"Ah......h

In the Nebula Building, in a presidential suite, Martin was hideous and yelling.

Tables, chairs, coffee tables, televisions, and some precious ornaments were all overturned by him.

The entire presidential suite was in disarray, and several bottles of red wine fell down one after another, staining the floor red.

Cecil stood by the door, silently watching all this, really speechless.

While he sympathized with Martin, he had to admire Feng Chen's methods and temperament.

The deeper he thought about it, the more he felt that Feng Chen was not an ordinary person, and the more determined he was to leave the glory of the empire.

"Knock Knock ......"

There was a knock on the door.

Cecil looked out through the cat's eye on the door and saw that it was three men, and then opened the door to the guest room.

"It's coming?!" he beckoned, and when the three men entered, the door was shut.

And when he looked at the backs of the three men, a hint of strange color flashed in Cecil's eyes, and he didn't dare to say anything.

These three men are none other than the other three treasure holders who entered the fifth round of the Doubao Conference.

"Bang ......"

Seeing the arrival of these three people, Martin threw a bottle of red wine on the ground again, and gritted his teeth and said:

"I really didn't expect that he still had such a big hole card, and the four of us couldn't fight him together. ”

Hearing this, the three treasure bearers glanced at each other, their faces gloomy, and their eyes burst out with a cruel light.

They had planned to deliberately lose to Martin in the fifth round so that Martin could win the title "1-4".

But in the end, he never expected that Feng Chen not only killed the fifth round, but also beat the whole audience with six dragon teeth.

As long as you think about this kind of thing, no one's psychology is a taste, and you can't wait to die immediately.

One of them, with his cheeks twitching for a while, took a few steps forward, stood behind Martin, and sneered:

"Rest assured, Mr. Martin, we will give him a miserable end and make him disappear completely. ”

"Let him disappear?" Martin grabbed the wine and threw it on the ground, staring at the three with bloodshot eyes:

"When will it be? If he doesn't die, will I have the face to return to the family and the glory of the empire?"

As he spoke, another bottle of red wine fell to the ground, staining the sofa as red as blood.

At this time, another person also stood up, looked at the bustling night scene of the imperial capital through the window, and said coldly:

"Just got the news that they're celebrating tonight in a luxury clubhouse and we're ready to do it tonight. ”

"Good!" Hearing this, Martin turned sharply to look at the three men, the corners of his mouth curled into a hideous arc.

Immediately, he stepped forward again, patted one of them on the shoulder, squeezed out a smile and said:

"Don't worry, after the deed is done, the glory of the empire will not treat you badly......"

......

In order to celebrate Feng Chen's victory in the Doubao Conference, Xue Hongwei and Song Renjie chartered a venue in a luxury club.

Most of the people who attended this banquet, except for some well-known anchors in the circle, were fans of Fengchen.

After nightfall, the colorful lights keep shining and the dynamic DJ music shakes your ears.

Young men and women sway on the dance floor, and three sexy beauties show off their charms on the poles.

Feng Chen, Xue Hongwei, Song Renjie, Dr. Malatang, the group pushed the cup and changed the lamp, and talked happily.

The whole luxury clubhouse is bustling with activity.

As the protagonist of tonight, Feng Chen felt a lot of pressure, because there were always girls who came to toast during the banquet.

And out of politeness, he could only bite the bullet and pour a cup into his stomach, and he was still a little dizzy.

When he couldn't do it, he simply handed over the stall to Dr. Malatang and hid it himself.

Quietly came to the bar, Feng Chen patted his dizzy head, trying to find something to drink.

Just as he was stunned, a glass of blood-red wine in a goblet was suddenly pushed in front of him.

In addition to the wine, a white hand was also glimpsed in the corner of his eye, Feng Chen raised his head slightly, but he was stunned:

"Han Yanxi, why are you? Didn't you say you went on a business trip...... It's not right, it's not right!"

Feng Chen shook his head vigorously, and then looked at the person in front of him seriously, only to find that he had hallucinations.

The man in front of him was fair-skinned, with delicate facial features, goose-egg-shaped cheeks, and long flaxen hair pulled up at will.

A small pink and purple shawl coat brings out her excellent figure, and her rounded curves attract reverie.

And if you look at her appearance carefully, she is indeed somewhat similar to Han Yanxi, but she is more youthful than Han Yanxi.

"Brother Fengchen, this cup of Bloody Mary, count me on you. She looked into Feng Chen's eyes and smiled playfully.

"Brother?" Feng Chen cheered up, "You misunderstood, I don't have a beautiful sister like you." ”

"Don't you remember me?" she looked at Feng Chen suspiciously, stretched out her white hand, and said with a playful smile:

"Shall we start knowing each other again......? My name is Yanfei, and it's a pleasure to meet you. ”

"How happy are you?" Feng Chen also stretched out his hand and shook hands politely with Yan Fei.

It's just that when he heard the other party say the name "Yanfei", Feng Chen couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart.

It's just a coincidence that the appearance is similar, but why is the name so similar? Is this just a coincidence?

"Forehead......" Yanfei's red lips pursed slightly, she was really a little speechless, and she felt that she had met a topic terminator.

But in order to enliven the current atmosphere, she put her hands behind her waist, leaned forward slightly, and said with a smile:

"There are so many people in this dance hall, and I only know you, this is fate, don't you think?"

"Well, fate!" Feng Chen picked up the cup of Bloody Mary and took a sip slightly, feeling that it tasted good.

"Do you think I'm like a person?" Yeonfei leaned against the bar, her pretty face a little weird.

Feng Chen looked Yanfei up and down for a while, and finally stared at the other party's pretty face: "Well, it's really quite similar." ”

"Am I pretty, or is that person pretty?" Yeonfei pursed her red lips, expecting a satisfactory answer.

Feng Chen frowned, picked up the glass of Bloody Mary, took another sip, and chuckled:

"That person is my boss, and I'm face blind, which means I can't tell if she's beautiful or not. ”

"I work under her, not because she's pretty, it's because I don't know if she's pretty or not. ”

"You...... Why are you like this?" Yan Fei was completely confused, feeling that she would be angry if she continued to talk about it.

What kind of person is this? From the past to now, I haven't played cards according to the routine, which is really a strange thing in a strange way.

patting her chest, Yanfei tried her best to calm down, but she still looked at Feng Chen with a resentful expression:

"The reason why you are a single dog is not a matter of appearance, but that you don't know how to flirt with girls at all. ”

"Can't flirt with my sister?" Feng Chen shook his head, this is a question, I will have to ask Dr. Malatang for advice later.

And looking at Feng Chen's innocent face, Yan Fei pursed her red lips lightly, and said very seriously:

"Brother Fengchen...... Or...... Do you want to tease me? Do you think I'm the kind of girl you want?"