"Okay, goodbye then."

Seeing that Zhang Yifeng did not go upstairs with him, Ye Zhimei did not insist.

She turned around and planned to enter the community, but after walking two steps, she seemed to have thought of something, suddenly stopped and ran back.

In Zhang Yifeng's puzzled eyes, Ye Zhimei tiptoed slightly and kissed Zhang Yifeng's lips. Then she entered the community without looking back. Looking closely, she would find that Ye Zhimei was blushing.

Although Ye Zhimei is usually generous, she took the initiative to kiss a boy, and her heart was pounding. She touched her lips with her hand, as if she was savoring the touch just now.

"I'm going, I'm being taken advantage of."

Zhang Yifeng smiled faintly, touched his lips, then turned around and took a taxi, and returned to the Rainbow Hotel.

At this time, Zhang Yifeng took out the key and was about to open the door when Xiaofang's voice came from Suite No. 9 behind her.

"Sister Ting, he is back."

Behind her, the door of Suite No. 9 opened, Fang Keting walked out from inside. She looked at Zhang Yifeng and sighed relievedly: "We kept knocking on your door in the afternoon, but you didn't respond. I thought something had happened to you, so I called the manager to check the surveillance camera to find out that you were out. Now we feel relieved when we see you come back this afternoon. Thank you for your injury. Isn't your injury seriously?"

Zhang Yifeng said lightly: "I went to the hospital in the afternoon, and now I'm much better."

"So I went to the hospital, that's fine. By the way, can you come to our room?"

Zhang Yifeng frowned and said, "Is there anything wrong?"

Fang Keting nodded.

Zhang Yifeng thought for a while before entering Fang Keting's suite.

In the suite, besides Xiaofang and Sister Liu, there is also a strange middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was about forty years old, and there were two bodyguards standing beside him.

Seeing Zhang Yifeng come in, the man frowned slightly and said, "Is he who saved Ke Ting?"

Sister Liu nodded and said, "It's him."

The middle-aged man looked at Zhang Yifeng carefully, his eyes grim, as if he was not looking at his life-savior, but at his enemy, and then he said coldly.

"Say, who are you, how do you know that someone is going to attack Ke Ting?"

His tone was cold and he didn't say anything about gratitude. He looked like Zhang Yifeng was also a murderer.

As soon as the man said something, Zhang Yifeng frowned at that time. He didn't like the man's tone at all.

He didn't say a word, turned around and planned to leave.

"This... Uncle Guan, why do you say that?"

Fang Keting's voice came, as if she didn't expect the man to say this.

The middle-aged man ignored Fang Keting and said coldly: "Just want to leave? If you don't tell the truth, I can tell you responsibly that you can't live without here."

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, the two bodyguards immediately blocked the door and blocked Zhang Yifeng's way.

Zhang Yifeng stopped and shook his head slightly. His eyes also became cold. He turned around and looked at the middle-aged man and said, "I know the purpose of you doing this, but unfortunately, I don't like to explain. In addition, I can also tell you very responsibly that no one can stop me if I, Zhang Yifeng, want to leave!"

Zhang Yifeng's voice was still floating, and his body suddenly moved.

Before the bodyguards in front of him could even react, they felt a severe blow in their abdomen. Their bodies flew up almost at the same time and hit the wall hard. After landing on the ground, they could not stand up for a moment.

"Boy, I have a genital!"

The middle-aged man's face turned cold, and he stepped on his feet and attacked Zhang Yifeng directly.

It can be seen that this middle-aged man is a trainer, and he should be a warrior. Unfortunately, his cultivation is not high, but he is just a mid-stage warrior. Such cultivation is a piece of shit in front of Zhang Yifeng.

After approaching Zhang Yifeng, the middle-aged man punched Zhang Yifeng in the face. His fist did not reach it, and the fist wind whistled.

"Uncle Guan, what are you doing! Ah, be careful."

Fang Keting's screaming voice came, the word "Beware" must have reminded Zhang Yifeng. Because Uncle Guan's huge fist had already arrived at Zhang Yifeng's face.

But Zhang Yifeng did not dodge at all. Seeing that Zhang Yifeng was about to be hit, Zhang Yifeng finally slapped.

Zhang Yifeng's slap was not big, but he grabbed the middle-aged man's fist. The opponent's fist was so big that he could no longer move forward. Zhang Yifeng's slap was like a wall, blocking the middle-aged man's attack.

"Um?"

The middle-aged man's expression changed. He knew the power of his punch, but he couldn't hurt the kid at all.

Warrior? This kid is also a warrior!

Before middle-aged man could think too much, he suddenly let out a hoarse groan.

Zhang Yifeng held his fist's hand and gently pushed it down.

Everyone at the scene could clearly see that the middle-aged man's wrist had completely deformed and seemed to have been dislocated!

"Little brother..."

Sister Liu's scream came. If Zhang Yifeng exerted force more, she would be worried that the middle-aged man's wrist would be broken directly!

After all, Zhang Yifeng did not increase his strength. He waved his right hand suddenly, and the middle-aged man's body, 167, suddenly flipped around the air for several times, and then fell heavily to the ground.

"I'm leaving, no one can stop me. At least you are not qualified."

Zhang Yifeng's plain voice came afterwards. As he said, he sorted out his clothes and then turned around and left.

"Senior, come on, I offended it just now."

Just as Zhang Yifeng pressed his hand on the door handle, the middle-aged man's voice came again and he actually apologized. He barely stood up from the ground, his right wrist was still bent, and he must have had a fracture.

Instead of dealing with the fractured hand, he saluted Zhang Yifeng and said again.

"I just took action because I wanted to try my skills, because we wanted to ask my senior to be Fang Keting's bodyguard for the time being."

"Uncle Guan..."

When Fang Keting heard this, she realized why Uncle Guan would say such words and do such things, as if she was testing Zhang Yifeng's strength.

"Who are you?"

Zhang Yifeng then turned around and asked about the middle-aged man's identity.

"I am the bodyguard hired by Miss Ke Ting. But, for today's incident, I found that I could not guarantee Miss Ke Ting's safety, so I thought of you. If you can save Miss Ke Ting's life from the killer, I knew you were not a simple person. In fact, it was true."

"Be a bodyguard?" Zhang Yifeng frowned slightly, then shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, I'm not interested, and I'm very busy."
Chapter completed!