Sister, you miss me

boom!

The door fell.

It was not opened, but was directly attached to the door frame and buckled to the ground.

In the room, three pairs of eyes looked over.

In the smoke and dust, Yang Feng was majestic and murderous.

Three pairs of eyes, there are surprises, fears, and ignorance.

Junko Yanagi saw Yang Feng at a glance, broke free of Fujiwara's shackles, and threw himself into Yang Feng's arms, "Husband, why are you here? Someone bullied me."

"I know." Yang Feng nodded and patted her pretty back for comfort.

Yang Feng looked at the two of them as if looking at the dead.

There is even an acquaintance, Coffin Long sitting in a wheelchair. I really don't know where this kid has the courage to come to Yanagong Construction Engineering. Doesn't he know that even if it is soy sauce, it is a heinous crime.

Coffin Long saw Yang Feng and directly buried his head in his pants-crotch, acting as an ostrich.

Fujiwara Hiroo's five short stature, fading, he said with a handful of bangs: "Who are you?"

"Yang Feng, Yang Feng." Coffin Long introduced in a low voice, making vigorous gestures.

It's a pity that Fujiwara Hiroo shook his head: "I haven't heard of it. I guess he's a small character."

"Yes, it is indeed a small character, unknown to the people."

Immediately afterwards, Yang Feng's conversation turned, "But if you bully my woman, that is an inexcusable sin."

"It's a big tone, do you know who I am?"

"A mourning dog of a declining family." Yang Feng came to him with a blink of an eye and took his hand. "Is this hand touching my woman?"

"what?"

Fujiwara Hiroo did not react.

However, there was a scream immediately.

Yang Feng just took his hand and shook it slightly, and his arm broke.

Yang Feng did not continue to do it, feeling a bit bullish.

However, Hiroo Fujiwara, who was still flaunting his might just now, was dragging him as much as two-five-eighty-thousand, now it seemed as if a sheep had a seizure, shaking and shaking all over, painful.

"Are you served?"

"Not satisfied!"

"Stained my hands."

As he said, Yang Feng repeatedly wiped his hands on the shaved shirt, with a look of disgust.

"Ah----" Whether it was tolerable or unbearable, Fujiwara Koo pulled out his belt.

What is this, I'm afraid of you when I take off my pants!

Yang Feng was taken aback, but he understood in the next moment.

Fujiwara Hiroo's belt turned out to be a soft sword, with a sword like autumn water, as agile as a snake.

A sword stabbed, Yang Feng leaned back, a steel bridge, the soft sword and the edge of the sword swept across his nose.

Yang Feng flicked his fingers and screamed.

"Good sword." Yang Feng liked it in his heart.

Fujiwara's sword fell through, disappointed in the accident.

Following a sweep, the sword was wrapped around Yang Feng's neck, and Yang Feng flicked again.

The third trick is to stab.

This time Yang Feng didn't hide, but clamped the sword with the two fingers of his left hand.

Fujiwara Hiroo pushed his hand hard, and the soft sword didn't move forward.

Even people who don't understand martial arts can see the gap between the two.

But as the person involved, Fujiwara did not.

So his wrist shook, and the sword body produced a ripple, swinging towards Yang Feng's hand.

After all, Yang Feng was a body of flesh and blood. With a shake of his left hand, a few drops of blood leaked out of his skin while shaking the sword.

"Husband, are you okay!"

Junko Liu Sheng exclaimed, trying to step forward, but Yang Feng stopped it.

Outside the door, her secretary, Yumi Takeda, was still standing. Seeing the door fell to the ground, Yumi Takeda looked dazed.

In the office, there are still people drawing swords!

"Chairman, do you want to call the police?"

Yang Feng shook his head: "No."

"Count you acquaintance."

Fujiwara Hiroo said tuggingly that he was quite arrogant about his own skill. Just now his arm was torn off. He thought it was because he was not careful and followed this kid's way.

Unexpectedly, Yang Feng's next sentence made him almost vomit blood.

"Call the police, isn't it too cheap for him."

"you……"

Fujiwara Hiroo was trembling, and the few remaining hairs on his head were naturally windless.

"Boy, you are very lucky. It's been twenty years. I haven't drawn a sword for twenty years. Everyone who has seen me draw a sword is dead."

"From now on, you basically bid farewell to Jian."

"what did you say!"

The atmosphere is a bit stiff.

The coffin on the side lowered his head and curled his face.Fujiwara Hiroo hides it deeply, and Takashi Coffin doesn't even know that he hides it deeply, but what's the use of that.

Coffin Long saw Yang Feng alone and repelled the Ten Shadow Guards of the Liusheng family.

Therefore, he felt that Fujiwara Hiroo was dying or dying.

At this moment, to make his life easier, Coffin Long decided to turn to each other. Although his thigh was broken and the culprit was right in front of his eyes, however, this was definitely his last chance to hold his thigh. People were happy and said I'm not sure my life will be better in the future.

Fan the flames!Who won't?

"Mr. Yang Feng, we meet again!"

Coffin Long looked flattering.

This look stunned Fujiwara Hiroo and the two women.

Yang Feng wasn't so foolish. After a slap, Yang Feng knew what he was going to fart.

"Hehe, yeah, where do you not meet in life."

Seeing Yang Feng's sneer, Coffin Long felt his back feel cold.

"Mr. Yang Feng, please call the shots for me, I was forced."

"Yeah." Yang Feng nodded.

"What?" Fujiwara Hiroo stared at Coffin Takashi, gritted his teeth.

"Don't stare at me, bully a handicapped person, what a hero!" Coffin Long said with infinite grievance: "I have said that all the family's industries are unconditionally merged into Liusheng Construction Engineering. This is unanimously approved by the big figures. Do not believe."

