Sister, you miss me

Yang Feng dialed Park Zhongsheng's phone.

Park Zhongsheng gave a lewd smile: "Fourth old man, it's over."

"Damn, what are you busy?"

"Fuck!"

"Slap your head, you kid watching me?"

"Oh, you are playing with feelings again, are you tired?"

"It's your shit, I'm happy."

"Then what is the purpose of your call?"

"Send a car to the brother." Yang Feng reported a coordinate.

Ten minutes later, a bright yellow Ferrari roadster arrived.

The young driver jumped out, bowed to Yang Feng, and offered a black handbag with both hands.

"Sir, the president asked me to pass this to you."

Yang Feng opened the zipper and saw that there was a gold card and bundles of cash inside.

Brother is so sweet!

"Thank you for me...er..." Yang Feng's eyes twitched.

In the corner of the handbag, there is actually a box of Durex hidden in three packs.

I have to say that this wretched, wicked and evil brother is so sweet!

"Trouble." Yang Feng said to the young man.

"I dare not be it. It is my honor to serve you." The young man was frightened, "I wish you a happy time."

Before leaving, he couldn't help but glance at Jin Mingxi, the heat in his eyes flashed away.

As soon as Yang Feng pressed the key, the scissors door slowly rose. Yang Feng made a "please" gesture, and Jin Mingxi smiled bitterly and sat in the co-pilot.

Yang Feng sat in, maneuvered skillfully, kicked the floor oil, and the sports car roared and rushed out.

Almost dashing across the road, Jin Mingxi held his forehead: "Sorry, the direction is wrong."

Under Jin Mingxi's guidance, half an hour later, the sports car drove into a low and cluttered building complex, far away from the busy city and even without street lights.

There are also poor people in even more developed countries, and there are also places where development is lagging behind.

There was a sign on the road, as if there was a hole, Yang Feng didn't remember it.

"Drive slowly, the road is not peaceful." Jin Mingxi said suddenly.

"Oh."

Yang Feng can understand that the more dirty, messy places are, the more migrants live together, and this will lead to chaos in public security.

The road conditions were getting worse and the sports car's site was low and pitiful, Yang Feng had to slow down.

I drove for almost five kilometers and couldn't drive. There was a big stone blocking the road. It was not one block, but three blocks, and it was irregular. Obviously someone put it deliberately.

"Stay in the car, I'll go down and have a look."

Yang Feng rushed to Jin Mingxi to exhort him, and at the same time raised the tent, so that the inside of the car is a safe and airtight space.

So careful!Jin Mingxi felt sweet for a while, and said, "Be careful."

"rest assured."

Jin Mingxi thought of Yang Feng overturning the Hummer with one hand, but he didn't worry much.

Yang Feng got out of the car, locked the door, and walked to a few big rocks with the help of the car lights.

It was no different from the plot in the film and television drama. A group of people came out, not to mention that there were fifteen men, carrying guns and dancing sticks, in strange shapes.

There are bald heads, colorful hair, different fat and thin, some pierced dragons and tigers, tied with gold chains, and middle school students in school uniforms.

A dozen people scattered and surrounded Yang Feng and the car.

Yang Feng shook his head. These people are not enough to stuff their teeth, but they can have fun.

Yang Feng remembered that after the manipulator was upgraded, he added a simultaneous translation function, so he said something.

"Hehe, do you want to say: I drive this mountain, and I plant this tree. If you want to cross this road, you will leave it to buy money."

What the robot translates in the past is the authentic South Goguryeo language.

A group of people was stunned.

Doesn't this guy understand his situation?Why is he so calm?

The leader has a big waist and round waist. He is a bald scoop. The bald scoop stabs this scorpion. He carries a mace and wears a black leather vest covered with rivets.

He frowned and looked at Yang Feng, holding a mace with one hand and stroking his bald head with the other.

"Hey, do you want money or death?"

This servant had some insight, and found that Yang Feng was not his compatriot, and was afraid that Yang Feng would not understand him, so he chose English.

Yang Feng has no problem communicating in English. He smiled: "Are you rich?"

"What?" The leader didn't understand.

"If you don't have money, you will be in trouble!" Yang Feng said with his hands on his hips in a round tone.

"Asshole, what do you mean, don't know how to write dead words?"

"Hey," Yang Feng smiled, "A great man once said that people must be self-aware. I have already made it clear that you can buy your life with money. If anyone is embarrassed, hehe, that would be embarrassing. "

"court death!"

The leader waved his hands and shouted loudly, but he leaped back.

Today this fat duck is a bit unusual. As a leader, of course, he can't charge and fall into battle at the first time. The one who charges into the battle at the first time is called cannon fodder.

However, just after a thought, there were only two people left.

Everything else fell down, rolling, groaning, and groaning all over the floor.

The two survivors were sweating and did not dare to step forward.

The leader's chin almost fell.

It's no wonder that this combat power is confident.

At this time, Jin Mingxi who was sitting in the car finally breathed a sigh of relief, but saw Yang Feng beckoning at him. She didn't know why, so she opened the door and got out of the car.

"Please watch the play."

When the leader saw Jin Mingxi, who was wearing a simple dress, he was shocked, but unfortunately, this is not the time to appreciate beauty.

Jin Mingxi came to Yang Feng on tiptoe and looked at him admiringly.

