If given the opportunity to choose, everyone wants to hang a brick.

Ma Dewu didn't know what Ye Feng was thinking, and when he saw Ye Feng frowning, he was sincerely frightened for a moment.

He was afraid that Ye Feng would blame him, so he hurriedly knelt down and said in a trembling voice: "Please spare Mr. Ye's life, give me two more days, and I will definitely give Mr. Ye a satisfactory result." ”

Ye Feng glanced at Ma Dewu, who was shaking like chaff, and said, "Get up, this time it's okay." ”

Ma Dewu, who was sweating profusely, breathed a sigh of relief, kowtowed, and said, "Thank you Mr. Ye for not being blamed." ”

On the side, a child of the Ma family wanted to speak and stopped, cowering.

Seeing this, Ye Feng had a little hope and asked, "What, what do you want to say?"

"I ......" The young man didn't dare to look directly at Ye Feng, and looked at Ma Dewu in fear.

Ma Dewu said angrily: "If you have something to say, don't hide your secrets in front of Mr. Ye." ”

"Yes. The young man nodded hurriedly, and then he spoke nervously, and said uncertainly: "I vaguely remember, it seems that I heard someone talk about the Dan furnace." ”

Ye Feng's expression was shocked, and he said, "Think about it carefully, where is it?"

The young man thought for a while, suddenly patted his head, bowed down and said, "Back to Mr. Ye's words, I remembered." I remember once hearing Han Yang brag about where Han Yongsheng of the Han family bought a Dan furnace antique a few years ago, and he has been treasured in the Han family. ”

"Really?" Ma Dewu was overjoyed, and hurriedly asked, if it was true, then his Ma family would have made meritorious service in front of Ye Feng.

The young man did not dare to nod, unable to be sure.

Ye Feng waved his hand and said, "Is it true or not, just ask, you can contact Han Yongsheng." ”

"Yes. Ma Dewu respectfully agreed, and then contacted Han Yongsheng.

At this moment, Ye Feng regretted a little that he didn't leave a spiritual seed on Han Yongsheng yesterday.

If that's the case, there's no need to bother.

Two minutes later, Ma Dewu put away his mobile phone and said crampedly: "Mr. Ye, Han Yongsheng didn't answer." ”

Ye Feng frowned and said, "Do you know the address of the Han family? ”

The matter of the Dan furnace is related to the refining of the Shengyuan Dan, and it is urgent.

There is plenty of time left and right, so there is no need to delay.

"Yes. Ma Dewu said the address, and said, "Mr. Ye, do you need me to accompany you?"

"No, I don't. Ye Feng shook his head, then walked out, and when he arrived at the door, he suddenly turned around and said, "The crisis of your Ma family has passed." ”

"Thank you, Mr. Ye, for your generosity. Suddenly, Ma Dewu was relieved, excited and grateful, and knelt down and kowtowed.

At this moment, his heart was completely let go.

After all, if Ye Feng wanted to get rid of the Ma family, it was just a matter of thought.

"Hmm. Ye Feng nodded, then looked at the young man and said, "What's your name?"

The young man was flattered and hurriedly replied: "Back to Mr. Ye's words, little Ma Bin." ”

"Meritorious service will be rewarded, whether this matter is true or not, you are good. If you're not in the day after tomorrow, then I'll help you. Ye Feng said, with a wave of his big hand, the doors and windows of the room were automatically opened, and the rich wood power poured into the room, and under Ye Feng's guidance, it entered Ma Bin's body.

I saw Ma Bin's body tremble, and his face was full of surprise after being stunned, and he was inexplicably excited: "Thank you, Mr. Ye." ”

Then, he quickly sat cross-legged, and the momentum on his body continued to increase.

The young man next to him looked at it with great envy.

Ma Dewu, on the other hand, was even more moved.

With a wave of his hand, he can improve the realm of one person's ancient martial arts.

This...... What a terrifying existence in the end.

Ye Feng had already left the Ma family and disappeared in place.

Three or five minutes later, Ma Bin's momentum climbed to the peak, and then gradually converged and slowly opened his eyes.

Ma Dewu looked at Ma Bin, who had made meritorious contributions to the Ma family and was rewarded by Ye Feng, and was extremely satisfied.

He walked over and patted Ma Bin on the shoulder and said, "You are very good, go to my room at night." ”

Ma Bin, who was indulging in the joy of breaking through, was stunned, and swallowed his saliva with a complicated expression.

At night?

Room?

He thought of a possibility.

Two men, hard and funny.

He wanted to refuse, but he didn't dare to challenge Ma Dewu's majesty, so he could only stubbornly say, "Yes." ”

If there is no way, you can only ...... in the end Barely a riding man.

......

Han's family, located in Xianghu Villa District, Villa No. 35.

At this moment, the lobby of the Han family was filled with a strong smell of blood.

And Han Yongsheng, the head of the Han family, was actually hung in the air, covered in blood red, and his breathing was weak.

Obviously, if it is not treated in time, it will not be long before he runs out of oil.

In front of Han Yongsheng, there stood a woman with a fierce expression that still had charm.

If someone who knows the Han family is here, they must be very surprised.

Because, this woman is Han Yongsheng's wife, Cui Yumei.

Han Yongsheng's current situation was caused by Cui Yumei.

Behind Cui Yumei, there were more than a dozen men dressed in black, all expressionless and straight.

On the side, on the sofa, there was a middle-aged man wearing a cyan Hanfu, who was drinking tea by himself, looking gloomy.

If Cui Yumei hadn't wanted to torture Han Yongsheng, he would have ended Han Yongsheng's dog life long ago.

Cui Yumei was holding a whip dipped in chili oil, she smacked it twice, gritted her teeth and scolded: "You useless thing, return my son's life." ”

"Waste, someone else killed my son, and you didn't even take revenge, and you even knelt down and begged for mercy, and even took out half of your property. ”

"Why was I, Cui Yumei, blind in the first place, to marry you waste. ”

"It's good that your son isn't yours. ”

Cui Yumei fell into a state of madness, and the leather whip kept pumping.

However, Han Yongsheng's body had no other reaction except for shaking twice.

If he was sober now, he would definitely laugh wildly, and sigh with hatred: "The son who has been raised for more than 20 years was not shot by me." ”

That's right, Han Yang is not Han Yongsheng's own son.

Cui Yumei worships money by nature, and she is promiscuous, and she married Han Yongsheng just for money.

And Han Yang was actually born to her and the man on the sofa.

It's just that Han Yongsheng has been kept in the dark.

Yesterday, Han Yang's death, as well as Han Yongsheng's performance, made Cui Yumei completely expose her true nature, and the Han family was also in turmoil.

Cui Yumei vowed to avenge her son.

And the first one to die is Han Yongsheng.

For this reason, she called the man on the sofa as soon as possible and manipulated the Han family.

It's revenge from a mother, and it's the madness of a slut.

"Ye Feng, haha...... You wait, wait for this beast to be tortured to death by me, that is, your death. ”

Cui Yumei gritted her teeth while slapping Han Yongsheng.

Then, she walked to the sofa and cried with the man in Tsing Yi and said, "Brother Yun, you must avenge our son." ”

The man crushed the tea bowl and said in a dark voice: "Don't worry, I will let that Ye Feng die well." ”

On the second floor, Ye Feng slowly walked down and said softly, "Your opportunity has come." ”