Chapter 18: Blame for Yourself

After such a thing happened, the two of them had no desire to eat anymore, and when they left the restaurant, Song Gao looked at Ye Feng with a grateful face: "Brother Ye, I really thanked you just now, if it wasn't for you, I might have been killed by Wang Jie's pair of dog men and women!"

Ye Feng patted him on the shoulder and said, "These little things, don't take them to heart. ”

The reason why he chose to make a move was because he saw that this Song master was good, plus that Wang Jie was too arrogant, if he wasn't afraid of causing trouble to Song Fatzi, maybe that Wang Jie would be dead by now.

"Brother Ye, thank you for your kindness, you will be my brother in the future, if you have difficulties, tell my brother, even if you go to the soup, I will get things done for you. Wang Jie said solemnly.

Ye Feng shook his head and smiled: "There is no need for this, I also recognize your brother, don't call me Brother Ye in the future, just call me crazy." That's what people who know me call me. ”

"Okay, you'll call me fat from now on. After Song Fatzi finished laughing, his face suddenly sank again: "Crazy, we offended Wang Jie just now, with his character, he will definitely not spare us, otherwise, I will give you some money, you go out to hide for a while, it is best to get out of the province, and wait for the wind to come back?"

The reason why he said this is not unreasonable, the Wang family's power in Jiangbei City is very huge, and they beat Wang Jie so badly, with Wang Jie's virtue, they will definitely retaliate against them.

With Zhou Li to ventilate, it is not difficult for Wang Jie to check his details, he is a local, his family is in Jiangbei City, so he can't run away at all, but Ye Feng is different, he doesn't know Ye Feng's details, although the Wang family is powerful, but if he hides outside the province, I believe that Wang Jie will have no way to trouble Ye Feng again.

"I'm leaving, what are you going to do?" Ye Feng asked.

"Alas, I have my own company in the city, and my father is a martial arts gym, so I can't run away if I want to, I can only take one step at a time, if something really happens in the future, I can only consider myself unlucky, anyway, I beat Wang Jie just now, it's enough. Song Fatzi said helplessly.

Ye Feng stopped, looked at Fat Song, and said with a smile: "Fatty, if you believe me, don't be afraid, if that kid dares to deal with us, I will definitely make him regret it!"

Looking at Ye Feng's determined expression, for some reason, Fat Song felt like he had a backbone all of a sudden, and he was no longer so afraid.

"Brother, you are so powerful, you should have practiced martial arts, right?" asked Fat Song.

His family runs a martial arts gym, although he is lazy and not interested in martial arts, so his skills are very ordinary, but after all, he has been exposed to it since he was a child, and his vision is still very accurate.

Wang Jie's bodyguards just now were not simple, but in front of Ye Feng, they couldn't even hold out for a round.

Therefore, Ye Feng's martial arts attainments must be extremely high.

"Well, I practiced it when I was a child. Ye Feng coped perfunctorily.

Wang Jie saw that Ye Feng didn't want to say more, so he didn't ask any more.

......

The First People's Hospital.

Wang Jie was lying in the hospital ward, covered in bandages, looking extremely embarrassed, I have to say that Song Fat Man was ruthless, if it wasn't for the timely rescue, maybe Wang Jie would really have to braid.

"Dad, I was almost beaten to death today, you must avenge me!" Wang Jie said to a middle-aged man in a suit with a look of resentment on his face.

The middle-aged man's name is Wang Zhenxiong, the chairman of the Wang Group, just now he received a phone call that his baby son was called into the hospital, and he immediately pushed off all the meetings and rushed to the hospital to visit Wang Jie.

When he saw his baby son being beaten into such a miserable appearance, he was furious.

"Dare to touch my Wang Zhenxiong's son, look for death! You tell me, who did it?" Wang Zhenxiong asked in a deep voice.

"It's a fat man named Song Gao, I know him, it's the chairman of a small company, his father's name is Song Yuanshan, and he is the owner of the Yuanshan Martial Arts Pavilion. Wang Jie's eyes flashed with a vicious color.

"Song Yuanshan's son, hum, what a big dog, son, don't worry, I will definitely avenge you for this revenge!" Wang Zhenxiong's face was full of anger.

"Dad, there is a master next to that Song Gao, and the bodyguards around me have been cleaned up by him. Wang Jie thought of Ye Feng, and his eyes couldn't help but flicker with a hint of jealousy.

"Oh?" Wang Zhenxiong pondered for a moment and then said, "Your bodyguards are all special forces-level masters, are you sure they were cleaned up by one person?"

"Dad, I saw with my own eyes that his three bodyguards were cleaned up by him in the blink of an eye. Wang Jie's face was full of determination.

"Hmph, no matter what kind of master he is, I will make him pay the price!" Wang Zhenxiong snorted coldly, and then said to a middle-aged man in a suit behind him: "Leopard, are you sure?"

"Yes. The middle-aged man named Leopard nodded.

"Okay, you bring someone over and smash the Yuanshan Martial Arts Hall for me, and in addition, abolish Song Gao and the person next to him. ”

"Understood!"

With a cold look in the leopard's eyes, he turned and walked out of the ward.

