Zhao Ziming hugged Ye Zhenzhen and walked out of the Manxue bar. Black dogs and yellow hairs were already waiting downstairs.
"Black dog, yellow hair, you are waiting for me here."
"Yes!" Huang Mao hurriedly opened the door and helped Zhao Ziming into the back row of the car.
Immediately, Zhao Ziming sat into the cab, "You two are waiting for me here."
Black dog hurriedly said: "Zhao Shao, where are you going? Or should we accompany you!"
"snort!"
Zhao Ziming snorted, and then launched the vehicle to gallop.
"What do you want to do?" Huang Mao smiled: "Zhao Shao took Ye Zhenzhen to do bad things, you still want to follow, it's stupid!"
Black dog will care about him.
"My stomach hurts, I go to the bathroom."
"Go and go! Do you have to report to me if you pull a shit?" Huang Mao clicked on a cigarette.
The black dog hurried into the bathroom and called Jiang Feng's phone, but no one answered.
At the same time, Jiang Feng hit a taxi and arrived in the Manxue bar. He ran into it quickly.
At this time, he wanted to call the black dog, so he remembered that he forgot to bring his mobile phone when he went out to change clothes.
I couldn't care about so much. He quickly ran up to the third floor and found 404 rooms.
When a waiter saw Jiang Feng wearing worn, he hurriedly stopped him.
"Sir, who are you looking for?"
Jiang Feng pushed him away, kicked the door open at the same time, rushed in.
A group of men and women who were drinking and singing suddenly stopped everything, and looked at Jiang Feng one by one.
When the waiter saw someone making trouble, he hurriedly notified the security guard with a walkie -talkie.
Jiang Feng went up and grabbed one of the men.
"Where is Zhao Ziming and Ye Zhen?"
The man pushed Jiang Feng away, "Who are you fucking? Who made you come in?"
"I know who he is." At this moment, a beauty wearing a short skirt came up. "He is Ye Zhenzhen's disabled husband."
The man laughed, "Who do I think it is! It turned out that it was the last time ... I didn't seem to be!"
"Just now you asked me where Zhao Shao and Ye Zhenzhen was? I now tell you that Zhao Shao has taken your wife to open the room and is going to bring you a top green hat!"
"Hahaha……"
Suddenly, there was a smile in the whole bag, and a pair of ridiculous eyes looked at Jiang Feng.
"Pap!"
Jiang Feng's backhand slapped, and the man took two steps back. A front teeth spit out with the blood.
"Boy, dare you hit me? Do you know who I am?"
"Pap!"
Jiang Feng slapped again, and the man fell to the ground.
"Answer my question, otherwise I will twist your arm."
At this time, a group of security guards rushed in.
"Who is making trouble?"
"It's him! Catch him up." The man pointed at Jiang Feng and roared loudly.
A security guard hurried forward and helped the man up, "Manager Liu, are you okay?"
The man's name is Liu Yunfei, the purchasing manager of the Red Heart Medical Museum, and the nephew of the wife of Chen Wanchun, the chairman of Hongxin Group.
"Don't care about me, give me this kid."
Captain security captain walked towards Jiang Feng coldly.
"Dare to make trouble in Manxue Bar, you are still the first, break one hand, and kneel down to apologize to Manager Liu.
Jiang Feng was worried about Ye Zhenzhen and did not want to waste time. Then he kicked out. The captain of the security guard was kicked and lay on the ground.
Seeing the other security guards, as soon as I wanted to do it, I was smashed by Jiang Feng a few fists, and lying on the ground at the same time.
"Give you another chance to answer my questions."
When Liu Yunfei saw Jiang Feng so powerful, although he was scared, but relying on his own identity, he expected that this disability did not dare to do it.
"I tell you, I am the nephew of Chen Wanchun, chairman of Hongxin Group, dare to hit me, and now I just kneel and apologize to me. It's not too late!"
"Click!"
Jiang Feng directly turned his hand and twisted Liu Yunfei's arm.
"Answer my question, and there is another nonsense, your legs will be broken."
"Ah ..." Liu Yunfei made a pig -like howl, and it hurt to roll around the ground.
At this time, he already believed that Jiang Feng could do it.
"Zhao Shao took Ye Zhenzhen to open the room, where did he go ... he didn't say."
Jiang Feng picked him up, "Call him, ask him where is it?"
Liu Yunfei didn't dare to say anything. He took out his mobile phone with one hand and dialed Zhao Ziming's phone.
"Zhao Shao, where are you now?"
"I am going to the Blue Sky Hotel, what's the matter?" Zhao Ziming asked.
"It's okay, I just ask."
Liu Yunfei hung up the phone, "He goes ... the blue sky hotel."
"Well!"
Jiang Feng picked up a bottle of wine and smashed Liu Yunfei's head directly.
Liu Yunfei screamed and fell down.
Jiang Feng swept everyone present with cold eyes.
"I remember you, if Zhao Ziming moves my wife's finger, I will make you worse than him."
Having said that he kicked Liu Yunfei in the middle of the crowd, then turned around and left the bar, and came to a taxi directly outside.
"Master, go to the Blue Sky Hotel at the fastest speed and give you five hundred yuan."
"OK."
I heard that there were five hundred yuan, and the driver was pulled directly to the S of the chicken like the blood of the chicken, and the accelerator stepped on the bottom.
At the same time, Zhao Ziming had arrived at the Blue Sky Hotel. He quickly took Ye Zhenzhen out of the car, threw the key to the security guard, and went to drive a room.
Zhao Ziming hugged the little sheep in his arms and quickly followed the waiter to the room to a room on the seventh floor.
He threw the little sheep in his arms to the bed, and he was not rushing to do it. Instead, he sat next to her and appreciated Ye Zhen's graceful figure.
The long black hair, the perfect curve, especially the slender thighs are more tempting against the lining of thin stockings.
Zhao Ziming couldn't help but stretch his tongue and licked his already dry lips. This little sheep had been looking forward to it for too long.
With his net worth, what kind of woman does not want, but Ye Zhenzhen, always makes him unforgettable.
At first glance at Ye Zhenzhen, Zhao Ziming swear that she must conquer her under her.
Unfortunately, Ye Zhenzhen married a mule.
Such a good flower made the pig arch.
Immediately, he reached out and stroked Ye Zhenzhen's delicate face twice.
Although Ye Zhenzhen was drunk, his consciousness was a little sober.
"You ... don't mess up! We are ... Impossible."
"Really?" Zhao Ziming stroked her face at her fingertips. "After tonight, you are my person, your mother also supports us to cook rice and cook it."
Ye Zhen really wanted to struggle to get up, but he couldn't make it out at all.
The power of foreign wine is often very slow. At this time, Ye Zhenzhen couldn't even open his eyelids, and soon fell asleep.
Zhao Ziming's face was filled with a greedy smile. He gently took off Ye Zhenzhen to take off the high heels, so he extended the sinful hand to her skirt.