The Dragon from Hell

Boom!

These four short words were like cold water in a frying pan, instantly setting off the entire hall.

Wang Linzhu burst out laughing almost instantly, pointing at Qin Feng with her blood-red nails, laughing so hard that she could hardly stand: "My God, did you hear what he just said?"

The female companion who was accompanying her was also shaking with laughter, unable to straighten her back.

"He actually said... he lives in Mianlong Villa!"

"This is definitely the funniest joke I've heard today, no doubt about it!"

"Is he really worth what Mianlong Villa represents?"

"I've seen people who don't know their own limits, but I've never seen someone so overconfident, haha!"

Others didn't know Qin Feng, and although they didn't come forward to mock him, they all laughed.

Some older people looked at Qin Feng and shook their heads with a smile.

This young man is so boastful!

Everyone knows that Mianlong Villa is not small.

When it was in Luocheng, how many top rich people in Sichuan lined up with money to buy it?

But in the end, Mianlong was bought directly without even an auction ceremony.

Those billionaires worth tens of billions or even hundreds of billions were deterred, but they didn't dare to have any opinions.

Because the person who had the ability to buy Mianlong directly was not only rich, but more importantly, powerful!

Qin Feng said that he lived in such a top-notch mansion that money couldn't buy. Isn't this a joke?

"Qin Feng, what are you talking about? How could you live in Mianlong Villa?"

Hearing the harsh laughter of the crowd, Zhao Keran's face turned pale.

She never thought that what she said just now would stimulate Qin Feng so much that he dared to say that he lived in Mianlong.

She stepped forward and pulled Qin Feng over, urging him, "Hurry up and apologize, just say you made a slip of the tongue."

Qin Feng glanced at her and said inexplicably, "Why should I apologize? I do live in Mianlong."

"Oh, you're out of breath when I say you're fat, right?"

Wang Linzhu rolled her eyes, "You do, you do, you don't apologize?"

"Looking at your country bumpkin look, I know you don't even know where Mianlong Villa is."

"Let me tell you this, that place, don't talk about you."

"Even if your ten generations of ancestors work together, you can't live there!"

"That kind of noble place is not something that a commoner like you can set foot in."

"Even if you reincarnate in the next life, it won't be your turn!"

When Qin Feng came in, Xu Zongwei and the few rich second-generations who accompanied him were hiding aside and observing secretly.

Hearing that he dared to say such a ridiculous thing, Xu Zongwei immediately came over with a group of people.

He glanced at Qin Feng, shook his head and smiled: "Qin Feng, considering that you just came to Chuanzhong from Qingcheng penniless to seek refuge with Uncle Zhao, it is normal that you don't know the situation in Chuanzhong."

"Let me tell you this, although it is not made public, but secretly, everyone in Chuanzhong knows that the Mianlong Villa is the private property of the city chief Chen Chaosheng, and it is also the dowry he left for his biological daughter."

"And you even asked me to find a job for you at Ke Ran's request, and you have to rely on the Zhao family for food and drink."

"Now you dare to say that the Mianlong Villa is yours?"

As soon as the voice fell, several women next to him laughed coquettishly, their eyes full of disdain.

Zhao Ke Ran saw that they were going too far, frowned and wanted to stop them first.

But Qin Feng stopped her and shook his head at her.

For this kind of person, the more you stop her, the more arrogant she will be.

It's better to wait until she has enough fun, so that it will hurt more to slap her in the face.

"What's your name? Qin Feng, right?"

Wang Linzhu held the goblet with two fingers and pointed at Qin Feng: "Let me be clear with you."

"I've heard about your family background before. You have no father or mother. Your uncle went bankrupt and died. Your aunt runs a broken noodle shop and has been in prison for five years."

"With your level, you are not even as good as those mediocre people. You are not worthy of standing in a circle like ours."

"I advise you to go back to where you came from, stop hanging around in front of Ke Ran, and you shouldn't come here!"

A group of female companions covered their mouths and laughed softly, looking at Qin Feng with a playful face.

Being exposed in front of so many people, anyone who has a sense of shame should get out now.

Wang Linzhu said what Xu Zongwei wanted to say a long time ago, but he was just hindered by his need to maintain his identity as a "gentleman".

But today, someone started it, and he followed suit: "Mrs. Wang is right, people belong to the same circle."

"Qin Feng, people like you should hang out with those losers who work for others for a lifetime with a monthly salary of 3,000 yuan."

"You are too low-level to be compared with us!"

XuZong Wei had long disliked Qin Feng: "You are not welcome here!"

Seeing that these people were enjoying themselves enough, Qin Feng opened his mouth and was about to speak, but heard a stern voice coming from the door: "Qin Feng is my nephew, this is my place today, I don't know who dares to let him go!"

Looking back, Zhao Ming came angrily from the door and stood directly beside Qin Feng.

At this time, Chen Huiyu simply hid in the corner and did not show up.

He had just entertained guests in the VIP box next door, all of whom were business guests who liked quietness.

I thought Qin Feng would help entertain him when he came, but I didn't expect it to turn out like this.

"Xiao Feng, are you okay?" Zhao Ming looked Qin Feng up and down to make sure that he had not been attacked: "Don't worry, no one can humiliate you here with Uncle Zhao!"

Zhao Ming glared like an ox, and Wang Linzhu, who was arrogant just now, suddenly became a little wilted, and his eyes became evasive.

On the surface, she is indeed a big customer of Chen Huiyu.

But in fact, she has some cooperation with Zhao Ming's transportation company just because of her good relationship with Chen Huiyu.

The two women joined forces to secretly take some of Zhao Ming's money.

However, in front of so many people, she still said with a stiff upper lip: "Boss Zhao, what did I say wrong just now?"

"This guy named Qin Feng, who just got out of prison, has no mother or father to teach him since childhood. He may be bad to the core, otherwise how could he be put in the detention room?"

"I'm doing this for your family and for Ke Ran's sake."

"If the Zhao family is entangled with such a person, it would be like getting a maggot attached to the bone, and it can't be shaken off!"

Wang Linzhu thought that she was also a customer of the Zhao family, and Zhao Ming would never embarrass herself in front of so many customers.

Under the influence of alcohol, he gave a "earnest" advice: "After all, people like them are born with a poor character, so you have to be careful, Mr. Zhao!"

Qin Feng looked at Wang Linzhu expressionlessly.

He didn't expect that this woman would work so hard to slander him.

He and he met by chance, and we had no relationship in the past and no grudge in the present.

But just because he was "poor", she hated him so much?

But this time, he didn't even have the chance to take action himself, and saw Zhao Ming rushing up and raising his hand to hit him: "Shut up!"