Rural Friends Circle

Chapter 224 Mercedes-Benz S600

At this time, the sky was completely dark. The Mercedes-Benz S600 was driving on the street. Lin Mengjia sat there, looking at Tang Feng with her beautiful eyes, which made Tang Feng feel a little hairy.

"Yang Peng's villa is on Pingyang Street. Take the key and move in later." Tang Feng glanced at Lin Mengjia with his peripheral vision and said slowly.

After Lin Mengjia moved out of the Lin family villa, she temporarily rented an apartment near Pingyang Square. He knew about this.

"Why do I feel that you are increasingly supporting me? There is a foundation, a villa, and a luxury car. All the conditions for a local tyrant to support a little lover are also met." Lin Mengjia leaned sideways on the car seat and said with a smile.

Miss, your imagination is too rich. How dare I support you? Hearing Lin Mengjia's words, Tang Feng was speechless for a while and didn't know what to say.

Luxury cars and villas, does Lin Mengjia need them? She is the eldest daughter of the Lin family, the future heir of the Lin Group, with family assets of hundreds of millions, and she is very capable. How could she be interested in those vulgar things?

"Then this Mercedes-Benz S600 will be given to you as well. You can keep it for me, hehe." He said jokingly.

"It's so ugly to keep a man who doesn't understand humor. Does it mean that I, Lin Mengjia, am only worthy of being your lover in your eyes?" Lin Mengjia pouted, rolled her eyes at him, and said a little angrily.

The muscles on Tang Feng's face twitched. In Pingyang City, there are so many second-generation handsome men who want to take you home as their precious daughter-in-law. Who dares to let you be his lover?

In the most luxurious western restaurant in Pingyang City, when Tang Feng and Lin Mengjia sat face to face and ate steak, on a certain street, Tang Feng's Envision blocked the entire road, and in front of the road, two vans were parked.

Stinger leaned against the door of the Envision, looking lazy, lowering his head and trimming his nails with a nail clipper.

The doors of the two vans opened, and with a whoosh, a dozen gangsters dressed in rogue clothes jumped out of the car with sticks in their hands, and soon surrounded Stinger in the middle.

"That seems to be the young man who has been following Tang Feng in the casino." Duan Lei, who was sitting in the passenger seat of a BMW parked not far from the street, said uncertainly.

Yang Peng, who was sitting in the back seat of the car, had a gloomy face. At this time, he had only one thought in his mind, to find that Tang Feng, beat him up, and make him spit out his money obediently.

"Don't know how to live or die, tell Monkey to waste this guy, and tonight, be sure to find Tang Feng for me." Sitting up, he lay on the front seat and said coldly.

Duan Lei nodded, took out his mobile phone and made a call.

In the night, pedestrians on the street had been expelled. When the dozen thugs holding sticks surrounded Encore, Stinger finally raised his head.

Without any verbal communication, these thugs raised their sticks and rushed towards Stinger.

Stinger glanced coldly, with a sharp light flashing in his eyes. He leaned forward and pounced into the crowd like a tiger. In an instant, he stirred up the storm on this street.

Tang Feng has always said that Stinger likes to brag, because after drinking that time, Stinger said that he was alone and killed a team of super strong mercenaries in the tropical rainforest on the southwest border.

The whole process of the brutal fight in the jungle, except for Stinger, no one can know it anymore, even the military does not know, because among the twenty or so people who went in, only Stinger came out alive.

After the fight, although Du Ci survived, he was also seriously injured, with five piercing wounds on his body. He took a full six months to recover before he could get out of bed. He kept silent about the fight. If he hadn't been drunk that day, he might have kept it in his heart.

In less than a minute, the noisy street became quiet again. No, it can't be considered quiet, because the miserable wails of the injured continued to echo here.

In the BMW, Duan Lei and Yang Peng opened their mouths wide, with dull expressions on their faces.

They could never have imagined that the dozen thugs brought by Monkey didn't even last a minute before they were killed by the unremarkable young man.

That Tang Feng... Who is he? How could there be such a powerful person around him!

In a daze, the burly figure walked to the front of the BMW, bent down beside the car, and knocked on the window with his fingers. The driver, who had been frightened, instinctively lowered the glass.

"Yang Peng, right? I advise you that some people can be offended and some people cannot be offended. Otherwise, no one in this world can protect you." The low voice was without any emotion.

Sitting in the back seat, Yang Peng looked at the face so close, and his heart was beating fast. Based on the idea that a good man would not suffer a loss in front of him, he could only nod repeatedly to show that he understood.

The stinger glanced inside and stood up. When he stood up, he clenched his right fist and hit the roof hard.

The whole BMW was hit hard, and the body of the car shook violently. The place where the fist hit was actually dented. Yang Peng and Duan Lei in the car were almost scared to scream.

Curling in the car seat, watching the departing figure, both Duan Lei and Yang Peng were trembling with fear.

They couldn't imagine how a person could have such great strength that a punch could actually dent the roof of the car. If the punch had hit them, they believed that they would definitely be crushed to death in the car.

The fear of death made the two second-generation coal miners completely terrified and scared.

Tang Feng naturally had no idea about the melee on the street. Of course, even if he knew, he would not come over, because there was no need. If he drank so much of his wine and stole so many of his spiritual grapes, he still couldn't deal with these gangsters, then the poisonous thorns could just pack up and leave.

"Is Jiang Tao okay? Otherwise, go over and take a look." Lin Mengjia looked towards the French window and asked Tang Feng with some concern.

Having lived in Pingyang since she was a child, she knew too much about the nouveau riche here. These people who made their fortunes from coal often had inextricable connections with the underworld. It was easy for them to wave their hands and summon dozens of gangsters.

Tang Feng, who was sitting opposite the table and eating steak with a knife and fork, raised his head when he heard her words, smiled and shook his head, saying, "He has thick skin and flesh, and is the most durable. You don't have to worry about him."

After that, he lowered his head again and continued to eat his steak.

Looking at his expression of complete indifference, Lin Mengjia was puzzled for a moment, but finally nodded and said nothing more.