Supreme Medicinal God

Ye Feng walked past coldly: "I am the boss here, you let go of Xiao Wang, what are the requirements to charge me."

The leading red hair looked at Ye Feng contemptuously, seeing Ye Feng so young, "You are the boss of the city? I remember being a middle-aged man, how could it be you?"

Ye Feng said with a sneer: "Your companion fell and asked the boss to make a claim. I am not the boss. Will I take the initiative to lose money to you? Am I not a fool?"

Listening to Ye Feng saying that he would lose money, Hong Mao looked at several companions and showed an evil smile.

"You are brave enough to stand up."

"I don't know, what does this handsome guy call me? Am I paying you cash or a check?"

A little rogue next to him said aggressively: "You are a foreigner, our Zhu Gongzi is unknown in Jiangnan City, lose money quickly, don't be wordy."

"Oh, it turned out to be a pig son, I don't know if you want me to pay me less money?"

"A cash check is fine. If you are so honest, you can lose half a million."

Ye Feng laughed: "Okay, there are half a million, please accept it."

Ye Feng shook his wrist, took out a piece of white paper from the medicine king ring, quickly wrote a large half-million on the paper, and handed the white paper to Hongmao.

Several little hooligans were stunned, and Hong Mao suddenly had a kind of rage.

The onlookers laughed, and Xiao Wang couldn't help but laugh, no matter whether he would annoy Zhu Gongzi, he laughed.

Laughed by everyone, the red-haired Zhu Gongzi's face suddenly turned red like pig liver. He hated tearing the piece of paper into pieces and roared: "You mother, your boy dare to play me..."

He hadn't finished scolding. Ye Feng raised his hand and slapped him on the mouth. It seemed that Ye Feng didn't use force, but that slap had hidden power. How could ordinary people bear it.

Zhu Gongzi slanted out to the side like a stone, with a mouthful of blood spouting, white flowers and white spots in the blood mist, it was his front teeth.

After this palm hit, Zhu Gongzi lay on the ground, screaming like a pig.

Seeing that Red Hair was knocked down by Ye Feng's slap, many people secretly clapped their hands, and some sighed, worrying for Ye Feng. This kid didn't know that the sky was thick and thick. This son of Zhu was the son of Jiang's richest man, Zhu, how could he fight it?

This kid is all over.

It is a pity that this young man is quite handsome.

Alas, lad, run quickly.

Several hooligans saw that the boss was beaten, and their blood was all over their face. They changed their faces one after another. They drew a sharp dagger from their waists, aimed at Ye Feng, and surrounded Ye Feng in the middle.

The onlookers saw the little hooligan holding a knife and surrounded Ye Feng, worrying more about Ye Feng.

Some girls made alarms, some quietly called the police, and some were so scared that they ran away, fearing that they would be affected by the pond fish.

Someone shouted, "You can't mess up, you have called the police."

"Young man, you run fast."

The hooligans stared at the crowd, gesturing with a sharp dagger in their hands. Everyone dared to speak out. The gangsters headed by red hair were all evil and fierce generations. They dared to do anything bad.

The little hooligan who fell a little dizzy said fiercely: "Boy, you dare to beat our boss, you are dead, there is a kind of registration."

Ye Feng smiled: "My surname is killing, the pig killer. The two of us are so destined, your boss called the pig son, I am the pig killer. You and the pig son are also pigs?"

Knowing that Ye Feng was laughing at his brothers, a few rogues gritted their teeth with hatred.

These people usually dominate in Jiangnan City. No one dared to laugh at themselves like this. This foreigner really ate the leopard.

They glanced at each other, and one by one showed a fierce look, thrusting a sharp dagger at Ye Feng.

Xiao Wang was worried for Ye Feng, but he was so weak that he couldn't do anything. He took a badminton racket and hit it indiscriminately. No one could.

Lu Qingqing knew that Ye Feng was terrible, but she also pinched a handful of sweat. She had just learned a little internal force and held a pair of badminton rackets to help Ye Feng fight.

Ye Feng threw a wink at her, as if to say, don't worry, I will play with them.

Ye Feng saw several hooligans rushing over with a knife, he did not dodge, but greeted him instead.

Some of the onlookers were so scared that they covered their eyes, thinking they would see Ye Feng being stabbed with blood. Some boys saw that these gangsters were too vicious, and they also held knives. call.

"Already called the police, the police will be here soon."

However, the scene later made everyone stunned.

The little hooligan took a sharp dagger and saw Ye Feng greet him, all showing contemptuous sneer, boy, you have to run away, maybe you can still live, but you dare to rush over and challenge our patience, you will not die.

Fluttering, fluttering, the hooligans stabbed one by one with a knife. Without a soft hand, they exerted all their strength, and wished to tie Ye Feng into a horse honeycomb.

However, each of them found that it was Ye Feng that they saw, but when the knife was inserted, that person was his companion.

The onlookers were all stunned. In their eyes, Ye Feng was among these little hooligans, just like walking, shrinking his belly, buttocks, shifting sideways, avoiding those sharp daggers.

The gangster's knives pierced their companions one by one.

For a time, the screams came one after another, and the hooligans were hit with knives, and blood spewed out of the knife like a fountain.

The daggers of these little hooligans are all very sharp and bloody, similar to the swords of army thorns. Anyone who gets a knife will lose half his life if they are not killed.

They were like evil spirits, squeezing each other, desperately stab each other's body, then widened their eyes one by one, and slowly fell.

The blood gathered around them to form a stream.

Lu Qingqing felt coldly moved her eyes. She knew that this must be Ye Feng's method to let these gangsters kill each other.

Ye Feng took a cigarette out of his arms, and after lighting it, took a light breath.

He smiled and said to the onlookers: "Everyone saw that they were killed by self-harming. It has nothing to do with me. My hand didn't touch the knife."

Xiao Wang looked puzzled and nodded excitedly, pointing at the surveillance above his head: "President Ye, we have surveillance here, they killed each other by themselves, it has nothing to do with you."

The onlookers also expressed their willingness to testify.

"I am willing to testify for you."

"I am willing too."

"We are all willing."

Hong Mao was stunned by Ye Feng's slap, and then he came to sober. He was scared and pale when he saw that his brothers who had been fighting with each other and died.

Although he is a rogue, he is a wise man, knowing that it is absolutely related to Ye Feng.

(End of this chapter)