Found 100 Million In My Rented Apartment

With a mocking smile on Devonshire Hook's face, his goal was achieved.

He first framed Wolfgang for assigning gangsters to bully Xi Fei, which made Xi Fei's favor for Wolfgang decline.

Then use words to irritate Wolfgang step by step, and at the same time attract the attention of the guests in the bar,

In the end, Wolfgang must be frustrated and start a conflict with him.

This process is really too simple, and everything is under the control of Devonshire Hook.

Seriously, Wolfgang was getting bored of being so easily fooled.

Facing the oncoming rich second generations, Devonshire Hook did not rush.

A rich second generation rushed in front of Devon Hook.

His body is relatively tall among Wolfgang's group, plus he usually goes to the gym to exercise, the whole person looks burly and powerful.

Wolfgang often led him in fights, and his opponents fell under his iron fist.

Devonshire Hook looked at the big man in front of him, raised his head to meet the other's eyes, to be precise, aimed at the other's chin.

Crisp and neat, with a beautiful uppercut, the big man's chin made a crisp sound of teeth colliding, and the whole person stood upright in place like an electric shock.

After that, his whole body was lying on the ground like ooze, his eyes lost his focus, and no clear will could be seen in his eyes.

Devon Hook set his sights on another rich second generation.

He turned around like lightning, grabbed the opponent's fist, and twisted it slightly, the opponent's arm bent in a strange posture.

"Ah!"

The rich second generation screamed in agony and fell to the ground, his whole body twitching.

"Made, you are so ruthless!"

Wolfgang looked at the disfigured misery of his subordinates, his heart ached, and the flames of anger burned violently in his heart.

Although these people were just Wolfgang's friends to pass the time, Wolfgang couldn't accept seeing them collapsed one by one.

He rushed up, raised his left leg and kicked Devonshire Hook's body.

The right hand clenched into a fist, the knuckles of the fingers turned white, full of strength.

But Devonshire Hook was incomparably fit.

Just fluttering, he dodged Wolfgang's leg attack.

When dodging, he also raised his little foot and slammed it towards Wolfgang's stomach.

Wolfgang suddenly felt a huge force hitting his stomach.

He opened his mouth and curled up into a ball, his face pale, and his eyes fixed on Devonshire Hook.

His clenched right hand hadn't even punched out yet, and he lost all his strength and hung down.

"You Mad!"

Wolfgang cursed.

What greeted him was a fist the size of a sandbag, which hit his handsome face heavily.

Wolfgang immediately staggered back a few steps, and finally fell to the ground staggeringly.

His face was red and swollen, and red blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and his brain was buzzing.

Obviously, he encountered a stubble today.

…

Master Wolfgang was beaten.

The situation here instantly attracted the attention of more people in the bar.

Seeing this, the other rich second generations who had been paying attention to Wolfgang and expecting the hero of Wolfgang to save the beauty also stood up one after another with surprise on their faces.

"problem occurs."

"Master Wolfgang has been beaten."

"Go over quickly."

Seeing Master Wolfgang being beaten, these rich second generations felt even angrier than being beaten themselves.

They cursed and said a few words, then picked up wine bottles or other handy weapons and rushed towards Wolfgang.

Ye Feng sat on the sofa, thoughtful.

"These rich second generations are quite righteous, but they were useless in the past."

You must know that their opponents don't want him to be an ordinary person on the surface, hidden under that ordinary appearance, but the top-ranked young master of the Wudu-Devonshire Hook.

Devon Hook is a martial arts genius. He is proficient in karate, taekwondo, judo and various fighting techniques, and has challenged countless fighters to become a master.

Those masters were all defeated in the hands of Devonshire Hooker in the end.

And in order to prevent outsiders from knowing these things, Devonshire Hooke gave the masters an astonishing amount of hush money.

As for some ordinary people who knew about it, Devon Hook directly sent people to clean it up without leaving a trace.

Ye Feng was not surprised by the fate of these rich second generations.

They usually only know how to eat, drink, and have fun, and their bodies have long been hollowed out by alcohol and sex. If they can bring down Devonshire Hook, it will be hell.

"It's time for me to play."

Ye Feng put down his wine glass.

…

As expected, one by one the other rich second generations from the past were brought down.

Even if there were more than a dozen of them, Devonshire Hook still easily dodged their bottles and sticks, walked around them, and landed on them mercilessly.

Wolfgang sat on the ground clutching his stomach, his expression extremely uncomfortable.

His face was red and swollen, his original handsome appearance was gone, it was difficult for people to recognize this domineering young master Wudu.

Seeing this, Ye Feng walked over to Wolfgang from the crowd and squatted down.

"How? Are you okay?"

Someone patted on the shoulder, Wolfgang grinned in pain, took a few breaths of cold air, turned his head and glared at Ye Feng angrily.

"Fake! Ye Feng! What are you doing!"

Seeing that Wolfgang's nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and his expression made him grin in pain, Ye Feng smiled gloatingly:

"You're like this, I'm afraid your parents won't recognize you."

"Fake, you're still laughing at me!"

"Okay, okay." Ye Feng comforted, staring at Wolfgang's face, still couldn't help laughing in his heart, finally someone taught this bad-mouthed guy a lesson, I hope he will be more honest in the future.

Ye Feng said seriously:

"Would you like me to help you out?"

"just you?"

Wolfgang seemed to see a fool with disdain on his face.

As far as he is concerned, Ye Feng's physique is not as big as his. If he goes up and fights like this, how can he deal with the guy who beat them by a dozen?

Wolfgang didn't believe it anyway.