Seeing the leopard in person, Wang Jie, who was lying on the hospital bed, smiled fiercely, the leopard was his father's bodyguard, and he was also a mercenary before, but he was not an ordinary mercenary, but a master at the level of the king of soldiers. Wang Jie believes that as long as the leopard makes a move, Ye Feng and Song Gao will definitely die!

Because Song Fatzi's head was smashed, Ye Feng went to the hospital with him, but it was not a big deal, and he left the hospital after a simple bandage.

Out of the hospital, Song Fatzi said that he invited Ye Feng to sit in the martial arts hall opened by his father, saying that his father was a martial arts idiot, and they could learn from each other.

Ye Feng didn't have much interest in these, but he had nothing to do, so he went with him.

When he came to the Yuanshan Martial Arts Hall, Song Fatzi immediately led Ye Feng to meet his father.

His father's name is Song Yuanshan, a man in his fifties, different from his son, Song Yuanshan is burly and energetic, like a sharp blade full of edge.

If it weren't for the fact that the two of them were somewhat similar in appearance, Ye Feng almost couldn't help but wonder if Song Gao was Song Yuanshan's biological son.

"Dad, let me introduce you to a buddy, his name is Ye Feng, and he is a martial arts master. Song Gao usually giggles, but in front of his father, it was like a mouse seeing a cat, very honest.

Song Yuanshan glanced at Ye Feng, his brows furrowed, from Ye Feng's body, he felt a faint anger, although this feeling was very weak, but it was real.

However, he immediately returned to his normal expression, and said in a tough voice: "Hello, my name is Song Yuanshan, Song Gao's Laozi, I don't know what school you are learning from, little brother?"

"Kid Ye Feng, there is no door and no faction, and practicing martial arts is just to strengthen the body, where is the martial arts master in front of the seniors. Ye Feng said a little respectfully.

Song Yuanshan immediately had a good impression of Ye Feng, this young man was neither humble nor arrogant, but he had a good appetite for him.

He glanced at Song Gao again, frowned again, and said, "What's the matter with your injury?

In front of Song Yuanshan, Song Gao didn't dare to hide it and told him everything that happened.

After Song Yuanshan heard this, his face became gloomy, and he shouted at Song Fatman: "I told you before, that Zhou Li is not a good woman, tell you not to entangle with her, now it's okay, finally get into trouble!"

Song Fatzi's face was full of fear, and he shrunk his neck and said, "Didn't this happen?

"When I was young, I told Wang Zhenxiong, the chairman of the Wang Group, that he was a sinister and cunning villain, and he would definitely take revenge on him, and if you beat his son, he would definitely take revenge on you. Song Yuanshan said with a serious face.

"Then what should I do?" asked Fat Song.

"What can I do, let's take one step at a time, his son is at fault in this matter, I don't believe what he can do to you? Usually tell you to practice martial arts well, you don't take it seriously, now trouble come to the door, see how you clean it up?" Song Yuanshan said with hatred that iron is not steel.

"Isn't there still you?" said Fat Song.

Song Yuanshan's eyes glared and said, "If you don't fight yourself, can I protect you for the rest of your life?"

Song Fatzi hurriedly shrank his neck, not daring to say anything more.

Ye Feng looked at and listened to the conversation between the father and son, and wanted to laugh a little, this father and son were really interesting.

Bang!

At this moment, the sound of the door breaking suddenly sounded, and a huge sound echoed in the entire martial arts hall, and everyone looked at it, only to see that the door of the martial arts hall was kicked open, and more than a dozen men swarmed in, and the leader was a middle-aged man.

The moment they broke in, those disciples of Song Yuanshan thought that they were kicking the restaurant, and rushed up to do it directly, but within a few minutes, those disciples of his were easily cleaned up by them.

"Tell your pavilion master Song Yuanshan to get out!" the middle-aged man kicked on a disciple's chest and shouted heavily.

Song Yuanshan walked over, his face was gloomy and said, "Let him go, I am Song Yuanshan, what advice does Your Excellency have?"

The man let go, looked at Song Yuanshan with a gloomy gaze, and said coldly, "What about your son?"

"What's the matter with him?" Song Yuanshan frowned, he had already guessed what the purpose of these people was.

"Your son injured Wang Shao, what do you say I am looking for him?"

This middle-aged man is Wang Zhenxiong's bodyguard, Leopard.

"That's Wang Jie's own fault, it's okay if Lao Tzu didn't kill him!"

Song Fatzi on the side walked out and said with anger on his face, he didn't expect these people to come to take revenge so soon.

But Liangzi has already been settled, and there is no other way out except to do it.

"Are you Song Gao?" the leopard stared at Song Fatzi and said coldly.

Facing the leopard's gloomy gaze, Song Fatzi's heart felt cold, as if there was not a person standing in front of him, but a ferocious beast.

Song Fatzi straightened his chest and said, "I am!"

"Very good, give you a chance to live, kill yourself, and then go to the hospital to apologize to Wang Shao? Maybe you can still live!" a dangerous look bloomed in the leopard's eyes.

"I'll grass your mother, even if I die, I won't apologize to Wang Jie's bastard!"

Song Fatzi's face was full of ferocity, and he pointed at the leopard and shouted angrily.

"Do it!" shouted the leopard's face sank with a look of cruelty.