Could it be that Feiyan knows?

But he did it so secretively and neatly, how did she find out?

Isn't this scientific?

Qian Wuwu was very uneasy in his heart.

He stared at Liu Huiyan, as if he realized something, and quickly turned his gaze to Yang Feng.

Could it be that all this is Yang Feng's trick? Am I falling into his trap?

It must be, I had told Yang Feng the truth before, and I arrogantly laughed at him for not finding evidence.

Could it be that now Yang Feng has found evidence?!

Thinking of this, Qian Wuwu's heart tightened again, and he reached out and picked up the A4 paper cartoon on the table, and looked at it seriously.

The first cartoon: Yang Feng left Liu's house without locking the security door.

The second cartoon: Qian Wuwu took the opportunity to enter the Liu family.

The third cartoon: Qian Wuwu stands in front of the bedside of Liu Mu Wang Qin.

The fourth cartoon: Liu Mu Wang Qin died, and Qian Wu left without worry.

After reading it, Qian Wuwu finally breathed a sigh of relief, the content on this cartoon was Yang Feng's speculation, not evidence.

Anyway, Liu's mother is dead, and there is no proof of death, what are you worried about?!

The more uneasy she seems, the more she will be suspicious of Yoo Hyun-yeon.

Thinking of this, Qian Wuwu finally calmed down, and said to Liu Huiyan confidently: "Huiyan, the conscience of heaven and earth, it is obvious that Yang Feng killed his aunt, you can't just wronged a good person with a cartoon with bad intentions, right?" ”

"If you don't want people to know, you can't do it unless you do!" Yang Feng interjected, intending to shake Yoo Huiyan's trust in Qian Wuwu.

"Yang Feng, you don't want to wronged a good person, your aunt was obviously healed to death by you!" Qian Wuwu pointed at Yang Feng and counterattacked.

"You really haven't done it?!" Liu Huiyan's eyes were red, and she stared at Qian Wuwu and asked.

She didn't even know who to trust now.

"I swear, I never did!" Qian Wuwu said decisively, confidently, full of aura, and without any ambiguity.

His acting skills don't show any flaws.

"I'm sorry, when I first saw this cartoon, I remembered my mother's death, I was so excited, I lost my mind for a while, I lost my temper!" Liu Huiyan stared at Qian Wuwu's face and asked with concern, "Did it hurt you?" ”

"Hui Yan, it's okay, it's my honor to be slapped by you, and now I still have the fragrance of your hands on my face, I can't even bear to wash my face?"

Qian Wuwu's sweet words made Liu Huiyan laugh.

"You're sweet in your mouth! However, this cartoon was searched from Sun Zihao's closet, how could he frame you? Yoo was very confused.

Qian Wuwu didn't want to mention the comics anymore, the content on the comics was inseparable from what he did, it was his nightmare, and he couldn't avoid it, so he hurriedly said: "Whatever, I'm innocent anyway!" ”

"Well, I believe you!"

It is obvious that the word "well" indicates that Yoo Hyeon has a little bit of a problem with Qian Wuwu.

Qian Wuwu knew that it was Yang Feng who did it, glanced at him, and asked lukewarmly, "Why are you still standing in my office?" It's work time, go on patrol! ”

Yang Feng sneered and walked out of the office.

Behind him, Qian Wuwu's voice flattered Yoo Hyun-yeon: "At noon, I'll take you to the café on the first floor of the International Hotel, where the fruit pizza is delicious!" ”

He knew that Yoo Hyeon liked to eat fruit pizza and did what he liked.

"Mr. Qian, let's not get so close in the future, I'll go to the company canteen to eat at noon!" Yoo Hyun-yeon directly refused to have money worry-free.

Yang Feng smiled with relief after hearing this, and quickened his pace.

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Yang Feng came out of the president's office and took the elevator directly to the first floor, but met Wu Xile head-on.

"What? Is he about to be wronged to death by Captain Sun? I said earlier, without me to protect you, you were really fired, bye bye or not! Wu Xile still had a hippie smile when he spoke, and even a little gloating!

Yang Feng ignored it, passed by him, and suddenly said: "First of all, thank you for proving my innocence in the president's office just now." ”

"However, I am innocent, and I don't need to prove it, but Sun Zihao has been expelled by Qian Wuwu. And Qian Wuwu also deducted one month's salary from him as compensation for my mental damage! ”

"It's impossible, how did you do it?" Wu Xile asked incredulously, he admired Yang Feng more and more!

Yang Feng smiled but said nothing.

"But don't get complacent too early, Sun Zihao is not a fuel-efficient lamp, he will definitely find someone to take revenge on you. I have studied martial arts in Shaolin Temple, as long as you are willing to be friends with me, I will definitely protect you! ”

Wu Xile was bent on wooing Yang Feng, reminding him to threaten him, and wanted him to comply.

"I, Yang Feng, don't need anyone's protection, on the contrary, if you are in danger, you can ask me for help! I'll protect you! Arrogantly speaking, Yang Feng gradually walked away and went on patrol.

"Huh...? You.. You're still so arrogant! Damn it! "Wu Xile is very depressed!

Yang Feng is telling the truth, he has the hand of God, why do he need someone to protect him?

Yang Feng walked into the first floor and went up the second floor along the steps, he wanted to stay away from Wu Xile, feeling that the person was too self-righteous and too confident.

