Chapter Eighty-Three: Qin Zhen's Western Food

Zuo Feng's momentum is still very strong, his face is full of anger, and his mood is very unstable. Qin Zhen, who spit out a mouthful of blood, suddenly became a little weak, gritted his teeth, his eyes were full of hatred, he didn't expect Zuo Feng in front of him to be so aggressive.

The bystanders were clear, and several people in the audience saw that Zuo Feng's state was a little wrong, very tyrannical, and his emotions were very unstable.

"Grass! Pull the yarn! Dare to touch my boss to try?" Qin Zhen's bodyguard Chu Menghan scolded, and actually took out an imitation pistol from his waist, and climbed the ring rope to rush up, he was trying to protect the boss and start to behave.

"Zuo Feng! be careful!" Li Zichen in the audience also reacted, and Chu Menghan, who was holding a gun, also rushed into the ring. Chu Menghan stood behind Zuo Feng, aimed the gun at the back of Zuo Feng's head, stretched his arms straight, and held the gun in a very professional posture.

"Hehe!" Qin Zhen sneered a little weakly, very satisfied with the performance of his subordinates, "Zuo Feng, you can indeed fight, but are you faster than a gun? It's still the same sentence, strength determines everything! Don't you think it's unfair? If you don't have absolute strength, you just have to keep enduring such unfairness! Haha!"

Li Zichen, who was closely behind the bodyguard, also stepped into the ring, his face showing anxiety, but he didn't lose his bearings, and said coldly, "Qin Zhen, right? Don't talk about your so-called strong logic! Zuo Feng is an active duty officer, I want to see if you have the courage to shoot?"

Asked by Li Zichen like this, Qin Zhen and his bodyguard Chu Menghan both showed hesitant looks, but soon, Qin Dagongzi came back to his senses, stood up, patted his body casually, and said with a lively look, "Hehe, it seems that you don't dare to shoot, but Zuo Feng, do you dare to do it again?!"

"Zuo Feng, take a deep breath, don't let the anger in your heart sway you!"

Li Zichen is very experienced, and when he saw Zuo Feng's crazy appearance before, he knew that Zuo Feng was recurring from the sequelae of "killing". This is a mental illness, and it is important to adjust the mood and overcome it with one's own perseverance.

"Woo ......" Zuo Feng reminded Li Zichen, took a deep breath to adjust his internal breath, the red in his eyes faded slightly, and the anger on his face gradually disappeared, and he turned around temporarily.

"Chu Menghan! put the guy down, hehe. Qin Zhen ordered.

When Chu Menghan behind Zuo Feng was still hesitating, suddenly Zuo Feng in front of him moved violently, and just when he was a little stunned, Zuo Feng took a flash step, but it instantly shook in front of Chu Menghan.

"Ahh

"In the future, never take this "Burning Stick" to Dao Ye from behind! Hmph!" Zuo Feng finished drinking coldly, the strength in his hand exploded, and he pulled the barrel in his hand and twisted it hard, but he twisted the barrel of this imitation pistol that was not too strong.

Everyone in the ring was amazed by the strength of Zuo Feng's wrist, and Chu Menghan, who dislocated his right hand, didn't know whether it was fright or pain, and strands of cold sweat dripped from his cheeks.

"Da Da!" There was a chaotic sound of footsteps, all of which were Qin Zhen's subordinates, and there were dozens of people. As soon as these people rushed into the training room, they immediately became neat and regular outside the ring.

"Huh?" Zuo Feng's face was angry again, and he looked around at the security personnel around, his eyes were very cold, and he was not afraid at all.

"Bang Bang!" Qin Zhen in the ring applauded again, "Awesome! I also have guts, Zuo Feng! With an opponent like you in this life, this son is not lonely, haha!"

"Okay! let's all disperse, just talk, don't make such a big battle, it will scare the guests, hehe. Qin Zhen commanded his subordinates up and down the ring.

"Boss, all withdraw, this ......" Chu Menghan endured the sharp pain in his arm and continued to ask with concern.

