"Lin Feng, there is a way in heaven if you don't go, and there is no door in hell for you to throw yourself!"

After a short period of shock, Zhao Hu calmed down and stood up and shouted at Lin Feng.

"Since you're here, don't even think about leaving alive!"

He stooped down and pulled under the couch to find a small black pistol!

The real guy held it in his hand, which suddenly made Zhao Hu a little more confident.

He grinned and pointed his gun at Lin Feng.

Shouts rang out outside the door, and dozens of White Tiger Hall thugs armed with baseball bats rushed in.

One after the other, Lin Feng was instantly blocked in the office.

"It's up to you?"

Facing the fierce and vicious faces.

Lin Feng threw away the bloodstained tissue, and there was a trace of emotion in his eyes.

This scene is so similar to when he was in the imperial capital.

But he is no longer a young man, and he no longer has to fight with his bare hands.

"Beat me, fight to death!"

Zhao Hu roared.

Suddenly, the dozens of White Tiger Hall thugs brandished baseball bats and struck towards Lin Feng like a torrential rain.

The stick shadow was dense like a large net, almost completely enveloping Lin Feng.

The next moment, only a click was heard.

Lin Feng's eyes were slightly cold, and he smashed the corner of the mahogany table with one hand, and then closed his five fingers one by one, and waved forward!

Snort!

The hard and sharp shards of mahogany cut out the terrible sound of breaking the air, shooting straight into the eyes of those White Tiger Hall thugs!

The screams of killing pigs came and went, accompanied by the muffled sound of bursting eyes.

In the snap of a finger, dozens of men in suits fell down with their bleeding eyes, rolling and wailing in pain.

The palatial office suddenly turned into a purgatory on earth!

"You want my life, and I'll take away your eyes, isn't it too much?"

Lin Feng kicked one by one, and kicked out of the big men in suits who covered the ground.

He was so breezy and walked in front of Zhao Hu.

Cold sweat rolled down Zhao Hu's forehead, like a stream.

His face had turned extremely gloomy.

The bloodshot eyeballs bulged outward, as if they were about to burst out of their sockets.

The devil, this is a devil who treats human life like a mustard!

Rao is Zhao Hu's perennial knife licking blood.

At this moment, I was also so frightened that my heart was furious, and urine was surging in my crotch.

"Die, die to Lao Tzu!"

Coming back to his senses in horror, Zhao Hu roared fiercely, and pulled the trigger on Lin Feng without hesitation.

Click!

Lin Feng's feet shook, and a baseball bat at his feet jumped directly into his hand like a living thing.

The strong wind swept by, and the body of the stick shook suddenly.

The expected gunshot did not ring out, but a sharp pain, spreading from the wrist!

Zhao Hu lowered his eyes in disbelief.

His right palm hung limply, as if there was only a piece of flesh attached to his forearm.

And the small black pistol has been torn apart, badly twisted and deformed, reduced to a lump of scrap metal!

"Ahh......!!!hh

Zhao Hu screamed miserably, covered his right wrist, and staggered back.

His back tightened suddenly, but before he retreated to the wall, there was no way to retreat.

"Lin Feng, do you know the consequences of killing me, I'm Li Ye's person!"

Zhao Hu shouted sharply.

“…… The taste is so heavy, you actually have a leg with Li Tianlong? ”

Lin Feng frowned slightly, and slowly raised his hand: "If I kill you now, will Li Tianlong give you a cry?" ”

"You, you!"

Zhao Hu was choked half to death, almost didn't spurt out old blood, and his face was crooked with anger.

"Lin Feng, we don't have any holidays between us, you injured the knife boy, I didn't even settle accounts with you!"

He gritted his teeth and said, "You and Jiang Youruo are also divorced, even if I move her, it has nothing to do with you, right?" ”

"What the hell are you trying to say?"

Lin Feng glanced at Jiang Youruo, who was disheveled on the sofa, and kicked Zhao Hu to his knees.

"Lin Feng! The Shen family is about to end, Old Man Shen won't live long, and Lu Ningxiang can't support Tianyin Capital at all! ”

Zhao Hu covered his abdomen, tears in pain, and he couldn't stop retching.

He raised his head with difficulty, gritted his teeth, and said, "If you are smarter, take refuge in us, lest you invite death!" ”

"Finished?"

Lin Feng shook his head and reached out to grab Zhao Hu's back collar.

Throw it behind your desk like a chick.

"When it's all said and done, let's lose money."

"What, what?"

Zhao Hu screamed miserably, lying on the boss's chair with a blue nose and swollen face.

"At the financing conference, you broke the medicine bottle left for me by my master, and you forgot it so quickly?"

Lin Feng tapped the table with his fingertips.

"If you break something, you have to pay for it, kindergarten children know the truth, and your family hasn't taught it?"

The voice fell.

Zhao Hu's eyes were round, and everyone was stupid.

His heart is galloping at the moment.

I didn't sleep in the middle of the night, and single-handedly entered the headquarters of the White Tiger Hall, and abolished Lao Tzu's right palm.

As a result, Nima is for a broken medicine bottle?!!

Zhao Hu bit his back molars and clicked, and his face turned green.

I knew that Lin Feng valued the broken bottle so much, and he shouldn't have owed it before, and broke it.

“…… Okay, you name it, if my Zhao Hu blinks his eyelids, he will be your grandson! ”

Zhao Hu shouted angrily.

"How can what my master left behind be measured in money?"

Lin Feng frowned, and kicked Zhao Hu to his knees again.

"Then you want me to lose the?!"

Zhao Hu was so angry that he trembled all over, and he felt a grievance in his heart.

As the underground emperor of Haicheng, how could he have suffered such humiliation?

In the past, only he, Zhao Hu, took care of others.

Unexpectedly, there will be a day when people will be manipulated in the same way.

"If you don't lose money, then take your life to pay for it."

Lin Feng shook his head and said.

"Compensation, I'll pay immediately, I'll pay as much as you want!"

Zhao Hu trembled and took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket: "I can transfer money immediately!" ”

"Since you're not short of money, a billion is nothing, right?"

Lin Feng said lightly.

I, Nima, a broken medicine bottle, dare to ask Lao Tzu for a billion?!

Zhao Hu was so angry that he wanted to scold his mother.

That broken bottle, even if it is made of gold, is not worth a billion!

But facing Lin Feng's indifferent gaze, Zhao Hu obediently closed his mouth again.

In order to save his life, no matter how painful the flesh is, he can only transfer money honestly.

With a ding, a bank arrival message came.

Lin Feng took out his mobile phone and looked at it, nodding with satisfaction.

"Don't touch things in the future, I'm afraid that no matter how much money you have, you won't be able to afford it."

Lin Feng put away his phone, his expression changed slightly, and he looked out the door.

Dense footsteps from far and near.

Immediately after, a group of tall figures walked in.

"Mr. Lin, Miss wants me to bring someone to help you...... Uh, it looks like we're late. ”

The person at the head is Uncle Yu.

He glanced around, and when he saw everything, he was visibly relieved.

"Thank you, I'm done."

Lin Feng smiled and nodded, his heart warmed.

"What about Zhao Hu......?"

Uncle Yu fixed his gaze on Zhao Hu and made a throat-cutting gesture.

Lin Feng hesitated, and before he could respond, he heard an angry shout behind him.

"Lin Feng, you stop for me!"

Turning his head to look, Lin Feng's face suddenly changed.

I saw Jiang Youruo, who had woken up, wrapped in a torn black evening dress, and walked over angrily.

"Why are you doing that!"