The close-knit mad soldier of the beautiful president

The party who had hit someone turned into a grandson kneeling on the ground, and the person who should have been beaten up turned into a grandpa.

Dahe's mood is very complicated, but He Ma's mood is even more complicated.

"Do you know that this is the police station, and if you commit a murder in the station, do you know the consequences?"

Squinting his eyes slightly, He Ma has decided to let Ye Feng stay in the institute for a while.

"Who said I committed the crime? Police officer, you must speak with evidence. You can't conclude that I committed the crime just because this grandson knelt on the ground and made up a few words!"

"Hehe! There are cameras in this detention room. You can tell at a glance whether you have committed a murder or hurt someone. I advise you to admit it yourself, and I can give you a reputation of being frank and lenient." He Ma sneered.

"Camera?" Ye Feng pretended to be panicked and looked up. Just as He Ma showed a smug smile, Ye Feng asked suspiciously: "Didn't this guy say that you turned off the camera?"

"Huh?" He Ma's forehead darkened, and he glanced at Da He, wishing he could tear him apart.

"There are three testimonies here, all of which can prove that you committed a murder and injured others just now, and you still want to quibble, who can testify for you?" He Ma continued.

"Police... Police officer, I can testify that the three of them beat each other by themselves."

At this time, Li Daoru, who had always been non-existent, silently raised his hand, making He Ma show a smug face again, and it turned black again.

"I don't care if you have any evidence. Today I put my words here. If you hit my people, you can't get out safely. If you don't let you pick up your skin, I..."

"Do you also need a five-speed electric fan?"

He Ma expressed his emotions for a long time with a stern voice, but Ye Feng's sudden sentence made his emotions incoherent.

This time, He Ma finally didn't have the heart to argue with Ye Feng, turned around and left for a while, when he came back again, there were two more companions in uniform behind him, and three sizzling electric batons.

"Boy, get out of here honestly, let me beat you up, give my cousin a good apology, and I'll let you go, how about it?"

In order to strengthen his momentum, He Ma also turned on the switch of the electric baton while talking, so that the originally pitch-black electric baton began to emit a faint blue arc.

"You are courting death."

Ye Feng's face finally cooled down completely, and the killing intent in his body was no longer restrained, and he was released by him to his heart's content.

In the still hot detention room, it suddenly became the cold winter months. The eyes of the few people present who were still conscious, except Li Daoru, all began to look blank.

The trembling amplitude of the body began to appear from He Ma and the others, from the weak amplitude at the beginning, it gradually became a violent trembling clearly visible to the naked eye.

The three of He Ma, who were enveloped by Ye Feng's murderous intent, seemed to have fallen under the Nine Netherworld at this moment. In the sea of ​​blood, the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood filled the sky, all over their field of vision. The sense of fear even caused a person with a weak mind next to He Ma to pee his pants, and the smell emerged, but no one responded.

Ye Feng, who was about to completely destroy the will of these people with his killing intent, suddenly withdrew his terrifying aura.

In the aisle outside, footsteps began to sound.

"Mr. Ye, this way please, the distinguished guest you are looking for is inside."

"Ok!"

Because Ye Feng had heard the conversation between the stewardess and Wang Suo at the door, Ye Feng could tell that the first one to speak was Wang Suo's voice, and the second one who hummed was very strange.

Soon, three figures stepped into the detention room, and the lingering chill made them tremble all over. Wang Suolian said, "Why is it so cold in this scorching sun?"

The old man and middle-aged man who followed behind also frowned slightly after feeling the bone-chilling chill. Judging from the appearance of these two people, they were the two who had just left and waited at the train station.

"He Ma, what the hell are you three doing here?"

As soon as he entered the door, Wang Suo immediately noticed He Ma and the other three who were still a little dazed.

Ye Feng's killing intent just now brought them too much mental pressure, and even made one of them pee his pants. If it lasted for another minute, the will of the three of them might completely collapse and become mentally ill.

In a sense, the three Wang Suo who had just entered the door saved the lives of Ho Ma and the others.

After hearing Wang Suo's scolding, all the people trembled and woke up completely.

Looking around, looking around in a daze, He Ma's gaze once again fell on Ye Feng who was smiling all over his face.

"He's a demon, director, this man... No, he's not a human, he's a demon, and he wants to kill us."

The vivid picture of the sea of ​​blood resurfaced in He Ma's mind again, causing him to hug Wang's arm regardless of his image, and confided with an exaggerated expression.

Next to him, the two colleagues he brought were also talking about the fear that Ye Feng had brought to them just now.

"Are you crazy? This is Mr. Ye's distinguished guest, how could it be a so-called devil, let alone harm you."

Wang Suo shook off the snotty and tearful He Ma with some disgust.

"Mr. Ye? What Mr. Ye?"

Hearing this strange address and Wang's unusual behavior, He Ma couldn't help murmuring.

"In Jiangzhou, there can be several nobles surnamed Ye."

Wang Suo frowned, dissatisfied with He Ma's performance today.

In his impression, Lao He, who has been a colleague for many years, is an expert in flattering horses, why is he so lacking in vision today?
"Ye Family?" He Ma was taken aback, pointed at Ye Feng and said, "Is he a distinguished guest of Ye Family?"

In Jiangzhou, there are many people with the surname Ye, but when it comes to noble people with the surname Ye, there can only be one, and that is the Ye family.

As one of the four top Chinese families entrenched in Jiangzhou, the background of the Ye family is enough to be described as terrifying, and in this affluent Jiangzhou, it is even more like a giant.

"Impossible, how could this poor boy be a distinguished guest of the Ye family."

He Ma shook his head a little out of composure, unable to understand how this poor boy in the detention room, wearing tattered clothes, suddenly became a distinguished guest of the Ye family.

"This gentleman doesn't seem to be in a normal mood." The old man who entered the door glanced at the electric baton in Ho Ma's hand, frowned, and said, "Does Mr. He like walking around the institute with the electric baton so much? And these two gentlemen , also have this hobby?"

Hearing this, the hearts of the three of He Ma tightened up, thinking that just now they were going to use this electric baton to beat the distinguished guest of Ye's family, they couldn't help feeling chills.

He Ma held a trace of fantasy, looked at Ye Feng pleadingly, and explained forcefully: "Just now we saw that someone wanted to attack Mr. Ye, so we took weapons to protect Mr. Ye."