"Next. VERTEX .XS2.(2)" FENG JIANXIN STOOD UP, LOOKED OUT THE WINDOW WITH A DEEP GAZE, AND SAID LIGHTLY: "WAIT AND SEE, I WANT TO SEE WHAT TRICKS LENG AO IS GOING TO PLAY, RATHER THAN US TAKE THE INITIATIVE, IT IS BETTER TO LET HIM THROW IT OUT BY HIMSELF." ”

Hearing Feng Jianxin's analysis, Master Feng nodded again and again, he hung up the birdcage in his hand, and then chuckled: "So...... Very good. ”

With Song Yang and the Four Heavenly Kings, all the people who came to Song Mengman's store and the company to make trouble were all broken legs and thrown out, and the mastermind behind it was also devastated and suppressed that night.

However, with Song Haoran behind his back, this little thing was naturally easily erased.

Now the scale of the company is getting more and more on the right path, and the business of the store is also booming.

In order to earn money to build the spaceship of Na Lao Shizi as soon as possible, Lao Jun personally went into battle to mobilize the Seven Fairies and the Four Heavenly Kings.

As soon as they heard that hundreds of millions of banknotes were needed to return to Heavenly Court, these immortals worked hard to earn money and alchemy.

However, in comparison, Yang Jian is extraordinarily leisurely, walking his dog or something when he has nothing to do, and he is a child of the Eight Banners of the Manchu Dynasty.

Anyway, he was at odds with the Jade Emperor in the first place, and participating in the war of the Rakshasa Heaven was just a helpless move, but now that he is in the mortal world, he will naturally return to the sea.

With this large pile of pills, Song Mengman was excited, and countless partners came to the door every day.

She was secretly happy that she had cooperated with Leng Ao to open a company, and in just half a month, she actually earned back all the principal invested in it.

Now the company has become a key industry in Pengcheng, with the support of Lao Song behind it, the company's exhibition is like a fish in water.

Now there are several big families in Pengcheng and some mixed black. The people of the Tao are even more familiar with the name Leng Ao, this person's methods are cold, his shots are ruthless, and the four major generals under his command are even more famous.

So they gave Leng Ao a name called "Cold Butcher".

As long as you don't get into trouble, it's fine, but if you do, you will definitely be killed or injured.

Cold butcher? For this name of his own, Leng arrogantly sneered, if it weren't for you not to provoke me, why would I take the Four Heavenly Kings out to kill you?

"Song Yang, how is the situation now?" He leaned lazily back in his chair with his feet on the table.

Song Yang lit the cigarette in his mouth, spit out a smoke ring melodiously, and said: "Basically, everyone who is mixed outside has been suppressed by us, and now there are only the Feng family left in the major families, and now they have no conflict with us, and we can't find a reason to do it." ”

"Feng family? Is it Feng Jianxin's family? Leng Ao's gaze suddenly sharpened, and his eyebrows furrowed: "They didn't conflict with us?" Hehe, this family is also calm, we have suppressed their industry so much, and we can still stand still, interesting, interesting. ”

"So should we take the initiative?" Song Yang thought about it in his heart and said: "Now that Qinglong is also attached to us, if we do it, our chances of winning are not small, not to mention that the mad dog we killed before is a member of the Feng family." ”

"There's no hurry." said coldly and lightly: "Now is a society under the rule of law, don't fight and kill at every turn, if they don't do it, we won't do it." ”

After three poles in the sun, Leng Ao dressed like five people and six people, took the assistant Bai Jing, and walked out of the gate with a crab, his nostrils facing the blue sky, looking like the eldest and my second child, and the image of a tyrant at this moment immediately appeared vivid.

Bai Jing looked at Leng Ao's current appearance, she was completely messy!

In the past, he never took himself with him when he went out, why did he take himself out today? She was really puzzled.

But he soon found the answer, Leng Ao put one hand on his waist, pointed to a certain son of the Zhang family who was coming in front of him, and said with a grin: "Who is that?" Hey, hey, hey, it's you, come here! ”

Zhang Gongzi, a certain son of the poor Zhang family, pointed to his nose in confusion, and said suspiciously: "Is this brother talking about it?" ”

Leng Ao's nostrils turned to the sky: "Nonsense, what Lao Tzu said is you, come here and tell you something." ”

After having the family's warning, Zhang Gongzi naturally knew Leng Ao, and he was afraid of him to a point, he didn't understand why so many people walked in front of Leng Ao, and why he just stopped himself.

"I wonder what this brother commands? The little brother will do his best to complete it. In front of Leng Ao, he didn't dare to hold it up, and repeatedly lowered his posture, just for fear of annoying Leng Ao.

