The woman led Ye Feng to the door of the luxury box at No. 888 in the box area on the second floor: "Handsome guy, Zhu Ye is inside." ”

Ye Feng knocked on the door very politely.

"Who, disturbing the uncle's Yaxing?" A gruff voice came from inside the box.

The box door was opened, and a stout man blocked the door, looking at the hillbilly dressed as a migrant worker in front of him suspiciously.

"Brother Mao, this gentleman is a friend of Zhu Ye, and he wants to find Zhu Ye." Qianying seems to know this Mao brother.

"Excuse me, is Zhu Ye inside? I'll talk to Zhu Ye about some business matters. Ye Feng's scholar woman called Zhu Ye affectionately.

I heard that he was looking for Zhu Ye, Brother Mao let out a crack, and Ye Feng pulled the dancing girl in.

This box is really luxurious, the interior decoration is brilliant, a large annular chandelier hangs in the center of the box, flashing dazzling golden light, leather sofa, marble coffee table, 70-inch large LCD TV hanging opposite the sofa, the TV is playing Jacky Cheung's song "She Came to Listen to My Concert". A burly man was singing emotionally with a broken voice, it should be because he was too emotional, the man's eyes were slightly closed, and his left hand was clenched into a fist and affectionately placed on his chest. It's a pity that his singing voice really doesn't match his soulful movements.

On the sofa, two strong men with meaty faces hugged three petite women with heavy makeup, judging from their size, each of them weighed at least two hundred pounds, if it weren't for Ye Feng's tricky eyes, it was estimated that it would be difficult to find the existence of those three women.

"Master Zhu, someone is looking for you." Brother Mao cautiously reported to Zhu Sanjiangtong, who was singing.

Obviously, Zhu Sanjiang was already deeply involved in the deep affection for the song at this time, and he didn't notice anyone coming in at all, and he didn't hear anyone talking to him at all.

Ye Feng sat on the sofa with the dancing girl Qianying in his arms, smiling and enjoying Zhu Sanjiang's unemotional performance.

After the song, fierce applause rang out at the right time.

Zhu Sanjiang turned his head and felt very satisfied.

Suddenly something didn't feel right.

"Who are you?" Zhu Ye asked with a gloomy face.

Why the fuck is a hillbilly sitting in my box? The point is that he didn't applaud after I finished singing, and he was still smiling.

What's the deal with this smile? Is it a denial of my singing skills, but is it out of politeness or a reluctant smile?

Zhu Sanjiang's lungs were boiling.

Ye Feng didn't seem to notice Zhu Sanjiang's dissatisfaction, and he was still smiling and sunny.

Ye Feng stood up politely and introduced himself seriously: "Master Zhu, my name is Ye Feng, Ye Feng of Maple Leaf." ”

Zhu Sanjiang was a little dissatisfied with this answer, in addition to introducing himself as both rap and stupid, he didn't seem to have a clear explanation of what he was doing and what he was here to do. Could it be that I didn't ask clearly? It seems to be. But wouldn't he think about it himself? If you have to ask everything so clearly, then what fucking majesty do I have.

"What are you here for?" Brother Mao still knows Zhu Ye well. This kind of understanding and thoughtfulness made Zhu Sanjiang feel a little better.

"I want to ask if the red twelve** truck outside is yours?" Ye Feng was still smiling.

"It's mine, what's the matter?" Brother Mao said.

"Fuck you, what you, didn't you see Zhu Sanjiang's team on the car?" Zhu Sanjiang was a little dissatisfied, this kid didn't know how to be proportionate.

"Yes, Zhu Ye, I made a mistake for a while, I was wrong, the car is Zhu Ye's, I am driving for Zhu Ye." Brother Mao's forehead was sweating.

"Smack." Zhu Ye slapped Brother Mao on the head: "You guy who doesn't know how to grow, what truck did you drive here when you sang with Zhu Ye?" ”

"Master Zhu, when I drive a big truck, my wife won't ask me where I went to fool around so late." Brother Mao lowered his head and explained in a soft voice.

"Damn, you kid has a hand, you are literate among the hooligans." Zhu Sanjiang said teasingly, his mood obviously improved.

"What are you doing here? Didn't you see me singing, uncle? Zhu Sanjiang turned to Ye Feng, and seemed to be still angry that Ye Feng didn't applaud him.

"I have a business to discuss with Zhu Ye, I wonder if Zhu Ye is interested?"

"Fuck, if you have business, let's talk about it early, Xiaomao, bring a cup." Zhu Sanjiang likes to do business very much, and he runs a fleet of more than 30 cars, if he has no business to do, then he will not be able to drink the northwest wind.

"As for me, I've been a little tight lately, and I happen to have some minerals at home, and I want to deal with them at a low price, so you can give a price."

"What mine?" Zhu Sanjiang was a little excited.

"Granite."

"How many reserves?"

"One car, the car outside you is almost finished." Ye Feng was thoughtful.

The corner of Zhu Sanjiang's mouth twitched, and the cigarette in his hand fell to the ground: "What the fuck are you fucking playing with me?" ”

"I'm serious." Ye Feng was still smiling like a flower.

"Xiao Mao, pull this guy out for me." Zhu Sanjiang stood up, turned around and left the sofa, Zhu Sanjiang would be really angry, he wanted to leave a vacant space for Xiao Mao, how could there be such a fool in the world, he actually used a cart of stones as a mineral to talk to me.

The little hair with the tiger's back rushed over, and he wanted to throw this guy out who didn't know the height of the sky.

There was a loud bang, and something fell heavily in front of the LCD TV in front of the box, splashing glass shards on the ground.

Several women in the box screamed, twisted their plump buttocks and covered their heads and ran outside.

