"Ling Family! I, Ling Tiancheng, owed you all, can only pay it back in the next life!" Ling Tiancheng had a grim smile on his lips. Although he seemed to be apologizing, his tone was as fierce as a beast.

When he arrived at the gate of Xiyucheng, he parked his car in the parking lot. Ling Tiancheng got out of the car and walked into Xiyucheng. As before, he entered the office and called two sauna ladies over.

Zhao Yanfeng witnessed Ling Tiancheng walking into the bath center with his own eyes. Then he slowly stood up, came to the door as if nothing had happened, and asked the security guard in front of him: "Brother, who is the person who just entered? It looks so awesome..."

"..." The security guard gave him a blank look and said nothing.

In places like this where you do underground business, the security guards you hire will naturally not be ordinary security guards. The entire security team is composed of gang-related forces. Of course, this is in Ling Tiancheng's own place, and he uses it, of course, his younger brother.

Now someone ran over to inquire about his elder brother's situation, but he didn't immediately get rid of his pity, and he was already angry that he had given him face.

"Don't stop talking!" Zhao Yanfeng took out a cigarette and handed it to the security guard, and said with a smile: "Who is that person? Can you introduce it? I want to follow him----To be honest, I have been determined to be the boss like the one just now, with a strong and powerful person covering the world!"

The security guard glared at him, and there was a hint of anger.

"Hehe..." Zhao Yanfeng looked around and put a handful of money into the security guard's pocket without anyone noticing: "Brother, help me, I just want to make a future. Even if I am like you, I am satisfied."

He reached out and touched the thick banknotes, and the security guard's face looked much better. He coughed lightly and said, "Brother, it's good that you have this ambition, but it's better to be down-to-earth and be the boss? Is that something that ordinary people can do? Ordinary people were scared to death before they could make a name for themselves--the one who was the boss of Chengyang District, Ling Tiancheng, just now, saw this bathing center? It's the industry under his name. In Chengyang District, there are countless similar industries under Ling Ye's hands!"

Zhao Yanfeng nodded with satisfaction. It seemed that his face was only more affordable than money when he was in front of a woman.--when he asked questions in the future, he had to look for females.

"Brother, can you introduce me to Master Ling?" Zhao Yanfeng whispered.

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"That won't work. I'm just a pawn under Master Ling. He doesn't recognize me!" The security guard said regretfully.

Zhao Yanfeng was even more disappointed, patted the security guard's shoulder with comfort, shook his head, and walked directly into the bath center.

This bathing center has three floors. The first floor is a serious bathing and massage business. The second floor is not a serious bathing and massage business. As for the third floor, only one knows whether what he is doing is a bathing and massage business.

At this time, when the official business is at its peak, there are endless pedestrians. In the coming and going, occasionally two or three or four or five men and women hugging each other with their arms around, kissing me and me, laughing constantly, and laughing endlessly.

A group of dogs, men and women are shameless, have no moral integrity, and have no lower limits.

Zhao Yanfeng cursed a few times in his heart, and then he thought: "When will I really feel comfortable here? I also want to be a dog boy with dog women!"

He looked around and didn't know where to go. Ling Tiancheng was too unrighteous. Even if he didn't know that I was coming, could he not stand at the door and wait for a while?

From the first floor and to the third floor, Zhao Yanfeng found Ling Tiancheng's location in the posture of standing a few bodyguards at the door of a room.

Zhao Yanfeng didn't hide, but walked over directly, came to the door, and said to the bodyguard, "Is Mr. Ling inside?"

"Who are you?" When Zhao Yanfeng walked towards this side, these bodyguards were always looking at him vigilantly. Now that he saw him stopping here, his body was tight and ready to go, perfectly reflecting his qualities as a professional bodyguard.

"Mr. Ling's friend, he called me to come!" Zhao Yanfeng said lightly, not taking the second generation ancestor in front of him seriously.

Several bodyguards were a little hesitant. If this person was really Ling's friend, they could not afford to offend him. In the end, a bodyguard took Zhao Yanfeng into the room after reporting to Ling Tiancheng.

However, Ling Tiancheng was not sure if he really knew a very handsome young man. For safety reasons, he also asked several bodyguards to follow him into the room.

After entering the room, Ling Tiancheng was already sitting on the sofa waiting. He was alone, drinking tea, and it seemed to be extremely leisurely and elegant--he hid the two girls he called, right?

The bodyguard closed the door and stood behind Zhao Yanfeng with his hands behind his back. One of them seemed to be the leader. He took a step forward slightly, bowed and said, "Mr. Ling, it's this gentleman. He said you called him to come!"

When he said this, he actually knew the truth. Damn, if it was true that Master Ling’s friend came? Master Ling would not be able to drink tea in the room and play elegantly. He would have long known where to play NP.

"Although we have met twice, no matter what aspect, we can't call friends, right?" Ling Tiancheng took a sip of tea again and said slowly.

