Ye Zifei returned to Wenyuan Pavilion again.

It was already afternoon, the sun was stubbornly hanging on the horizon, unwilling to fall, and the sky was showing a variety of changing colors.

Ye Zifei parked the car, dialed Zhang Weidong's phone, and said in a steady tone: "I want to meet your boss." ”

"Where are you?"

"At the door of the clubhouse."

"You wait."

Zhang Weidong didn't hang up the phone, he hid the microphone, and his voice asking for instructions came from inside: "Brother Wen, that Ye Zifei said that he wanted to see you." ”

"What else is she coming to do? Why do you still want to settle accounts with me? ”

"I don't understand, what's the account?"

"Weidong, I know that you and her are classmates, and I didn't make it difficult for you, I left this matter to the gang in the west of the city."

"What's the matter?"

"Don't ask so much, doesn't she want to see me? Okay, let her in! See what she wants to do? ”

Zhang Weidong turned around, lowered his head, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, whispered into the phone, and said, "Wait a minute, I'll pick you up." ”

Wen Yuan was dissatisfied: "She's not a distinguished guest, let her come in by herself!" ”

Then he thought about it again and said, "You can avoid it!" Agui, go and bring that ugly monster in. ”

One of the bodyguards standing in the doorway nodded, turned and walked out.

Zhang Weidong was embarrassed: "Brother Wen is not good like this, she is my classmate after all, and she is also Miss's classmate, and it doesn't look good if she falls out." ”

Wen Yuan waved his hand impatiently and said, "It's just a play, it almost ruined my good thing, I have to let her remember it for a long time, otherwise how will she mix in society in the future?" ”

Zhang Weidong wanted to say more, but Wen Yuan said with a cold face: "I have a sense of proportion, go down!" ”

Zhang Weidong walked out of the office and met Ye Zifei in the aisle, and he made a look and signaled her to be careful.

Ye Zifei pretended not to see it, and entered Wen Yuan's office with Agui.

Wen Yuan's office is large, more like a reception room, lavishly decorated, with a marble relief screen dividing the office in half.

Ye Zifei walked over, a bodyguard stopped her and signaled to search her body, his hand was just about to touch Ye Zifei's body, Wen Yuan shouted: "Let her come over, a woman scares you." ”

The bodyguard stopped in disappointment, and Ye Zifei looked at his hand coldly.

Wen Yuan leaned back on the boss's chair and said with a leisurely expression: "Why does Miss Ye regret it?" ”

Ye Zifei walked to his desk and said, "My friend was beaten today. ”

"Oh? Is there such a thing? You think I did it? ”

"I can't think of anyone else."

Wen Yuan leaned forward, his eyes flickering, and said, "What if it's me?" ”

"For the sake of being Wen Qian's father, let my friend go, and act as if nothing happened."

"Haha, you girl is also pretentious when she speaks, who allowed you to talk to me like this? I don't care about you anymore in the morning, and now you still come to this set, is it really true that someone in the Shendu realm is a fool? ”

"Then there's no need to talk about it?"

Wen Yuan sneered: "There's no need to talk about it, take Miss Ye down." ”

The bodyguard came to pull Ye Zifei again, and Ye Zifei slammed him against the table, grabbed the pen in the pen holder, and directly pierced his palm.

"Ahh The bodyguard let out a scream, and his entire palm was nailed to Wen Yuan's desk, and blood flowed down the smooth desktop at once.

Seeing this, Ah Gui and another bodyguard who were standing by the door just wanted to rush over, Ye Zifei flipped over from the table, pulled out the bloody pen, and directly pressed it against Wen Yuan's throat, and the person hid behind Wen Yuan.

Her movements were so fast that Wen Yuan didn't have time to react at all, his hand was still on the drawer, and it was already under Ye Zifei's control.

Wen Yuan raised his head hard, looked at the bloody pen in front of him, and sneered: "Ye Zifei is playing with fire!" ”

Ah Gui used the walkie-talkie to call the brothers outside, and a dozen or so bodyguards poured into the office, and I don't know how many people were in the corridor outside.

shouted one by one: "Let go of Brother Wen, otherwise it will be your turn today." ”

Wen Yuan saw that his brothers were coming, and he struggled to get out, but Ye Zifei used his strength and the tip of his nose pierced into the subcutaneous layer of his throat.

There was a tingling pain, Wen Yuan didn't dare to move, he had already seen the miserable situation of his subordinates just now, swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and said fiercely: "What do you want to do?" ”

Ye Zifei looked coldly at the group of people in front of him and said, "I said, let my friend go." ”

"What friend are you? I do not know! ”

Ye Zifei kicked his knee, Wen Yuan knelt on the ground, Ye Zifei grabbed his hair, the tip of the pen gently swiped through his throat, stayed at the position of the blood vessel, and said: "I don't have any patience, either tell him his whereabouts, or you give him a burial!" ”

"Wait, I really didn't catch your friend!"

"Looks like we're still talking?"

"You can talk, you can talk!" A grim look flashed in Wen Yuan's eyes, and his expression twitched, looking very unwilling.

"Let your people go down!"

Wen Yuan snorted coldly, leaned back suddenly, and slammed his head into Ye Zifei, Ye Zifei quickly took a few steps back, grabbed his hair and smashed his head directly on the marble screen, making a loud noise, and the others rushed up.

Ye Zifei stepped on Wen Yuan's dizzy head, tugged at his tie, lifted him up directly, and then smashed the screen again.

This time, the screen couldn't stand the force, and fell directly to the ground, making a loud noise and shattering.

Wen Yuan's face was already blurred with smashed flesh and blood, and he screamed, and the pen in Ye Zifei's hand pierced directly into his mouth, and shouted: "Get out of here!" ”

Those bodyguards were only half a meter away from her at the moment, but they didn't dare to go any further, and they all froze in place.

At this time, Wen Yuan's head was dizzy and buzzing, and he subconsciously waved his hand to let his subordinates leave.

After a stalemate of more than 20 seconds, they obediently left the office, and at the same time took down their colleagues who were lying on the ground wailing.

Ye Zifei threw Wen Yuan on the boss's chair, wiped the dirty pen in his hand on his white shirt, and said, "It seems that Wen Qian still has a lot of things to hide and hasn't told you." ”

Wen Yuan smiled miserably: "This matter has nothing to do with Sissi, something is coming at me." ”

Ye Zifei sneered: "If you had thought like this earlier, you shouldn't have done such a thing." ”

She walked over to the desk, pulled the drawer, locked it, she looked at it suspiciously, there was a button on the side of the drawer, pressed it down, and the drawer popped out of itself, and there was a revolver in it.

She quickly opened the wheel, which was equipped with six yellow bullets, Ye Zifei unloaded three bullets, reset the gun with a shake of her hand, turned the pistol in her hand, and said, "Now tell me everything you know!" ”

Wen Yuan looked at the gun in her hand twitching from the corner of his eyes, and said, "It was the people in Xicheng who did it." ”

"Didn't you tell it?"

"Yes!"

"Why?"

"After you left in the morning, Kitahara Yassumi's assistant came to me privately and said that he wanted to teach you a lesson!"

"Assistant? That caddy? ”

"Yes!"

"So you don't know where people are now?"

"Yes."

"Did you ever think you'd die?"

Ye Zifei's muzzle was aimed at his head, and he smiled: "Have you ever heard of the Russian turntable?" Haven't heard of it, but you've seen it on TV, right? Pray to God, the game begins! (To be continued.) )