The next morning, Yi Feng asked the instructor for sick leave and went directly to Ning Feipeng.

Electric Technology Building, Ning Feipeng’s office.

Yi Feng came in with two boxes of precious tea leaves and saw Ning Feipeng waiting for tea.

"Haha, good morning, Brother Ning, I'm sorry to bother you in the morning." Yi Feng laughed loudly and walked over.

Ning Feipeng stood up and greeted, "Nothing is disturbing, I'm idle today, I'm happy if you can come and have tea with me."

"Also, you are so yes. You bring me tea every time you come. You are having sex with me!"

Yi Feng smiled and said, "This is the last batch of West Lake Longjing sprouts in autumn. Are you sure you don't want it?"

"Damn, you can do this? Of course I want it for me, so I won't be polite!" Ning Feipeng didn't make any polite mistakes and took the gift directly.

Yi Feng sat down and sat on the left side of his position. He took out the cigarette and sent a cigarette to Ning Feipeng first, and then lit it for him with a lighter.

Seeing this, Ning Feipeng smiled knowingly and asked, "Brother Yi, I called me last night and came to see me early this morning. There must be something wrong? I guess it's not a trivial matter."

Yi Feng didn't have the time to chat and joke. He lit a cigarette himself, took a deep breath, vomited the cigarette rings, and said in a deep voice: "It's really something, I want to ask you, brother, for help."

"Remember a brother named Han Ping'an in my company."

Ning Feipeng nodded and replied, "Remember, remember, it's the little brother who doesn't like to talk much. He looks quite down-to-earth."

"What's wrong with him?"

Yi Feng said in a low voice: "He... was severely injured yesterday afternoon and is still unconscious."

Ning Feipeng was shocked when he heard this, and he also heard the extreme anger in his voice.

"This, what's going on?"

Yi Feng then roughly told Ning Feipeng about the matter.

After hearing this, Ning Feipeng slapped the table in anger, "It's outrageous. These people are so brave. They can kill people in broad daylight! It's so hateful!"

Suddenly, he was stunned. He thought that Yi Feng did not go to find the police but instead came to find him, and a terrifying thought came to his heart.

Could it be that Yi Feng plans to solve this problem by himself?

"Brother Yi, what do you want to do?"

"If you need any help, just speak up!"

Yi Feng was grateful. Ning Feipeng really treated him as a good friend, and he really helped him if he had anything to do.

"I heard from you last time that you met some friends in Guangshi Road. I want to check the details of those people and then..."

"If you want to spend money, money is not a problem. One million is not enough. I can pay two million or three million."

At the end, Yi Feng narrowed his eyes and flashed with cold light, "I just want their lives."

For Yi Feng, if he did not get rid of this group of people this time, then these people might still attack Han Ping'an, and even he himself took action again. As the saying goes, one is two, and if the problem is not solved from the root, then he can only solve the person who caused the problem!

Now in 2000, the world is still in chaos!

The life and death hatred has been formed, and we can only fight to the death!

This beam cannot be solved without any solution!

Yi Feng walked a lot of gray roads before, and he had never encountered such things. Sometimes he should be a little more ruthless, but he should be ruthless enough.

If a good person is bullied, a good person is ridden by a horse. If it is spread in the future, anyone who has tweeted him will dare to come up and step on him and attack the people around him.

Ning Feipeng couldn't help feeling a little shy when he saw his eyes.

Now Brother Yi has been angered, but... I guess he won't end up if he dares to offend Brother Yi.

"I know a little, well... there is someone who may be able to help you, but if you want to ask him to come forward, you should really spend a lot of money." Ning Feipeng said in a search.

"Oh? Who?" Yi Feng asked.

"The Living King of Hell, Yan Xuebing." Ning Feipeng whispered.

Yi Feng was shocked when he heard the name. He had heard of the legend of Yan Xuebing before, but it was just a word of mouth and had never seen him.

Legend has it that Yan Xuebing had three eyes on his head, and the third eye had to kill people. In 1996, he heard that one person dared to chase and chop more than a dozen people on Chunfeng Street. He had nothing to do behind him, and the other party was cut seven or eight times.

Some people say that he looks very fierce, just like the Living King of Hell. Over time, Yan Xuebing has the nickname of Living King of Hell.

Yi Feng felt that such an outrageous legend was mostly added to the fire and became more and more mysterious as he spread it. However, even he had heard of such legends, and Yan Xuebing's name should be even louder in the Tao.

"Do you still know him?" Yi Feng asked in surprise.

"Hehe, I used to drink with my friends at the bar he runs. At that time, a few drunks were asking for trouble for us and started to make trouble."

"Later, Yan Xuebing came forward in person, and the little pussy was broken and thrown out by him on the spot. Later, I often took my friends to his bar to spend money. I met him a few times and later I went to his house for a meal. It was a friendship, but it was not deep." Ning Feipeng smiled.

"If he asked for help, it would not be difficult to find out the background of those people. Although he had not fought or killed a lot, there were many brothers watching the bars under his command, and people in Guangshi should have seen them."

"But if you want to ask him to come forward for help, it will probably cost a lot of money, and it depends on his intentions." Ning Feipeng continued.

Yi Feng said in a low voice: "Money is not a problem."

Ning Feipeng saw that Yi Feng was so determined, it seemed that he had to do this.

"Wait a minute, I'll call him to see if he's free. If he has time, we can talk to him in person."

"I hope... the VIP has some face in his eyes." Ning Feipeng said with a wry smile, and he was not sure.

After saying that, he got up and walked to the next phone call.

After a while, Yi Feng felt relieved when he saw the joy on his face.

"Haha, Brother Yi, he has time now. If he wants to see him, he has to go to his house." Ning Feipeng said happily, suddenly feeling more proud of himself in front of Yi Feng.

"Okay, it's not too late, let's go now." Yi Feng stood up and said, not wanting to delay this matter for too long, as there may be variables.

"Okay, I'll take you there, I know where his home is." Ning Feipeng packed his coat and took his shoulder bag.

Before leaving the door, Yi Feng asked, "How many people are there in the Yan family?"

"Uh, there are only four, their family of four, with a nanny. His old father also lives there. The child seems to be only four or five years old. What do you want to do?" Ning Feipeng asked in a daze.

"Of course, I'm going to buy a gift, I can't go there empty-handed, right?" Yi Feng shook his head and smiled.

Ning Feipeng patted his head and suddenly said, "Oh, yes, I want to buy something to go there!"

The two of them left the company together. Yi Feng looked a little solemn along the way, and he was already thinking about how to deal with such a person.

Although Yi Feng had dealt with Taoism a lot in his previous life, those people really valued interests more than businessmen.

But it was the first time I had to deal with a legendary character.
Chapter completed!