"Coffin Long, you..."

"You have the ability, why don't you go to the emperor, the prime minister, and the theory of the three major families, you can bully and bully women! Even I look down on you!"

A villain is a villain, and he is a good one. With a counter-attack, his mouth is not generally neat.

Every sentence punishes the heart.

Yang Feng smiled.

Junko Yanagyu and Takeda are beautiful and dumbfounded.

Fujiwara Hiroo was completely angry: "Coffin Takashi, I know that you are the illegitimate son of Fujiwara Kanuo, but he has died violently, did you recognize the thief as your father because you didn't rely on it."

"I recognize the thief as the father, better than you, who can't recognize the situation and resist the situation!" Coffin Ryugyue said more and more vigorously, "Mr. Yang Feng is a person respected by the Emperor, the Prime Minister, and the three major families, and his woman is also something you can desecrate. ?"

"Nonsense, why don't I know."

"I don't know now?" Coffin Ryu raised his neck, as if he had a proud capital with a good master, "Fujiwara Hiroo, give you a piece of advice, please apologize!"

"Wishful thinking, shameless villain, I will kill you first!"

Hiroo Fujiwara said that he would do it with his hands, and stab the coffin on the wheelchair with a sword.

"Mr. Save me." Coffin Long shouted in fright, dodged from left to right.

Coffin Long was originally also a young generation of great talents, but now he is only passively beaten in a wheelchair.

Especially the weapon of Fujiwara Hiroo is a soft sword. This kind of weapon is not easy to play, but it is amazingly powerful.

Unexpectedly, the offensive angle is tricky, the opponent can't defend, of course it's self-confidence.

In the blink of an eye, Coffin Long's face was covered with blood, but he didn't hurt him.

Coffin Long hid, shouted, pleading eyes.

Yang Feng shook his head lightly: "If you want me to save you, see if you are worth it, and show your true strength."

Coffin Rong felt cruel, wasn't it just a splint on his leg, and one leg was still moving. Besides, it was not life and death, but the future.

After evading the opponent's group attack again, Fujiwara Hiroo was also panting and sweating profusely.

Not only did he hurt, but he was also angry and a little tired.

With a loud yell, Coffin got out of the wheelchair, grabbed it with both hands, and smashed it at Fujiwara Hiroo.

"Good job."

Hiroo Fujiwara stabbed with a sword and happened to pass through the wheel. The sharp blade brushed his face and shoulders, leaving two deep mouths of blood.

However, Coffin Long also made a fierce cry, yelled again, turned the wheelchair in his hand one direction, and pinned the sword.

"go to hell!"

Fujiwara Hiroo glared, set down his sword, and flew up.

This foot sinks vigorously, kicking the coffin long with a wheelchair.

However, Fujiwara Hiroo poke his left hand and easily retracted the sword, with the tip of the sword touching the throat of the coffin.

"Not convinced?"

"Unacceptable!" Coffin Long gritted his teeth, "If I hadn't hurt my leg, I would have the strength to fight."

"If it weren't for me to be twenty years old, you wouldn't be able to catch my three tricks." Fujiwara Hiroo shook his head, "let's give his last words!"

"No, come on!"

Coffin Long's neck also sent forward.

"You..." Fujiwara Hiroo gritted his teeth, "Do you really think I dare not kill you?"

"Enough performance, stop here!"

Yang Feng said lightly, and then Fujiwara Hiroo and Coffin Takashi looked over together.

Fujiwara Hiroo frowned, he couldn't see the young man in front of him.

Coffin Long was just wheezing and gasping, he just walked through the ghost gate just now, I hope he passed the exam!

The cold sweat on his forehead still exposed the fear in Coffin Long's heart.

Yang Feng nodded: "Coffin Long, you barely qualified today. I heard that you used to have a bad reputation."

"I understand, I understand, I must change my past and become a new man."

"I don't want to promise, I have to give you two promises."

"Mr. Please make it clear."

"One, from now on, you will never have a chance to rehabilitate; two, you accept the business of the Fujiwara family, and you are responsible to the Yanagyu family."

Wow, finally the bet is right!

Seeking wealth and danger, the ancients are not deceived!

Regardless of his injury or image, Coffin Long immediately fell to his knees: "Thank you, Mr. Grace, Coffin Long swears, from now on, he will do his best for the husband and the young lady, and die."

Junko Liu Sheng smiled slightly. She knew Yang Feng's strength and understood Yang Feng's methods, so she was not too surprised.

Takeda Yumi is different. She feels the arrogance of the world, looking at Yang Feng's back, the beautiful eyes are colorful.

Recalling the little ambiguity before, and what Yang Feng said, Takeda Youmei's heart that has never fluctuated before, unexpectedly rippled.

The pretty face seemed to be on fire.

Fortunately, everyone's attention is now in the office, otherwise the embarrassment will be great.

Coffin Long kept betting and swearing, almost kowtow, but Yang Feng waved his hand impatiently: "Stay and go."

"Yes, my subordinates understand."

The coffin retreated aside.

Fujiwara Hiroo couldn't help shaking his head, and cast infinite contempt at Coffin Takashi, "Coffin Takashi, you are also the son of Fujiwara Jinxiong anyway. How can he be so stubborn, even when he arrives in the underworld, he can hardly look at him.

"That's my business, worry about yourself first!"

Coffin Takashi sneered, he knew Yang Feng's methods, Fujiwara Hiroo was miserable today, and definitely more than one arm was broken.

Sure enough, Yang Feng spoke.

"Fujiwara Koo, come on, let you die convinced..."