Leng Ao smiled, pointed to Bai Jing beside him, and then pointed to the woman next to Zhang Gongzi, and asked with a smile: "Who is more beautiful than our Bai Jing and you?" Don't let Meng Lao Tzu. ”

Zhang Gongzi replied without thinking: "Of course it's this Bai Jing girl, who can't see such an obvious problem?" ”

But in my heart, I wondered what kind of madness this master was today? Pulling the woman next to him all over the street to ask if the drift is beautiful, what else do you do?

Leng Ao's face sank: "Lao Tzu didn't feel your sincerity, you must be fooling Lao Tzu, give you another chance, if Lao Tzu is not satisfied with Lao Tzu, he will rob your woman, damn, Lao Tzu is a good young man in his prime, you people who have eyes and no beads actually say that Lao Tzu is a tyrant?" Where is Lao Tzu's tyrant? Lao Tzu is a good person, you know? ”

These words caused Bai Jing beside him to faint for a while, what does this have to do with himself? How do you compare yourself to others?

Zhang Gongzi's face twitched for a while, and when he was thinking about what to say, Leng Ao took Bai Jing away, and when he left, he floated down a sentence: "Today, Lao Tzu looks at you quite pleasing to the eye, and Lao Tzu will let you go." ”

Zhang Gongzi was stunned for a moment, and after Leng Ao walked away, he spat on the ground fiercely, and scolded angrily: "Damn, a psychopath!" ”

As soon as Leng Ao went out, he felt that he was being followed, he felt a pang in his heart, looked left and right, and now there is nothing unusual, but that feeling is a real existence, he has acted in a good show, and the momentum of a tyrant is vividly interpreted.

Immediately afterwards, he swaggered down the street, for fear that others would not know him, and that virtue could already be seen from afar, and everyone passing by hurriedly hid aside, so as not to cause any trouble that he did not know.

After walking for a while, Leng Ao took out a stack of banknotes from his arms and gave it to Bai Jing, and said with a grin: "Now I'm going to listen to the song, you take this money, buy whatever you want, and then hurry home." ”

After driving Bai Jing away with threats and intimidation, the corners of Leng Ao's mouth curved slightly, his eyes swept not far away intentionally or unintentionally, and then looked up to the sky and laughed: "Haha...... This period of time can be regarded as suffocating Lao Tzu, white flowers' girls/girls...... Uncle is here. ”

Walking towards the depths of this street with his legs pulled, if he shook a fan in his hand, he would simply be a Sven scum.

After Bai Jing heard Leng Ao's words, her face turned red, and she scolded in a low voice: "This bastard, he actually said such things in broad daylight, it's really ...... What a stream. People. ”

At the same time, on the restaurant opposite Leng Ao, an elegant middle-aged man held a wine glass, looked at Leng Ao with bright eyes, and a playful smile hung on the corner of his mouth: "Is this Leng Ao who is called Leng Ao?" ”

An old man with a gloomy face next to him replied respectfully: "Well, yes, it's this son, his conduct and style are all inferior people, and he was an honest teenager before, but I didn't know that this time has changed so quickly." ”

The Confucian pondered for a while and said, "Then in your opinion, could Yue'er's illness be caused by him?" ”

The old man looked at Leng Ao with a torch in his eyes, and a look of disdain flashed in his eyes: "Even if he dares to beat the young master in public, he does not have the conditions to kill, you see, this is the information collected by Leng Ao from his subordinates in the two months before and after the young master's accident." ”

The Confucian looked at the thick stack of documents on the table, his deep gaze swept on it, and two fingers that were comparable to a woman gently flipped over, if Leng Ao saw it, he would definitely be surprised, what was written on it was all his detailed information.

Even how many times I went to the toilet, which time and how long I squatted were clearly written, and some people in the dormitory were investigated clearly, and even the ancestors of these people for eighteen generations actually did something.

"Go get him, I have something to ask him." The Confucian said lightly, but there was a faint hatred between his eyebrows, obviously he was trying his best to hide his emotions.

"Yes." Before the old man's words fell, the whole person had floated downstairs, and the appearance of half a foot entering the ghost gate suddenly disappeared.

Leng Ao knew that there must be a conspiracy waiting for him now, but anyway, it was a blessing or a curse, and he couldn't avoid it.

Just thinking about the problem, an old man suddenly came to him, the street was quite wide, but the old man's eyes and consciousness were locked on himself, and the people who passed by him were all pushed aside by the momentum on his body.

It's amazing! The cold arrogance secretly became cold, it seems that it should be friend or foe, is it going to face a vicious battle? He didn't have the confidence to kill the old man now. (To be continued.) )