After coming to Xiangcheng for many years, Takeshi Miyamoto has done bad things can't be said for three days and three nights.

Oppressing the good and occupying the women of good families are all commonplace for him.

Relying on the strong influence of the Miyamoto family, Takeshi Miyamoto escaped due punishment again and again.

Gradually, Takeshi Miyamoto no longer takes anyone in his eyes, even in broad daylight, he dares to threaten others unscrupulously.

"My patience is limited, and you'd better not challenge my majesty again and again! Just promise to be my woman, and I can give you everything you could ever dream of."

Takeshi Miyamoto had a hideous face, and there was a possessiveness in his voice that could not be concealed.

Zhou Mo stepped back step by step, and finally retreated to the wall, and laughed angrily: "The two of you will definitely pay the price for what you have done, and soon, you will be taught a pig brain by my boss!"

At this moment, Zhou Mo was extremely flustered in his heart, but he still forced himself to stay calm.

She had already sent a text message to Song Feng, and it wouldn't be long before Song Feng would appear here.

With Song Feng's strength, not to mention these two, even if it is ten times more, it is not enough for Song Feng to clean it up with one hand.

"Hahaha...... Your boss? He's just a wretched wretch."

Takeshi Miyamoto said with an arrogant expression: "In this place of Xiangcheng, I, Takeshi Miyamoto, have the rights that others can't match, whoever I want to live can live, whoever I want to die, he will definitely not live the next day, if you think of your boss dying for you, I don't mind finding someone to take his life."

"But right now, I don't have that much time to waste here."

The capable aura on Zhou Mo's body is like a poison that attracts Takeshi Miyamoto.

There are not a hundred or eighty women that Takeshi Miyamoto has played, and no woman can attract him as much as Zhou Mo.

Fujita Jiro said helpfully: "Miss Zhou, the Miyamoto family where Young Master Miyamoto belongs is one of the several major consortia in our Sakura Country, and has a wealth that rivals that rivals the wealth of the country, as a senior member of the group, you should know better than ordinary people what becoming a woman of Young Master Miyamoto will bring you."

"Innumerable wealth, a status that others can only dream of."

"Your Sakura Country has always been the most despicable and shameless thing since ancient times!"

Zhou Mo gritted his teeth and said, "Even if I die, I won't give in to you, you will kill me if you have a kind, otherwise, I will not be finished with you."

When the words fell, Zhou Mo picked up his mobile phone and prepared to call the police.

"I don't know how to lift!"

Takeshi Miyamoto raised his hand and pulled the phone from Zhou Mo's hand, and then slashed at Zhou Mo's neck with a knife.

"Young Master Miyamoto's martial arts are strong, and I am deeply impressed by him."

Seeing that Takeshi Miyamoto knocked Zhou Mo unconscious, Jiro Fujita hit the snake with the stick, and praised Takeshi Miyamoto's karate kung fu while bowing, which was even more powerful than a few months ago.

"Hahaha......

Takeshi Miyamoto laughed and said, "As a descendant of the Miyamoto family, how can you be powerless, Fujita, do you know what to do next?"

Hearing this, Fujita Jiro said with a flattering expression: "I have booked a long-term suite in a hotel, if Young Master Miyamoto does not dislike it, I will personally send you and the beauty over."

"Promising future, Fujita, you're too promising."

"Tomorrow I will gather all the important members of the Chamber of Commerce and promote you to the decision-making level of the Chamber of Commerce."

"Thank you, Young Master Miyamoto, thank you Young Master Miyamoto for your cultivation."

Although Takeshi Miyamoto is not the direct person in charge of the Chamber of Commerce, he has a position under one person and above countless people.

At the beginning, it was the Miyamoto family that took the lead and established the Sakura National Chamber of Commerce.

The successive presidents are all from the Miyamoto family, and no one doubts that the next president will definitely fall to Takeshi Miyamoto.

After a while, the group disappeared here.

Ten minutes later, a taxi pulled up in front of the shop.

Song Feng got out of the car to pay the fare, and looked at the shop with the door locked, with a puzzled expression on his face.

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Mo made it clear in the text message that she would stay in the store and wait for herself, why did she suddenly close the store?

After thinking about it, Song Feng took out his mobile phone to call Zhou Mo.

"I'm sorry, your phone is turned off."

Hearing the shutdown prompt from the mobile phone, Song Feng was even more strange.

Unable to contact Zhou Mo for the time being, Song Feng decided to wait here for a while.

Then, Song Feng looked at the ground.

There are quite a few cigarette butts scattered on the ground, indicating that someone has gathered here to smoke, and next to the cigarette butt is a hairpin.

If Song Feng remembers correctly, this is Zhou Mo's hairpin.

Zhou Mo's hairpin appeared next to a pile of cigarette butts, and Song Feng felt uneasy in his heart.

Looking at the monitoring in front of him, Song Feng had a gloomy face and walked forward step by step.

Entering a beauty salon across the street, Song Feng said straight to the point, "Who is the boss?"

In an instant, countless eyes looked at Song Feng.

A woman in her 40s who still has charm walks up to her and says, "I'm sorry, sir, our beauty salon only accepts female customers, and male customers stop there."

"I'm not here for beauty."

Song Feng said in a deep voice: "I want to make a deal with you, show me the surveillance in your store, and after that, I will give you 200,000."

The beauty salon owner felt that she had misheard and said in disbelief, "Sir, can you say it again?"

"I want to see the surveillance outside the store."

Song Feng added, "As long as you show me the surveillance, I will transfer 200,000 yuan to you immediately."

Song Feng, who was in a hurry, was not in the mood to delay time, took out his mobile phone and pointed at the payment code on the counter, and directly transferred 200,000 yuan.

Hearing the sound of 200,000 arrivals, the female owner of the beauty salon was sure that she had heard correctly.

In order to check the surveillance outside the store, Song Feng was really willing to pay 200,000.

A few minutes later, Song Feng walked out of the beauty shop with a murderous spirit.

Along the way, the waiters and guests retreated one by one.

It doesn't feel like it's a handsome young guy passing in front of them.

It's a beast of prey, a beast of prey that is wrath.

Through the surveillance placed outside the beauty salon, Song Feng saw a scene that made him angry.

Zhou Mo, who was supported by two strong men, walked out of the store opposite, and then got into a car.

At the same time, the two men came together to talk and laugh, with lewd expressions on their faces.

It is not difficult for the well-informed Song Feng to analyze what the expressions on the faces of the two men represent.

In addition, Zhou Mo looked unconscious.

The answer to the matter is already obvious.

Zhou Mo was in danger, and these people knocked Zhou Mo unconscious for some reason and forcibly put her in the car.

Maybe the action was too rough and took off the hairpin on Zhou Mo's head.

Leaving the beauty salon, Song Feng took out his mobile phone and called Zheng Qiang.

"Mr. Song, what do you command?"

A month ago, Zheng Qiang jumped from the original company and entered Song Feng's company and became the head of the technical department.

"Zheng Qiang, I'll send you a photo later, you enter the city's surveillance system, and give me an investigation of where these cars are now."