Grand Prince Qin looked at Chu Menghan with great satisfaction, nodded, and glanced at Wang Yu, who had also entered the ring, but his face was dissatisfied.

"Wang Yu, you send Chu Menghan to heal!" Qin Zhen commanded, his eyes swept around the ring, and he continued to say sternly, "What's the matter? When do you want me to say a meaning twice?"

"Yes!" the audience responded neatly, with a grand momentum and a bit of shock.

Qin Zhen watched dozens of security personnel leave the fitness room in a neat and orderly manner, and Qin Dagongzi felt a sense of accomplishment.

It's true, as Qin Zhen came to the lounge on the side of the gym, Zuo Feng was speechless all the way. Li Zichen stared at the tattoo on the right arm of the eldest prince from time to time, his expression was complicated, and there was no longer that smiling feeling in his eyes, only a solemn look.

After coming down from the ring, there were already service staff handing over clean towels, and when they arrived at the lounge, Qin Zhen went to the shower first, leaving Zuo Feng and Li Zichen to make tea.

The lounge is fully equipped and there is a special person for making tea. There are also two waiters who are methodically busy in the lounge, arranging several pairs of standard Western cutlery on a glass table.

The door to the lounge opened, and several waiters entered, holding delicate pure white porcelain plates in their hands. The plate is filled with steaming steaks, which are bright with blood, and some delicate side dishes such as foie gras.

It didn't take long for Qin Zhen to change into a formal outfit, which was a light men's evening dress, hand-made, and the size was just right. The original size and capital of the eldest prince of Qin are good, and if he takes it like this, he will shine brightly.

At this time, Qin Zhen still has the shape of a murderer before, and he is purely the appearance of a well-cultivated young man.

"Well, it's exactly ten o'clock. Come on, the two of you have something to eat together?" Qin Zhen, who was still cold-eyed just now, has now changed to a hospitable host mode.

"No need! there is something to say...... Zuo Feng coldly refused directly.

"Mr. Zuo is from a Taoist cultivator, maybe he is not too accustomed to these foreign things, right? This kind of aristocratic Western food is too exquisite, and I am not used to it at first, but I still miss the scene of being a soldier abroad, eating meat and drinking a lot, that is enough to taste! Haha!"

Qin Zhen finished speaking with some deep meaning, but his expression was very casual. When he inadvertently glanced at Zuo Feng and Li Zichen, he deliberately looked at Li Zichen twice, and the corners of his mouth were hooked, as if he was smiling but not smiling, with deep meaning.

Zuo Feng and Li Zichen were making tea while they were making tea, Qin Zhen didn't mind, eating his own Western food on the side, after training at night, eating some Western food and supper was a habit that was different from others.

Not long after, after the eldest prince of Qin was "full of wine and food", he also came to the coffee table, and was about to pick up the teacup, when a famous subordinate gently walked into the lounge with a mobile phone.

Qin Zhen frowned slightly, at this point in time, if there was nothing particularly important, the people below would not dare to disturb him.

This subordinate respectfully handed the mobile phone to the boss, Qin Zhen didn't say a word, just listened to a few words, his brows were furrowed even tighter, and anger appeared on his face, which was fleeting.

His subordinates retreated, and the eldest prince of Qin continued to take a sip of tea from the teacup, and looked at Zuo Feng with some playfulness in his eyes. He was about to speak, but he heard a "dong dingdong" phone ringing, and it was Zuo Feng's phone ringing.

"Hmm?" Zuo Feng picked up his mobile phone, saw that the number turned out to be Huang Jianshe and his private "special line" number, and answered the phone with some surprise.

"Brother Zuo, my brother is leaving! I did a few things tonight, I hope it will help you. Qin Zhen's position as president of Taiyue Group should not be long in coming, and this time it is enough for him to eat a pot...... I'm sure you can take care of that poor mother and son, please! You and my brother in this life, goodbye forever!haha!"

What came from the phone was Huang Jianjian's last sad farewell, and Zuo Feng also heard the siren on the phone, which gradually became clear and urgent.