"Master, it's so dangerous today, if it weren't for your wit and cleverness, I'm afraid you would have been framed and stolen by someone and sent to the police station for interrogation."

"It turns out that without your presence, I can still deal with money without worry!" Yang Feng was a little proud.

"However, if it weren't for me, how could you open Sun Zihao's wardrobe in advance without a key and put him in your Apple notebook? If it weren't for me, how could you have drawn such a vivid caricature last night to shake Yoo Hyun-yeon's trust in Qian Wuwu? ”

The Hand of God said aggrievedly.

"Well, I admit it, you also have credit! Then don't speak, lest anyone find out! Yang Feng persuaded.

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After getting off work in the afternoon, Yang Feng went to the locker room on the basement floor to take off his suit, change into his own clothes, and prepare to go home.

As soon as he walked out of the locker room, Wu Xile followed.

"Yang Feng, let's go together after work, I just saw Sun Zihao with a group of people, wandering around, I guess it's blocking you! You don't know, Sun Zihao is bad, and besides, he has a group of people, you are not their opponent! I can protect you! ”

Wu Xile wanted to show off his kung fu in front of Yang Feng.

"I said, I don't need anyone's protection!" Yang Feng was a little impatient, he thought Wu Xile was too abrasive and too confident.

"You're still a dead duck with a hard mouth? When the time comes, they will be beaten into a pig's head by Sun Zihao, don't cry! Wu Xile said.

While speaking, I saw Sun Zihao hurrying over with seven or eight brothers, and instantly surrounded Yang Feng and Wu Xile.

Although they were bare-handed, after all, there were many people and their aura was very large, like lightning and thunder before a heavy rain!

"Yang Feng, hide behind me, with me, they won't be able to hurt you!" Wu Xile subconsciously pulled Yang Feng behind him.

Wu Xile feels good about himself, and feels that he is very great now, just like a chivalrous chivalrous man in a martial arts film, protecting Yang Feng, a weak man, in front of a group of evil forces.

And Yang Feng was very depressed, not to mention seven or eight people, even a dozen more people, under the "claws" of the hand of God, they could still beat them to the ground.

However, if Wu Xile wants to be strong, then do what he wants.

"Sun Zihao, good grandson, there is a kind of you coming at me! Don't bully Yang Feng, he doesn't know kung fu, so he's not your opponent!" Wu Xile still has a hippie smile on his face, a little cynical.

"Nonsense, Lao Tzu is here for the two of you today, Yang Feng caused me to lose my job, and I can't even get my salary, and you, Wu Xile, you especially said that Yang Feng was a good testimony, but suddenly changed his hexagram again, but it also proved that he was innocent, you shameless despicable villain!"

Sun Zihao pointed at Wu Xile and scolded.

"Ouch, who is despicable, I don't dare to get an axe in front of you, you are a despicable ancestor!" Wu Xile teased.

"Brothers, call me!" Sun Zihao shouted loudly, waved his big hand, and saw seven or eight brothers rushing towards Wu Xile.

"Hehe, sir, I haven't fought for a long time, and today I just used you to practice my hands." Wu Xile whistled and went head-on.

"Bang bang bang..."

Wu Xile skillfully shot and fought, and at the same time looked back at Yang Feng with some smugness, as if to say, see my skills, right? Awesome, you'd better mess with me!

Wu Xile really had two hits, and in less than a while, he put the person who pounced on him to the ground, he shot quickly, punching to the flesh, and had a bit of a happy and vengeful charm.

"Get out of here!" Wu Xile posed in a cool pose, learning the tone of a hero in a martial arts film, and shouted domineeringly.

It's just that Sun Zihao picked up a brick, walked around behind Wu Xile, and was afraid of it while he wasn't paying attention!

Wu Xile was aware of it, and Huo Di turned around.

As far as the eye came in, a brick smashed towards his face door quickly.

"Huh?"

Wu Xile took a step back in panic.

"Bang!"

He threw a punch at the bricks.

At the same time, Yang Feng subconsciously waved his right hand and slapped it towards the brick in Sun Zihao's hand in the air.

"Bang!" The bricks were moved and crushed, and the powder was scattered all over the ground.

Sun Zihao was stunned, Wu Xile's fist was so powerful? Actually smashed the bricks into powder with one punch? It's unscientific, it's incredible.

"You...... You're not human! Sun Zihao was so frightened that he fled with his brothers.

Wu Xile was also stunned, his fist could smash the bricks in half at most, when did he become so powerful that he could smash the bricks into powder?

Could it be that there are masters secretly helping each other?

Is it Yang Feng?

Wu Xile subconsciously went to look at Yang Feng and saw him standing there with his trouser pockets copied, as indifferent as ever.

"Is it him?"

Wu Xile was confused.

"Yang Feng, did you secretly help me just now?"

"It's not!" Yang Feng was very low-key and answered crisply.

"Really, not?" Wu Xile looked at Yang Feng with suspicious eyes.

"It's not! I'm going home, take care! Yang Feng patted Wu Xile on the shoulder, grabbed his trouser pocket, and walked straight.

Wu Xile was unwilling, and said to himself: "It's not you, you'll know if you try it!" As he spoke, he bent down and picked up a brick, rushed towards Yang Feng, and slapped him on the back of the head.