The Richest Man Yang Fei

Yang Fei asked: "Did you see the person clearly? Do we know each other?"

Mouse thought for a moment before replying: "We don't know each other. Mr. Fei, do we have to take care of this matter? I think I can kill someone."

Yang Fei said: "Go tell the security guard - call the front desk directly. There is a phone number at the front desk here. This is more convenient and you don't have to expose yourself."

"Okay, Master Fei." Mouse walked to the attached bathroom and made a call.

On the phone, Mouzi described the circumstances of the beating as very serious, and in fact it was very serious.

After the phone call, about the time of a song, heads were shaking and people were noisy outside the corridor, and the security guard came.

After a while, Mouzi's cell phone rang suddenly. It was an unknown caller.

The rat never answered calls from strangers, so he pinched them directly.

However, the phone rang again.

It's still the same number.

Kill the mouse at its first ring.

At this time, the door of the box opened, and a middle-aged man with a big belly held a mobile phone in one hand, making calls while looking inside.

Mouse's cell phone rang again.

The middle-aged man looked at the mouse accurately and waved to him.

Mouse raised his eyebrows and ignored him.

The middle-aged man walked in swaggeringly and asked in a stern tone, "Did you call the security guard?"

Mouse said: "Yes."

Without any warning, the middle-aged man raised his hand and hit the rat, and cursed angrily: "Damn it! Who told you to call?"

This was too sudden, but he still couldn't catch the mouse.

The middle-aged man's slap is about to hit the mouse's face!

But it’s too late to say it, soon!

There was only a crisp click, and the middle-aged man's hand dropped, unable to move.

He looked at the mouse in horror.

The mouse sat still and said coldly: "Get out!"

The middle-aged man lowered his right arm and pointed at the mouse with his left hand: "You have the guts! Don't run away!"

He dropped his words and turned around and walked out the door.

Yang Fei said in a deep voice: "This is not right. You reported it to the police. How do these people know your phone number?"

Mouse said: "It's okay, even if they are in a group, I'm not afraid."

Yang Fei said: "Just in case, you should call Li Zhengyang's secretary right now. If they really dare to be tough, there is no need for us to go to war."

Mouse said: "Master Fei, I'll take care of it. Today is Mr. Zhu's birthday. I'll go outside and don't mess up Mr. Zhu's situation."

Ma Feng stood up and said, "I'll accompany you."

While the two were talking, they had already reached the door.

Before they could go out, several men walked in again.

The middle-aged man just now, whose arm was dislocated by the rat, and who didn't know who restored it, was pointing at the rat in a arrogant manner and said loudly: "Hit him! Beat him to death!"

Rat and Ma Feng stepped back,

Then each of them parried the punches and kicks.

"What's going on?" Wei Xinyuan, who was singing, saw the fight started. He quickly stopped singing and shouted, "Stop! You have something to say, why are you fighting?"

If the other party is used to being arrogant, how can he listen to you?

A few strong men thoughtlessly just greeted the mouse.

Yang Fei waved his hand and said: "Mr. Wei, sit down. There is no point in talking about things that can be settled with fists."

Wei Xinyuan thought, what is the logic of this? However, he did not dare to question Yang Fei and sat down as he was told.

Mo Zi and Ma Feng are professional thugs. They usually practice deadly Sanda skills, which focus on knockdown and damage. Compared with ordinary fitness or martial arts performances, they are many times stronger.

Moreover, Mouse and the others have sparring partners. Hundreds of people practice their Sanda skills with them. It can be said that they have very rich practical experience.

Although the people on the other side are fierce, their bodies have been drained by wine, sex, and wealth. Apart from the strength of their numbers, their fists are light and flimsy, but they don't have much power.

Rat and Ma Feng can fight eight without any effort.

But when there was a loud crackling sound, the eight people who came, without exception, all fell to the ground.

This time, both arms of the middle-aged man were removed, and it was impossible to get up. He finally stopped being arrogant, and his eyes were full of anger and fear!

He is also a life-threatening person and knows what level Rat and Ma Feng belong to in this industry!

And what kind of person can be hired as a bodyguard?

He finally realized that he might have hit a hard iron plate.

And it’s an existence that I can’t afford to offend!

At this moment, he extremely regretted entering this box!

"What are you doing! What are you doing? Are you fighting? Hey, he's pretty awesome!" A man in security uniform walked in. He was startled when he saw the people lying on the ground, turned around and left.

Mo Zi closed the door, and together with Ma Feng, they dragged out all the people on the ground and threw them in the corridor. Then they stood around the door like door gods.

The eight knocked down men were lying on the ground in a mess, screaming, ouch, ouch.

Several people came out of the box next door, glanced here, and then helped the people on the ground back.

The strange thing is that they did all this in silence and did not trouble the mouse again.

The other party has been beaten by so many people, but he has become more honest!

The sun really comes out from the west!

Zhu Zhongnan asked Yang Fei, "Is there any trouble? This kind of place is a place of right and wrong. How about we go back? Or, let's find another place to play?"

Yang Fei smiled and said: "Where else can be more fun than here? It's okay, what can happen? Everyone just sings."

He got up and went outside. Han Yiyi also followed and said to Yang Fei: "The boss of Jindu has a very powerful background. Basically anything that happens here can be settled. If we can't provoke others, then don't provoke them. ?”

Yang Fei said calmly: "It's okay!"

He asked the mouse: "How is it?"

Mouse said: "They helped the person away and nothing happened."

Yang Fei thought for a moment and thought that the other party probably also knew that a boss who could afford Mouse and Ma Feng was probably not weak. Could it be that doing less is worse than doing more?

Out of curiosity, Han Yiyi ran to the next box to take a look, and suddenly shouted: "Shen Xinyi, what's wrong with you?"

It turned out that the woman kneeling on the ground just now was Han Yiyi's good friend, Shen Xinyi, who was the foreman here!

Shen Xinyi suddenly saw an acquaintance, feeling ashamed and ashamed, but also saw hope, and weakly shouted: "Yiyi!"

Han Yiyi walked in, helped Shen Xinyi up on the ground, and asked, "What's wrong with you? Why did they beat you?"

At this time, she suddenly saw a man covered in blood lying on the ground next to him, and he was still vomiting blood from his mouth!

Han Yiyi was startled and screamed. She recognized that this man was Shen Xinyi's boyfriend and he also worked in this store.

"Who are you? Get out! What's happening here has nothing to do with you!" a bald man shouted sternly.

Han Yiyi said: "This is my friend! Even if she does something wrong, the law will govern it. Why are you setting up a private court? You are breaking the law!"

The bald man snorted coldly: "Breaking the law? I am the law! If you don't go out, I will beat you too!"

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