The close-knit mad soldier of the beautiful president

Ye Feng kicked the man unconscious, took a deep breath, and restrained his murderous aura.

If this was a western country, I'm afraid Ye Feng would have already started killing as usual.

After that, Lin Xiaoxiao directly called someone to clean up everything here.

Then she contacted again and helped Ye Feng's family settle in a new residence.

Just as he was about to leave the courtyard, several black Mercedes-Benz cars stopped at the gate of the courtyard, and a father and son stepped out of the car.

It was none other than Zhao Wenchang and Zhao Longchen.

"It's you?" Lin Xiaoxiao saw the two of them, smiled and ignored them.

As expected of an old Jianghu, Zhao Wenchang has a very thick skin. He glanced at Ye Feng who had calmed down his anger, and then spoke respectfully.

"Mr. Ye, we've made up our minds."

Ye Feng smiled: "Have you thought about it?"

He clearly remembered the extortion of two to five billion yuan from Zhao's father and son.

"We are willing to pay [-] million!" Zhao Wenchang said, as if his body had been hollowed out.

You know, they have struggled all their lives, and they are only worth hundreds of millions, and most of the money is real estate. It is not an ordinary difficulty for them to spend [-] million.

But at this time, they made a compromise for the sake of their lives and the continued development of the Zhao Group.

Ye Feng smiled and patted Zhao Wenchang on the shoulder.

"Looking at you like this, even if you sell all of your Zhao Group, it will be difficult to make up [-] million yuan!"

"Otherwise, I don't want the 50.00 million yuan. My second sister, Ye Lin, has worked hard in the Zhao Group for many years and has made the Zhao Group flourish. Your Zhao Group will give [-]% of the shares to the second sister, and Let her serve as the chairman of the Zhao Group, and forget it!"

After Ye Feng finished speaking, he glanced at the relieved Zhao Wenchang with a half-smile.

Zhao Longchen still looked bruised and swollen from being beaten, he nodded and went to make arrangements immediately.

Although 50.00% is almost cutting off Zhao Wenchang's years of hard work, it is better than paying [-] million yuan, so the father and son not only have no hatred for the former, but also have gratitude for Ye Feng.

Zhao Wenchang immediately booked a restaurant to receive Ye Feng and others at the end. Lin Xiaoxiao had something to do, but because of Ye Feng's face, she naturally participated in it. With Ye Lin as the chairman, Lin Xiaoxiao will naturally cooperate with the Zhao Group , so Zhao Wenchang was also very happy.

After drinking for three rounds, Ye Feng asked Zhao Wenchang about the demolition team.

Zhao Wenchang spent almost his whole life in Beihai City, so he knew more about this kind of thing than Lin Xiaoxiao knew.

Zhao Wenchang, who was wearing a Tang suit, thought for a while, and then pointed out one side's forces;.

"The Zheng family in Chuzhou."

"The Zheng family?" Lin Xiaoxiao squinted her eyes and thought for a while: "The Zheng family has indeed been engaged in real estate development for the past few years, but they are basically in Chuzhou City, and rarely come to Beihai City for development. I didn't expect this demolition The strength behind the team is actually the Zheng family, no wonder they are extremely arrogant!"

"That's right, because the Zheng family in Chuzhou had a great person before, they are now in the limelight in Jiangnan, and they are at the height of the sun. It is said that even Wu Ao in Jiangnan has to bow his head when he meets the head of the Zheng family." Zhao Wenchang Said.

"Which amazing person?" Ye Feng asked.

This time it was Lin Xiaoxiao who answered first: "The third eldest son of the Zheng family, Zheng Zixing."

"Yes, Zheng Zixing has no business skills, nor is he very intelligent, but he is a martial arts wizard who is rare in a hundred years!" Zhao Wenchang said solemnly.

"Martial arts wizard?" Ye Feng nodded and wrote it down.

After the dinner, Zhao Wenchang and Lin Xiaoxiao went home respectively.

Ye Feng also took his family to the residence arranged by Lin Xiaoxiao.

The next morning, Ye Feng left the house.

Demolition team headquarters.

A group of burly men were all wearing bandages, sitting on chairs dejectedly.

Among them, surrounded by a middle-aged man with a gloomy complexion.

"Brother Zheng, the Zheng family must do their best to help us this time. Look at how miserable the brothers were beaten!"

The person who spoke at this time was Wang Biao who was beaten and disabled by Ye Feng for the first time.

The middle-aged man smiled, but clenched his fists tightly: "Don't worry, my Zheng family will definitely make a move this time, so that the kid who hit someone has nowhere to go! Let him know what is wrong with my Zheng family. What kind of fate!"

As the voice fell, the door of the demolition headquarters opened a gap, and a young man walked out without anyone noticing: "I want to see your Zheng family, what can I do?"

The young man spoke with a calm tone and a hint of disdain for the principal, as if Ruoda's Zheng family looked like an ant located in the south of the Yangtze River.

This is Ye Feng's arrogance!

No matter what martial arts wizard he is, no matter what Jiangnan family he is, as long as he angers Ye Feng, it will bring about a catastrophe.

Whoever dares to underestimate him will pay the price!
"Who are you?" The middle-aged man with a gloomy face suddenly turned his head and looked at Ye Feng viciously.

"Brother Zheng, he is..." Wang Biao looked horrified, and was about to speak when Ye Feng was already in front of the middle-aged man.

He raised his arm and swung it out suddenly.

Snapped!
The crisp sound of slaps rang out, and the middle-aged man's cheeks were swollen up, his body flew four or five meters away, and he lay unconscious on the ground.

After doing all this, Ye Feng left here calmly.

The next stop is Chuzhou City!
The Zheng family in Chuzhou.

The Zheng family, which was peaceful in the past, indeed has a new look today. The faces of all the Zheng family members were filled with happiness, and they all looked at the tall and straight young man in the center of the crowd.

That person is the future hope of the Zheng family and the greatest support of the Zheng family's generation!
Zheng Zixing!
A name resounding throughout the south of the Yangtze River, even the Northwest aristocratic family who is proficient in martial arts, after hearing Zheng Zixing's name, Ye Deng looked solemn.

He is the apprentice hand-picked by the number one martial arts master in China.

He is a martial arts heir who has hoped to be promoted to the realm of grand master in Huaguo for 30 years.

He is the pride of the Zheng family and a big shot in Jiangnan!
"Zixing, I'm very happy that you can take some time out of your busy schedule to visit me this time." The old man of the Zheng family stroked his beard on his chin and looked at this junior with a smile.

"Grandpa, although I have been practicing martial arts all year round, visiting you is an annual event!"

Zheng Zixing smiled, with an unconcealable pride and pride on his face.

"Yes, with you here, after our Zheng family, we can be regarded as the first family in the south of the Yangtze River! Hahahaha!" Mr. Zheng smiled very happily.

But at this moment, a faint voice floated out from the door, and spread directly in the hall, "Is it the first family? It's a pity that from today onwards, your Zheng family has no hope of establishing a foothold in the south of the Yangtze River!"