Zhang Fengyi pointed to the window: "Of course I climbed in? Mr. Teng is not old yet? Why are he confused?"

"Call the security guard quickly, call the police, call the bodyguard..." Teng Guorong ran out the door in fear.

But he was quicker, Zhang Fengyi was quicker. Zhang Fengyi raised his hand and picked up a vase and smashed it at Teng Guorong, who was trying to grab the door handle.

"Crash~" Teng Guorong covered his hands and trembled and squatted on the ground: "Oh, oh..."

"Who are you? Are you looking for death?" The bodyguard bravely stood in front of Teng Guorong and glared at Zhang Fengyi.

Zhang Fengyi did not say anything nonsense, and made a mistake in his step forward, slashing the bodyguard's head with his palm. The bodyguard's hand, which was about to resist, softened directly, and then fainted. "It's useless, you little shrimp are cleaning up later." Zhang Fengyi kicked the fainted bodyguard to the side and looked at Teng Guorong.

"Help...Help...Help...Help..." Teng Guorong leaned hard towards the door, and did not forget to smash the door.

Zhang Fengyi was not in a hurry, but said interestingly: "Mr. Teng, first of all, I will say that I will not hurt your life. Secondly, I want to tell you that in order to prevent the rich businessmen from doing good things with girls inside, these houses have special soundproofing, and you can't hear it when you shout. Finally, your bodyguard outside has been knocked down by me, and they can't hear it even if you smash the door. If I was not wrong, you should live on this floor. It seems that no one will come to help you, huh? Haha."

I don’t know if it was because I heard Zhang Fengyi say that he would not hurt his life or that he also understood what Zhang Fengyi said. It was useless to shout and smash the door. Teng Guorong finally became honest, but he still stared at Zhang Fengyi tightly: "Don’t come over, just say it if you have something to say, just say it there."

"What qualifications do you have to negotiate with me?" Zhang Fengyi kicked a chair and smashed it at Teng Guorong.

"Ah..." After saying a word, Teng Guorong finally stopped doing everything, but said honestly: "What do you think you want? How much does it cost? You said."

Zhang Fengyi squatted beside Teng Guorong, looking at Teng Guorong with a fat body, "Tsk tsk, you really eat fat. It seems that you eat a lot of good food every day. But I don't need money. Today I will teach you a lesson."

"You can't kill me, you can't afford to kill you, even the Qin family will be implicated, you..." Teng Guorong knew that Zhang Fengyi had heard the conversations he had with the bodyguard before, and was afraid that Zhang Fengyi would kill someone to silence him.

Of course, Zhang Fengyi knew that Teng Guorong could not be killed. This is true. If some criminals died, they would die. Even if they could really involve themselves, they could have a way to clear them. However, Teng Guorong has a high reputation in the entire Chinese business circle, especially the Teng Group pays countless taxes for China every year. If he really kills Teng Guorong, it will definitely attract police investigations. Even if he finds a way to get rid of it, he will probably have a lot of trouble. Moreover, Teng Guorong will still use it in the future, and he really can't be killed.

"Of course I know you can't kill you. I'm just teaching you a lesson." Zhang Fengyi said, not knowing where he took out a rubber stick and took it in his hand and patted it twice, "How about it? Boss Teng Da, this thing will definitely not kill you, but it will be inevitable that the skin and flesh will be injured."

"You... Zhang Fengyi, you won't die well. I will call the police to arrest you, and I will... let you stay in prison for your whole life." Teng Guorong saw that he could not let Zhang Fengyi give up and deal with him, so he intimidated him.

Unfortunately, this kind of threat is really useless to Zhang Fengyi. Zhang Fengyi smiled, "I wish you could call the police. Then I will tell the police, you buy a murderer, um, by the way. The murderer you are looking for is now being caught by the police. Maybe something has been questioned. At that time, tsk tsk... your Teng family will have trouble. Of course, if you know the current affairs, you will suffer some losses today and use your relationship tomorrow to let the police station deal with the murderer directly. Maybe your Teng family will have nothing to do. But if you call the police to arrest me, hehe... I know a lot."