Yang Feng accepted the worship with a smile, and waved his hands at the two survivors. The two of them shook suddenly and backed back again and again.

"Relax, relax, I promise not to hit you two."

"Why... why." One of them was not sure.

Yang Feng said seriously: "You are on the ground, who moved the big stone."

"I'm down!" The two guys staggered for a long time.

Jin Mingxi couldn't help but laugh again, the husband was too funny.

Yang Feng cast his eyes on the leader: "Don't pretend, is it important, let it go!"

The leader glanced at the mace and thought for a while. This is definitely a step. He can't be muddled and can't let the opportunity slip away. So he almost didn't hesitate to throw away the mace and squeezed it out more than crying. Ugly smiley.

"Come here." Yang Feng hooked up.

"Hi." The chief laughed.

"Name."

"Song Zhongji."

"I'll go." Yang Feng kicked, "Just like you, still Song Zhongji?"

"Same name, same name only."

"Do you have money?"

"Huh?" Song Zhongji couldn't keep up with Yang Feng's rhythm, "a little bit."

"I'm in a hurry, let's put it this way!" Yang Feng raised his eyebrows at Song Zhongji: "How much do you think your life is worth?"

"Life is priceless!" Song Zhongji said.

Yang Feng smiled: "Then take one million eight hundred thousand."

"I don't have any."

"It's not good, I will give you a clear price for the parts on your body." Yang Feng pointed to the bald scoop, "This head is 200,000 yuan."

"Hero, I really don't have money." Song Zhongji knelt down on his knees: "If I have money, I don't engage in unprofitable business. And these brothers, the big guys are the children of poor people. Easy!"

"Damn, you still sing a drama with me."

"No, no, what I said is the truth."

"The truth is, if I don't have the power to bind the chicken today, wouldn't I let you kill it?"

This is the truth, Song Zhongji is unable to refute.

"We only ask for money, not to kill. Moreover, we will leave enough money for the other party."

"So particular?" Yang Feng smiled and shook his head: "Be so particular, it doesn't seem great for me to be aggressive."

"That's it, I won't dare anymore, we must change our minds and become human again."

"Come here."

"No."

"I want you to come over."

Song Zhongji bitterly, moved his knees, and came to Yang Feng.

"This scorpion is good."

Song Zhongji would not know that Yang Feng was saying anyway, and immediately stated: "Wash it off when you go back."

"Don't be so troublesome, I'll help you." The mechanical hand wiped Song Zhongji's bald scoop, and amid his horrible howls, the top of his head was completely bloody, but the scorpion tattoo was gone.

The two were frightened with fright. This sturdy young man not only removed the tattoo on the top of the boss's head, at the same time, he also wrote a bloody "death" on it.

The leader asked him if he knew how to write dead words, and now he used this to respond to the leader.

Song Zhongji was so painful that he almost fainted, and he was half dead, and Jin Mingxi couldn't bear it.

Yang Feng blows off the blood drops on the manipulator's hands, and rushes to say: "A body search, only cash."

Hello, how dare not to follow, collect them one by one and submit them.

These guys don't have much money, and the hiding place is even more exotic, there is no shortage of underwear-in the pants, in the shoes.

Looking at the pile of gross tickets that were finally found, it was obviously warm, Yang Feng shook his head: "Go away, move away the stone."

Hearing this, it means that the god of plague is going to leave. Regardless of the severe pain on the top of his head, Song Zhongji screamed, "Get up for all the angry."

As a result, they all got up.

"Line up!"

The painful men were divided into two rows. Song Zhongji was the first one, and together with the two uninjured men, they pushed aside three boulders.

Yang Feng nodded and said to Jin Mingxi: "Let's go, get in the car." His right hand grabbed a small hand.

Jin Mingxi blushed and pulled out.

Yang Feng shook his head, he was abrupt and terrified the little beauty.

Yang Feng didn't want to push when he saw a beautiful woman, but he picked up the basket and was the owner of the vegetables.

If he is really interested in the little beauty, it should be his left hand that reaches out.

The manipulator simulates again, and at most conveys the temperature of the opponent's fingertips, but she can't feel the throbbing in her heart.

In another twenty minutes, the car drove into a more dilapidated alley.

The car parked in front of a tube building.

That's right, it is Tongzilou.

Along the way, Yang Feng saw public washrooms and toilets.

"The place is not good, don't mind." Jin Mingxi said guiltily.

"I came here by myself, I can't blame others."

Yang Feng's smile has an affinity, and Jin Mingxi feels very comfortable.

"Furthermore, I want to see the most beautiful boy in your mouth."

Mentioning his younger brother, Jin Mingxi immediately smiled proudly.

"BenQ is definitely the most beautiful kid I have ever seen, not one of them."

"What does a boy want to be so beautiful? Not a fake mother!"

As soon as he said the words, Yang Feng knew that he had made a mistake, and quickly looked at Jin Mingxi. As expected, Jin Mingxi puffed up his cheeks: "Benji is a man!"

When he came to the door of a door, Jin Mingxi just took out the key, and a person's cry came from the door.

"Benji." Jin Mingxi's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly opened the door, but the door was locked from the inside.

Yang Feng's hearing is naturally not at the same level as Jin Mingxi. Is it true that Tian is jealous of the beauty, and the pseudo-mother is also interested in men?