However, Ye Xiaofei specifically slapped Xia Yang's face this time.

It is said that the son is the meat of Lao Tzu's heart.

This trick is not ruthless.

However, Xia Guofang was pierced with a needle behind his waist, and one leg was broken by Ye Xiaofei, and his entire lower body was completely unable to move, and he began to stiffen his mouth, but he watched his son's face slowly turn into a pig's head, and finally gave in.

Ye Xiaofei threw back the mobile phone he snatched from Xia Guofang's hand, "Call Wen Zhen and ask him to come, just say that you have something important to discuss." ”

"Huh?"

Xia Guofang didn't know what enmity the two people in front of him had against Wen Zhen, but looking at this frame, this feud must not be small.

However, Wen Zhen is Wen Feng's nephew after all, and Wen Feng is his own big boss.

If Wen Zhen really had an accident at his own hands, Wen Feng wouldn't have to kill himself?

Xia Guofang cried and mourned, holding his mobile phone, but he didn't dare to dial out at all.

Ye Xiaofei didn't talk nonsense, he flew up and kicked Xia Yang's face heavily: "Believe it or not, I will cripple your son alive today, damn, if you are not honest, believe it or not, I will let your son cut off his roots!" ”

Ye Xiaofei picked up a dagger and swung it towards Xia Yang's crotch.

Xia Yang didn't even have the strength to beg for mercy at this time, but looking at the dagger that was dangling, he still shouted with all his might: "Dad, fight quickly!" ”

Xia Guofang hated Ye Xiaofei to death, but he didn't have any way, so he still dialed the phone honestly.

Wen Zhen on the other end of the phone was hot and dry, and his mind was full of the naked and attractive body of Wuying.

Wen Zhen scratched his heart and grabbed his mobile phone, but before he could dial the phone, the phone suddenly rang.

Seeing that it was Xia Guofang's call, Wen Zhen suddenly said angrily: "Mr. Xia, is there something?" ”

"Wen Wen Shao, do you have time now? I have important things to report to you. ”

"What, I'll talk about it later!"

Syllable!

Without waiting for Xia Guofang to say more, Wen Zhen hung up the phone directly.

Staring at the phone in a daze for a long time, Xia Guofang begged again: "He seems to have something." ”

Ye Xiaofei naturally heard Wen Zhen's tone, glanced at Ling Chamei, and said, "The surname is Xia, fight again, ask him where he is." ”

When Xia Guofang called again, the phone was busy.

Ye Xiaofei frowned vigorously: "Fight again!" ”

Finally, when the call reached the fifth time, Wen Zhen's roar came from the other end of the phone again: "Mr. Xia, what is the matter with you, tell me quickly!" ”

"Wenwen Shao, where are you now?"

"The thirty-third floor of Wenfeng Plaza!"

Syllable!

Hung up again.

"The thirty-third floor of Wenfeng Plaza?"

Ye Xiaofei and Ling Chamei glanced at each other.

Ye Xiaofei stepped forward and picked up Xia Guofang, then connected his legs, pulled out the silver needle behind his back, and patted Xia Guofang on the shoulder: "Let's go, take us together." ”

"Huh? Are you going to Wenfeng Plaza? ”

"Hehe, what do you say?"

As he spoke, he pointed to Xia Yang and said to Ling Chamei: "Ling Chamei, you let a few brothers take this pig's head into custody, if his father dares to play any tricks, let this pig's head be castrated." ”

Ling Chamei didn't want Ye Xiaofei to help, but after one accident after another, her heart was also a little shaken.

Especially at this time, Ling Chamei was also injured, even if she really fought, she would definitely not be able to get any benefit.

"Ye Xiaofei, I can handle this matter myself."

Ling Chamei still said hard-mouthed.

"Come on! I promised to help you do this, and I didn't bother to care about you when I was done. ”

As he spoke, he pushed Xia Guofang and walked out.

Xia Guofang's bodyguard was still sitting in the car, and when he saw Xia Guofang coming out, he immediately got out of the car and stepped forward.

Ye Xiaofei pointed at those bodyguards and shouted: "Except for the driver, everyone get out!" ”

At this time, Ye Xiaofei used Xia Yang as a threat, which was considered to have completely poked Xia Guofang's weakness.

He had no other way but to do what Ye Xiaofei said.

It's just that Ye Xiaofei didn't know that after Wen Zhen hung up Xia Guofang's phone, his whole person was already like an ant on a hot pot, and he began to stir.

Just now, Wen Zhen called Wuying and wanted her to come to Wenfeng Square, but he didn't expect Wuying to agree.

Wen Zhen was ecstatic, he didn't think much about Xia Guofang at all, let alone the people invited by Wen Feng outside, but walked around the room, constantly tidying up and dressing himself.

As a result, in less than ten minutes, there was a knock on the door, and the voice of the shadowless sweet dead man sounded outside: "Wen Zhen? ”

Wen Zhen stepped forward to open the door, hugged Wuying into the house, and began to kiss him frantically, and then grabbed Wuying's clothes in a panic with both hands.

Wuying looked at Wen Zhen's demonic appearance, but he giggled and asked softly, "Wen Zhen, you are actually Wen Feng's nephew?" ”

Wen Zhen only thought about occupying the shadowless body at this time and releasing the fire in his heart, even if he was ten years old, he didn't care, and there was no thought in his brain.

After hearing Wuying's question, Wen Zhen nodded in a panic: "Mmmmmm, second uncle, it's my second uncle." ”

Shadowless giggled again, "Oh, can we get to know each other later?" ”

"Uh-huh, okay."

Sting!

Wen Zhen tore up the shadowless clothes, hugged her directly and put her on the table.

Turning clouds and rain.

Crazy.

Drunk.

Wen Zhen was like crazy, constantly raging on Wuying's body, like a warrior who had taken a pill.

However, as time passed, the aging on Wen Zhen's face was transforming at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After more than half an hour, Wen Zhen finally stopped, but at this time, it looked like he was five or six years old.

That appearance is almost the same as Wen Feng's age.

Wen Zhen lay on Wuying's body tiredly, gasping for breath, but his face was full of satisfaction.

As the saying goes, the peony flower dies, and the ghost is also romantic, maybe that's what he said, right?

Wuying was more energetic at this time, he didn't even look at Wen Zhen, got dressed, and said lightly: "Go, take me to know Wen Feng now." ”

When he said this, the corners of Wuying's mouth hooked up an imperceptible smile.

"Knock knock!"

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Wen Feng shouted outside: "Nephew, what are you doing inside?" ”

Wen Zhen was so excited that he got up in a panic, "Second Second Uncle, it's okay, I'll come right away." ”

While shouting, he hurriedly put on his clothes, and Wen Zhen opened the door.

As soon as he opened the door, Wen Feng immediately saw the situation in the room, his eyes first swept over Wen Zhen's face, and then fell on Wuying's body.

Wen Feng, who was originally full of smiles, slowly solidified the smile on his face, stared at Wuying and asked, "Who are you?" ”

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