"Didn't the fuck tell you to pull it out and scrap it again?"

Zhu Sanjiang was a little depressed, you fought in the box like this, and you soiled the box, how can you sing this song?

Zhu Sanjiang turned around, just about to teach this guy who didn't know how to grasp the proportions.

But he was dumbfounded, it was Xiao Mao who was lying on the ground, but Ye Feng was still sitting on the sofa, smiling like a flower.

The two big men sitting next to him stood up and rushed towards Ye Feng, who was smiling. Like Brother Mao, they also drove on Zhu Sanjiang's motorcade and played the role of thugs after work.

When the two big men rushed to him, Ye Feng's legs glared, and in a sitting and standing position, he jumped into the air, and the two big men didn't even see whether Ye Feng was making a move or a leg, they had already fallen heavily on the marble coffee table, no matter how they struggled, they couldn't get up.

Zhu Sanjiang was a little stunned, the three personal guards around him can be said to be strong in martial arts, and it is not a problem to fight five people at a time. Why was he suddenly hit by this inconspicuous guy dressed as a migrant worker today? Based on this data, isn't this guy able to take down fifteen people at the same time?

It's a bit of a counterintuitive, could it be that something is wrong?

Is the floor too slippery? They accidentally fell.

Or are these guys overindulged and weak lately?

Still is

Zhu Sanjiang was puzzled, and it was at this time that this guy named Ye Feng greeted him with his hateful smiling face.

"How about it, Master Zhu, can you do this business?"

How does this business work? Am I here to collect the rags? What are you going to do when you have nothing to do with a car of broken rocks?

But in the current form, it seems that you can't do it yourself.

"What are you going to do?" Zhu Ye raised his head and asked, he wanted to know what kind of medicine this guy was selling in the gourd.

"It's good to sell it for 30,000 yuan cheaply, the price is cheap, and you need to pick up the goods yourself."

"Thirty thousand?"

A truckload of broken granite is going to sell me for 30,000 yuan?

It's worth a maximum of three thousand dollars on the fucking market!

Isn't this naked blackmail?

That's right, it's blackmail! This kid is blackmailing me!

Under the market economy, we are embarrassed to do this when we are black, is this kid a government official? It's too bold.

But he can't resist at this time, right?

So what to do? Compromise? Give this kid 30,000 yuan?

If this spreads, how can he Zhu Sanjiang gain a foothold in society? It's not mixed up yet.

Let's fight it! It's a big deal to lie on the ground, save money and fight for face, he Zhu Sanjiang has been fighting for so many years, and he is still afraid of this punch?

Zhu Sanjiang's anger sank, and he shouted, and a right hook fist went straight to Ye Feng's cheeks like lightning.

What made Zhu Sanjiang incomprehensible was why the right hook punch with all his strength in this concentration suddenly stopped in front of Ye Feng's cheek.

Zhu Sanjiang felt an unbearable pain running down his right hand, all the way to his arm, the fist in his right hand was grabbed by Ye Feng, and his whole person seemed to be under a spell, unable to move.

"Ah" Zhu Sanjiang screamed with all his might, and his body couldn't help but bend and squat, his left hand covered the key part between his legs, and he wanted to roll on the spot. However, his right hand was still only pinched by Ye Feng, and his body couldn't fall down at all.

This bastard uses a desperate pussy leg.

A little bead of sweat oozed from Zhu Sanjiang's forehead, and his muscles were violently visible.

Just when Zhu Sanjiang was in pain and was about to beg for mercy

"Brush", a bright saber suddenly appeared between his eyebrows, flashing with a cold light.

"If you dare to say half a word, I will give Zhu Ye two cuts to your cute face, and cut off your tongue when you scream, you probably won't be able to sing this song in the future." Ye Feng's face showed a fierce face.

Zhu Sanjiang gasped. How does this work on the knife?

What about the bare hands that are said to be good?

How can the strategy be changed just as it is said?

He doesn't want to break the image, let alone lose his tongue, he still expects his singing career to become popular in the future, and the guy opposite is no longer smiling, his expression is so serious, it is estimated that he can do anything.

Zhu Sanjiang completely collapsed.

"Brother, this deal is done." Zhu Sanjiang endured the severe pain and said through gritted teeth.

The hero doesn't suffer the loss in front of him, give him 30,000, and I don't think he has a chance to spend it.

Zhu Sanjiang knew that he was not this guy's opponent at the moment, so he decided to use a delaying tactic, and after this guy took the money and left, he would follow him, and call the brothers of the Tiger Roar Gang to completely abolish him tonight.

took out three bundles of bills from his leather bag and handed them to Ye Feng tremblingly.

"It's pretty much the same, let's go, pick up the goods." Ye Feng said with a smile.

"You don't have to hand over the goods, do you?" Is this blackmail or business? 30,000 pieces of stones, and you still want me to pick up the goods? Is there such a bully?

"It's not good, and integrity management has always been the basic principle that I strictly abide by." Ye Feng said, with a harmless expression.

"Besides, Master Zhu, you must want to know where I live, right? The goods are at my house now, let's go have a cup of tea! Ye Feng said.

Zhu Sanjiang was secretly happy in his heart. Kicked a few strong men lying on the ground: "Waste, get up, pick up the goods." ”

He wanted to know where this guy lived, but if he really let him go to his house with this guy alone, he was still a little afraid, in case this guy was some kind of gay pervert \ erotic mania, then wouldn't he be able to eat and walk around.

Before leaving, Ye Feng still put a stack of large bills on the sofa, and said thoughtfully: "Cover the night fee, rest early today." ”

"Wow, it's so handsome, you don't need so much for the night fee! Didn't you tell him the price? You can come ten times according to the time," Qianying clutched the big bill to her chest, thinking nymphomaniac.

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