He was calm on the surface, but he had already become alert. No one knew the strength of Ling Ruoyan's personal bodyguard better than him.

If a person is pointed at by four or five others with guns, he still turns defeat into victory, killing one person and injuring five people. Even in the entire bodyguard industry, there are not many people who can do such a record.

Now, he broke into his base camp alone--had he discovered something?

"Meeting is fate, and being destined to be friends, not to mention that we have met twice!" Zhao Yanfeng said with a smile, without asking the owner Ling Tiancheng for his opinion, and sat on the sofa.

Although the two only had these two conversations, the bodyguards had figured out the form. Anyway, this kid is not the boss's friend, so...what are there any reason to be polite?

The bodyguard leader who had just spoken came forward and pulled Zhao Yanfeng and cursed loudly: "I am a slutty horse, how dare I sit down when my friend who pretends to be our boss? Who do you think you are?"

Zhao Yanfeng shook his head slightly, and gently avoided the bodyguard's claws stretched out. He looked at Ling Tiancheng with a smile and said, "Dong Ling, it turns out that dogs follow human nature. The dogs you raise--the character is far worse than you."

"They are all my brothers!" Ling Tiancheng shook his fingers, poked his body, stared at Zhao Yanfeng's eyes, and said word by word: "However, if you want, I don't mind raising one. Although it's a little bigger, as long as you train well, you should be called a good hunting dog!"

Zhao Yanfeng curled his lips: "Doctor Ling doesn't have to beat around the bush, just call me a dog directly---A kind reminder, even if I am a dog, I am still a mad dog that can bite people, and I will never give up if I can't bite you!"

Ling Tiancheng's eyes were condensed, and a murderous intent flashed by. He didn't expect that Zhao Yanfeng was so bold and scolded him on his territory. Is he a skilled and brave, or a fool without any brains?

He sneered and said, "I just happened to be the opposite. I am a person who wants to kill a mad dog when I see it. I am a normal person!"

"So it seems that one of us is destined to die?"

"I think that person is definitely not me!" Ling Tiancheng shook his head and smiled happily. He snapped his fingers and whistled, all the four bodyguards in the room took out guns and pointed their heads at Zhao Yanfeng's forehead.

These people were originally only a few dozen centimeters away from Zhao Yanfeng, but now they stretched out their arms and guns, and even directly pushed the muzzle on Zhao Yanfeng's head.

In other words, as long as Ling Tiancheng is willing now, Zhao Yanfeng can make his head bloom at any time.

But Zhao Yanfeng seemed to have not realized the fear, his smile remained unabashed, and he didn't even move his eyebrows. He glanced at the bodyguards with contempt and said, "There were six people last time, and they didn't even take me with guns. This time there were only four. What do you think your success rate is?"

"There is no such thing as success rate!" Ling Tiancheng shook his head. His failure to deny Zhao Yanfeng's statement was equivalent to admitting in disguise that he did the last time: "Today, you are dead!"

He didn't say much nonsense, and after he talked about playing with this, he waved his hand fiercely.

Seeing this, the bodyguards could not understand what it means?

They were about to pull the trigger with a grim smile. If they couldn't handle this kid in this situation, they could go and eat shit---No, eating shit is too cheap, they should be eaten by shit.

But... they seem to be really going to be eaten by shit.

Zhao Yanfeng didn't hide, and in fact he had no place to hide, so he took action directly. Before the three bodyguards could use force, he quickly turned around his head.

Dingdang... Dingdang.

Several consecutive sounds were the sound of iron blocks falling to the ground.

At the beginning, several bodyguards didn't understand what was going on, so they still used a lot of effort to pull the trigger.

only……

Hey, is there something wrong with this gun? It can't be locked no matter how hard it is?

The inability to fire a gun in front of the boss and the inability to lift a gun in front of the woman are all things that make men have no face to see people, so several bodyguards quickly looked at the gun in their hands with red faces.

It would be fine if I didn't look at it, but I suddenly felt creepy when I saw it.

Damn, how come a good gun, why did the gun rack be left in the blink of an eye? Where did the shell run? Where did the barrel run? Where did the magazine run?

They were stunned and dumbfounded, only seeing Zhao Yanfeng pointing at him with a pile of scrap iron.

I laugh at you for being numb, could it be your fault?

As for Ling Tiancheng, he had already turned around and was about to walk in the bedroom next to the office. When he was killing people under his command, he never liked to stay on the scene.

It's too bloody and too cruel, Master Ling couldn't bear to look at it.

But... it's been so long, why haven't those scoundrels shot yet?

His dislike of staying on the scene does not mean that he does not like to hear the sound of a pistol passing through the muffler.

He turned around angrily and was about to scold the lazy bodyguards, but the first thing he wanted was Zhao Yanfeng's still bright smile.

"Dong Ling, I'm really sorry. The dead person may not be me!" Zhao Yanfeng said regretfully.
Chapter completed!