"No way, you must blame me for punishing you heavily in the first place, that's why you hurt me this time. ”

Gritting his teeth, Zhan Pengfei roared angrily: "Today I duel with Yang Feng's bastard on the stage, I originally had a chance to win, but I suddenly felt weak and confused, and it was clear that I was poisoned." At that time, I confronted Yang Feng head-on, and he didn't poison me so easily. can only be before, by his own people. And today I only drank the tea you handed me, not your hand, who else?"

"No, Brother Fei, don't get me wrong. ”

His head shook like a rattle, and Commander Liu was about to cry, and said hurriedly: "I really didn't poison it, or Brother Fei, think about it again, in addition to drinking my tea, have you ever touched other people's things, where did you eat breakfast......?"

Breakfast?

With a roll of his eyes, Zhan Pengfei glared at the other person fiercely: "By the way, Lao Zhao, you brought me this morning's steamed buns, and you poisoned me." ”

"No, no, no...... I didn't, misunderstanding, misunderstanding. ”

"Lao Li, you served me this morning's soup, it's you!"

"Uh, no, no, no, you're mistaken, I didn't. ”

"Lao Zhang ......"

......

Suddenly, Zhan Pengfei was like crazy, suspicious of all the people around him, and everyone was scared to tremble, shaking their heads again and again, and it became a mess.

Just because of the few words that Yang Feng just said to him, he didn't know that this was Yang Feng's heart-wrenching words.

In any organization, everyone is connected by trust, and once this relationship of trust collapses, then the organization will also fall apart.

Especially if the boss, who is the spiritual leader, is the first to lose the trust and connection with other people, then these people are not even counted as a rabble.

Yang Feng is the leader of the Nine Nations Alliance in the lower realm, and he has to be personally taught by his father-in-law the mysteries of the court struggle, which is what these people who have been fixed in the aristocratic class for several lifetimes and have never been in contact with the art of the emperor can compare?

At this moment, Yang Feng was in the Qinglou, celebrating this victory with the brothers of the Qinghua Society, while drinking the wine in his cup at ease, waiting for the other party's faction to collapse on its own and surrender to his feet.

He didn't have to do anything more.

Zhan Pengfei, a little red guy, still wants to fight with him? What do you want to do to set up a false accusation and kill people with a knife?

The corners of Yang Feng's mouth slid an evil smile, disapproving.

When the old bustard saw that these people had chartered the venue again, he walked over with a smile and handed over a bill: "Master, this is your fee for tonight." ”

"Don't show me this thing, record it on my eldest brother, Sima Changfeng's account, and go to Sima Mansion to get it. Yang Feng shook his hand very boldly, looking like a magnanimous uncle, but he was spending other people's money, and he was not ashamed at all.

The old bustard pursed his lips contemptuously in his heart, but he still had a respectful smile on his face, and then turned around and handed the bill to a turtle slave beside him, and said with a wink: "Go, go to Sima Mansion, and let Master Sima settle the accounts of these people yesterday and today." ”

"Yes!"

Nodding, the turtle slave left.

An hour later, in Sima's mansion, Sima Changfeng was closing his eyes lightly, admiring the sound of the red plum, and reveling in it. Guo Tianwei, Qu Linglong and Mo Gyro were called by Sima Changfeng, and they were fortunate to accompany them, and they were also at the banquet, nodding their heads again and again, appreciating them.

Suddenly, a small servant outside the door came to report: "Lord Sima, a turtle slave in Qingfeng Building asks to see you." ”

"What is he doing here?"

Sima Changfeng looked puzzled, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly, Hongmei's face also sank suddenly, and sneered: "That's right, what are the turtle slaves in Qingfeng Mansion doing? Lord Sima, you shouldn't have anything good to do in Qingfeng Building, right?"

"How is that possible? Since I have Hongmei with me, where else can I go? ha!"

Yang Tian laughed loudly, Sima Changfeng was not afraid of the shadow, and asked again: "What are you doing here?"

He asked the adults for two nights of prostitution. ”

Not!

With a twitch of cheek, Sima Changfeng was stunned, and Hongmei was even more angry and cold: "Two nights, which two nights?"

"Hongmei, listen to me, there is no such thing. ”

"Yes, Sister Hongmei, with Master Sima's character, she would never go to that kind of place. Sima Changfeng hurriedly explained, and Linglong on the side also followed the persuasion.

But at this time, the little guy said again: "That turtle slave is here to ask for Uncle Yang's prostitution." ”

Belch!

As soon as these words came out, everyone present suddenly fell silent, and Hongmei breathed a long sigh of relief and calmed down. Linglong instantly tightened her fists, and her face became cold.

Obviously I have it at home, but I go out to eat, and the man doesn't have a good thing, hum!

Hahaha......

After a while, Sima Changfeng looked up to the sky and laughed, waved his hand disapprerovingly, and said: "People are not romantic, they are not in the way, they are not in the way, they are not in the way." Come on, let the turtle slave submit the bill, and I will settle this account with Brother Yang. ”

"Yes, sir!"

As soon as he leaned over respectfully, the man left.

Linglong rolled her eyes, her face was full of anger, as if she had forgotten her identity, and said angrily: "Master Sima, don't pay attention to him." The debt he owes himself, let him pay it himself, huh. ”

Burst!

Covering her mouth and snickering, Hongmei's beautiful eyes flowed, as if she had seen through the girl's thoughts, and said with a smile: "This man, it's normal to owe a little debt outside." The key is what kind of debt he owes, you have to pay attention. Master Sima is his eldest brother no matter what he says, and he has to wipe his ass no matter what. ”

"I ...... What should I look at?"

His cheeks turned red, and he turned his head with a twist, Sima Changfeng laughed again, nodded and said: "That's right, whether Brother Yang is looking for flowers and asking willows outside, it's your girl's business, I'm the eldest brother, and I'm only responsible for settling the bill for him, hahaha." ”

"That's ...... Turtle slave, bring Brother Yang's bill, I'll see how much amorous debt he owes. ”

At this time, the turtle slave walked over under the leadership of his subordinates, and Sima Changfeng waved his robe sleeves and said boldly.

The turtle slave respectfully handed over the two bills, and Sima Changfeng just glanced at them, and he couldn't smile anymore.

"What's wrong, Lord Sima?"

Hongmei saw that his face was different, and couldn't help but ask.

Licking his somewhat dry lips, Sima Changfeng let out a long breath of turbidity: "That...... What Miss Linglong said just now actually makes sense, Brother Yang's own debts, let him pay them back by himself, I'll ......"

"What's the matter, Lord Sima, you have always been righteous, why are you so twisted and pinched to repay your brother's romantic debts now, this is not like your usual style, fufufufu. ”

Hongmei snickered, gave him a blank look, and then curiously took the bill in his hand, but only glanced at it, and the face that was smiling like a flower before sank completely.

Sima Changfeng smiled helplessly and shook his head: "Hongmei, do you think we really have to bear this account?"

"Yang Feng!"

Her eyelids couldn't help twitching fiercely, Hongmei glared at the turtle slave fiercely, and shouted: "The overnight fee is actually one hundred and twenty-six people, could it be that Yang Feng called one hundred and twenty-six girls in one night?"

Well!

The turtle slave nodded honestly, and the two of them were shocked, and couldn't help but admire in their hearts.

One night royal hundred women, Brother Yang is really a man among men, admire and admire.

Brother Yang is really talented.

Sima Changfeng couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart, and there was still a little envy on his face, but he was coldly looked at by Hongmei, and his face was full of criticism, and he was jealous and hateful.

At this moment, Hongmei and Linglong both have a blue face, but one is for money and the other is for love.