same.

"Not good. ”

Ye Feng glanced at Song Tang and sped up his breakfast.

Ye Feng's refusal, Song Tang did not give up, and his voice became louder and more tempting.

However, Ye Feng was indifferent, he ate his breakfast, Song Tang wanted to say, then let her say it.

This is her freedom, and it cannot be ruthlessly taken away.

"Giggles"

Aunt Xue looked at this scene and covered her mouth and laughed.

"Let go, I'm going to work. ”

After eating breakfast, Ye Feng looked at Song Tang coldly and said coldly.

"Don't let go"

Song Tang shook his head, with an expression of 'if you don't help me, I won't let go'.

"Hmph. ”

Ye Feng snorted coldly, pumped hard, pulled his arm back, and walked towards the villa, as for Song Tang's scolding behind him, he directly ignored it.

"Aunt Xue, is it really that funny. ”

It wasn't until Ye Feng's back disappeared from sight that Miss Tangtang stopped scolding, turned her head to look at Aunt Xue, who was covering her mouth and laughing, rolled her eyes, and said angrily.

"It's not funny, it's not funny. ”

Aunt Xue said that it was not funny, but the smile on her face became even richer.

The little witch is deflated, this is rare to see, so naturally she has to laugh enough at one time.

The devil knows when the next time will be

"Hmph, Aunt Xue, you're so bad, I'll ignore you. ”

Song Tang snorted, went to the sofa to pick up his small bag, and walked outside.

"Tangtang, you haven't eaten breakfast yet. ”

Seeing this, Aunt Xue hurriedly shouted.

"I'm full of gas, what kind of breakfast do I have, I don't want to become Zhu Bajie. ”

When this sentence fell, Song Tang had already walked out of the villa.

Today Chu Yunyao is gone, Ye Feng is also gone, poor Miss Tangtang can only go to school by herself.

"This kid ......"

Aunt Lan shook her head, and was about to clean up the things on the table, when Xiaobai appeared, it screamed, and jumped on the table, feasting, and Aunt Lan smiled.

Purple Moon Building, 23rd floor.

"Jingle Bell ......"

Ye Feng came out of the elevator and only walked a few steps, and the mobile phone in his pocket rang with a call ringtone, and when he took it out, it was Chu Yunyao's number, and he picked it up.

Before he could ask what was the matter, a deep male voice rang on his phone.

"Ye Feng, right, Chu Yunyao is in my hands now, before half past nine, if you don't appear in the melon valley on the outskirts of the north of the city, my subordinates will have to take turns Chu Yunyao." ”

"I ...... Toot toot..."

Ye Feng just said a word, and there was a beep sound in the mobile phone, and it was obvious that the other party had hung up.

Putting away his mobile phone, Ye Feng turned around and took a look, and saw that the elevator would not arrive for a while and a half, so he walked towards an open window, and when he arrived, he jumped and jumped down.

Melon Valley.

It is located three kilometers outside the north of Pingcheng City.

Surrounded by walls on three sides, it is 100 meters high, and there is only one entrance and exit.

The reason why it is named melon is because in this valley of less than 1,000 square meters, there are melon vines growing on seven floors.

It's the end of April, and in another half a month to a month, it will be full of melons.

At this moment, the only entrance and exit of the Muskmelon Valley, twelve men dressed in black, stood side by side, their bodies exuding a powerful aura, all of them were membrane refining martial artists.

On a boulder five meters away from the twelve black-clothed men, there sat a middle-aged man with an even more powerful aura, with a square face and a pair of yin eyes, exuding a fierce light.

This person, named Jia Liang, is a Purple Mansion martial artist.

In the dark world, Jia Liang and his twelve subordinates are famous, and those who hear it are afraid of it and flee.

Jia Liang's thirteen people were invited by Wang Ziwen to deal with Ye Feng.

They also have a very domineering title: Thirteen Swords of Killing

You said that where is Chu Yunyao, who was arrested by Jia Liang and others, isn't it by Jia Liang's side.

At this moment, Chu Yunyao was lying on the boulder, in a coma.

"It seems that this person named Ye Feng doesn't dare to come over. ”

Jia Liang looked down at the Rolex watch on his left wrist, the corners of his mouth hooked up with a trace of disdain, and then, an evil smile appeared on his face, and he put Chu Yunyao on his shoulder.

"Brothers, when the time comes, the person named Ye Feng won't come, let's go, enjoy the beauty. ”

"Okay. ”

Hearing Jia Liang's voice, the twelve men in black answered one after another and followed Jia Liang out.