I became a villain, tall, rich and handsome

The manager smiled sarcastically: "Oh? You are confusing right and wrong. Why are you confusing right and wrong? Everyone has witnessed what happened just now. Is the injury on Mr. Deng's body genuine or fake?"

This good show of calling a deer a horse made Lin Feng sneer in his heart. He shook his head indifferently: "You don't understand, do you? Then I will explain it to you today."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Feng seemed to have turned into a cannonball, erupting from the sofa, and his whole person almost became a shadow.

The manager seemed to be on guard. His fat body jerked back. The two thugs behind him who were ready to attack immediately blocked him. At the same time, the corners of his mouth curved in an arc. He didn't know whether to live or die!

Even before he came here, the manager had warned him in advance that no matter what form of fight occurred, he must be put to the attention of the man immediately and say anything that would not make the matter worse.

Different from the fighting scenes in Chinese movies, the moves between them are not very flashy, and the two thugs are by no means ordinary people. They wave their fists with great force. When the other bodyguards saw this, they also reacted in this way. The two thugs are in the center and move closer together in a protective circle.

Lin Feng didn't bother anymore. He knocked back the thugs in front of him with a punching knee, slid sideways, and used this momentum to leisurely exit the encirclement. It wasn't that he didn't fight, but that his purpose was not here.

The manager shouted: "Protect Mr. Deng!"

The two thugs woke up from a dream and hurriedly ran to where Mr. Deng was, but they were still a step too late.

When they reached Mr. Deng, Lin Feng was already holding Mr. Deng in his hand like a little chicken. All of this was revealed in the flash of lightning. In this brief confrontation, it was still Lin Feng. gained the upper hand.

The thugs instantly changed their strategies, and the entire private room fell into deathly silence. Everyone once again surrounded Lin Feng.

Lin Feng doesn't like to use violence to solve problems, but for some people, reasoning is useless. Fist is the best reason. Since this manager wants to mess around, he doesn't have to worry about so many things. Now it is In such a situation, whoever has the strongest fist has the final say.

The situation changed too quickly, and the manager didn't want to look so indifferent just now. The manager strode forward with a look on his face: "Mr. Lin, we can talk about it if we have anything else to say. I hope you won't be impulsive. I'm afraid you can't bear the consequences. "

The manager's half-threat, half-discussion tone made Lin Feng sound very uncomfortable. He laughed softly: "You hurt my friend and tried to trick me. How can you persuade me not to be impulsive now? "

Hearing this, the manager was also sweating a little. This Lin Feng was really going to disgrace their club. If the protector was injured again in front of so many thugs, how could they keep the club open even if word got out? Even the guests can't be protected, so many bodyguards are in vain.

What these people did tonight also made Lin Feng accumulate a lot of anger in his heart, and he was furious and unhappy. Since they don't want to solve this matter properly, then just play with them, knowing what will happen if they offend me. Now it’s like seeing how I can’t bear it.

When the manager saw that Lin Feng refused to accept his words, he simply lost his face and said, "Then what exactly does Mr. Lin want to solve? Is it possible that you can kill Manager Deng?"

"Kill him? If I kill him, I have to pay with my life. It's really not worth it to take my life for such a person." Lin Feng licked his dry lips and narrowed his eyes slightly: "But I definitely can’t just let him go so lightly. If a three-year-old kid does something wrong, an adult has to teach him a lesson, let alone an adult.”

The manager stared into Lin Feng's eyes, and his face began to fluctuate. This man's various behaviors simply cannot be judged by common sense.

In his ears, what Lin Feng said was undoubtedly a provocation and a declaration of war.

The manager's mind was spinning rapidly, and he was constantly thinking about new plans, but his thoughts were interrupted by a sudden crisp sound.

"Click" followed by another crisp sound.

The managers and bodyguards, who were used to seeing all kinds of scenes, had ugly expressions on their faces. They knew what the sound meant, a broken bone!

This is the sound of bones breaking!

The manager felt as if his scalp was exploding into pieces. Something he didn't expect happened!

Mr. Deng's wrist was pinched by Lin Feng. At this moment, his palm was bent into the shape of an inverted fishhook. That degree of bending was definitely not something that normal people could achieve.

Even through the joints of the wrist joints, you can still see the white bones that are about to come out!

bloody!

Violence!

It was not that they had never seen violence and blood, but this was the first time they saw such a vicious and vicious guy. The reason why they said he was simply vicious was because there was no fearful expression on Lin Feng's face, and his expression did not even change from the beginning to the end.

It seems, it seems like he is doing a small thing that has nothing to do with him.

Mr. Deng's eyes were as big as copper bells. He stared intently at the wrist held by Lin Feng. It seemed hard to imagine that it was his own hand. It wasn't until he felt a heartbreaking pain in his wrist that he realized it. , the shrill screams like killing pigs are particularly harsh in this environment.

In an instant, his whole body was wet with sweat, his head drooped, and he fainted from the pain.

Lin Feng didn't even look at it. He threw Mr. Deng's whole body up high like trash and threw it aside. After flexing his sore palms a few times, he reached into his trouser pocket.

This action made everyone tense up. They stared at Lin Feng's hand without blinking, for fear that he would pull out some big weapon. Even the manager subconsciously took half a step back.

"Calm down, calm down, I'll smoke a cigarette." Lin Feng noticed their nervousness and explained with a faint smile.

A seemingly unintentional explanation cast a shadow over everyone's hearts. This guy's psychological quality was simply extremely good. No, it should be said that he was extremely arrogant.

Lin Feng didn't care at all that they were looking at him. He sat down on the sofa behind him. He glanced at the nervous people intentionally or unintentionally, slowly spit out his eyes, and then patted his head: "I almost forgot."

Lin Feng turned his attention to the manager: "The matter between Mr. Deng and I has been settled. I can barely accept this result. Now is it time to talk about the differences between us?"

The manager was stunned for a moment, wondering if he heard it wrong. He didn't take me seriously. He just hurt someone in front of my eyes, and now he's turning around to provoke himself?