As soon as Zhang Fengyi finished his last sentence, he raised the rubber rod high and rushed towards Teng Guorong.

"Ah..." A scream came from Teng Guorong's mouth.

Outside Teng Guorong's residence, there were two security guards from the Gyro Villa in the distance. A slightly thinner suddenly stopped and said to the tall security guard next to him: "Hey, do you hear the sound of killing pigs?"

"You should just pull it down. You can't kill pigs in the middle of the night, and we don't let them kill pigs. Really... what are your ears?" The tall security guard said slowly with a cigarette in his mouth and carrying a rubber stick in his mouth.

The thin security guard tilted his head and listened again, but it seemed to be gone again. He said to himself: "It's really strange. I just heard the sound of pigs slaughtering in my hometown in the countryside, but why did it disappear again in a blink of an eye?" After that, he continued to walk forward.

In Teng Guorong's room, Teng Guorong had already become a blood gourd at this time, and there was no good meat on his body. He knelt on the ground like a grandson and cried to Zhang Fengyi: "Brother Zhang, no... Grandpa Zhang, stop hitting, stop hitting, you will die if you hit me..."

"Oh, are you threatening me?" Zhang Fengyi picked up the rubber stick and wanted to continue hitting.

"No, I have a check worth five million here. I'll give it to you, please don't hit me, okay?" Teng Guorong took out a check from his arms.

Zhang Fengyi smiled and said, "You think I'm stupid. If I take your check, it will be blackmail. At this time, you still want to cheat me, and you are really cunning. It seems that you're still cleaning up..." Zhang Fengyi swung the rubber rod and beat him again.

A voice that was even worse than slaughtering a pig continued to come from Teng Guorong's mouth.

Finally, ten minutes later, Zhang Fengyi looked at Teng Guorong who was already dying on the ground, and then he spitted and left. When he left, he did not forget to mock him: "Your voice makes the pigs scared when they hear it. This is not killing pigs, it is better than killing pigs..."

Teng Guorong, who was dying on the ground, just looked at Zhang Fengyi but had no strength to speak. It was not that he didn't want to say it, but his voice was already hoarse and he couldn't say a word.

There was no bloody pool of blood on the ground, but there were only bloody cucumbers on Teng Guorong's body, covered with scars.

Seeing Zhang Fengyi leaving, Teng Guorong crawled tremblingly, endured the pain and picked up the phone and broadcast a number. Unfortunately, he opened his mouth for a long time without saying a sound. Fortunately, it was his bodyguard there. Seeing that it was his number, he ran towards this side. Knowing that the bodyguard had come, Teng Guorong knew that he could not die at all. When he relaxed, his eyes turned dark and he fainted.

When Zhang Fengyi returned to his residence, it was already dawn and he didn't sleep. He called Zhou Qianqian and asked what happened yesterday, why he was with Han Xue and Su Yuyao. Surprisingly, Zhou Qianqian just laughed and didn't say it. Seeing that there was no crying or making trouble, Zhang Fengyi did not ask. Of course, there were reasons for not asking. Perhaps this was a breakthrough for the affairs of these three women, and some things would go with the flow.

I found a roadside stall for some breakfast, and then dialed Han Xue's number.

Very concise words came from over there: "If you have anything, I'll have an operation soon."

"Are you angry last night?"

"No." Han Xue's answer was very direct.

"Okay, you can be busy." Zhang Fengyi knew that Han Xue was really busy, so he didn't talk.

I put down the phone and thought about it as if Qin Feiyue said she would go to the hospital to pick up the two injured bodyguards today.

Of course, such things were not required to be personally brought up by a big boss like Qin Feiyue, so he sent someone to take over them. However, because Wang Yong's two bodyguards have followed Qin Feiyue for several years, one is because they have feelings, and the other is that they have some intentions to show off. After all, only the boss can work hard as a good bodyguard. Some things are not enough to have money alone.

It’s just that Zhang Fengyi understands this kind of thing in his heart and is just a means to win people’s hearts. However, Zhang Fengyi is not disgusted. In fact, he often does it, but the methods are different.

By the time Zhang Fengyi arrived at the hospital, Qin Feiyue had arrived long ago.
Chapter completed!