The personal bodyguard of the beautiful president

Chapter 3 Who gave you the guts
Seeing those little brothers approaching constantly, Lin Qingxue's face turned cold.

She immediately stepped forward and pushed those guys away fiercely, she opened her hand to prevent them from passing.

Scarface touched his chin playfully, and he said to Lin Qingxue coldly: "Miss Lin, don't toast or eat fine wine!"

Lin Qingxue was incomparably annoyed, she shouted: "Your royal family has gone too far, you do what you want, do you really think that there is no kingly law in Yuncheng?"

"Wang Fa?" Scarface sneered when he heard these two words.

Scarface straightened his chest, strode up to Lin Qingxue, raised his hand high, and slapped her across the face.

"Snapped--"

Lin Qingxue tilted her head, and there was a blood-red slap mark on her cheek.

Scarface snorted proudly: "There is no royal law in Yuncheng, only the Wang family."

He really didn't have the slightest intention of sympathizing with her, for such a beautiful woman, he would hit him whenever he wanted.

Lin Qingxue's mouth slowly spilled a trace of blood, as if she knew that she couldn't stop Scarface and the others today.

She took out a sharp knife, pointed at Scarface first, and then put the tip of the knife against her neck.

"If you want to carry the coffin away today, then I will die with you."

Lin Qingxue's eyes were full of determination.

Scarface mocked with a smile: "Hehe, are you still playing this trick with me?"

Scarface didn't even think about it, he raised his foot and kicked Lin Qingxue's lower abdomen.

She felt great pain, she couldn't stabilize her body and fell to the ground, even the dagger in her hand fell to the ground.

Scarface mocked mercilessly: "Miss Lin, you can't even hold a knife steadily, what can you do to stop me?"

Scarface was too lazy to pay attention to Lin Qingxue, his task today was to bring back Lin Zhanhai's coffin.

He was about to order his men to carry the coffin away.

At this time, an abrupt voice came from the door: "Excuse me, is this the Lin family?"

Qin Feng looked at the white cloth hanging all around, and the coffin was still parked in the Mingtang. He also saw the portrait of his elder brother Lin Zhanhai.

It seems that this is the right place.

Under everyone's gaze, Qin Feng walked into the Ming Hall, ignoring Scarface and others, and walked silently in front of the coffin of the portrait.

There was a faint sadness in Qin Feng's heart, and he recalled in his mind the days when he and Lin Zhanhai shared joys and sorrows in the army.

Qin Feng silently picked up three incense sticks from the table next to him and lit them, then bowed to Lin Zhanhai's portrait, and finally inserted them into the incense burner.

There are only six incense sticks in the incense burner, three are from Lin Qingxue, and the other three are from Qin Feng.

It's really funny, there are so many guests here, but none of them offered incense to Lin Zhanhai.

Scarface seemed to be unable to bear Qin Feng's being so defiant.

He snapped: "Hey, boy, who are you, get out of here, you have nothing to do here!"

However, Qin Feng gradually turned around, with overwhelming anger in his eyes.

He shouted loudly: "Who gave you the courage to make trouble in my elder brother's mourning hall!"

brother?Hearing this word, Lin Ziqian stared blankly, he had just offered incense to his father.

Could it be that this man is friends with his father?

"Which one is Mr. Qin Feng, this is the wreath you ordered, so let's put it here first."

Just as Qin Feng was confronting Scarface, a voice broke the silence.

At this moment, a staff member of the funeral home took a wreath and put it in the yard, and then left angrily.

This was booked when Qin Feng was in the taxi just now.

Scarface snatched the wreath, and he looked at the words Qin Feng Jingwan written on it.

He sneered and said, "You still dare to send a wreath to Lin Zhanhai, did you not take my words seriously?"

Without further ado, Scarface threw the wreath Qin Feng sent to the ground and stomped on it so hard that the wreath was crushed.

Lin Ziqian's expression was complicated. She only hated herself for being useless and letting bad people interfere in every possible way at her father's mourning hall.

Qin Feng watched this scene, his face gradually became gloomy to the extreme.

There was a fierce light in Qin Feng's eyes, and his eyes were tightly locked on the scarred face.

The corners of Scarface's mouth almost pouted to the sky, he didn't take Qin Feng seriously at all.

He raised his chin and said disdainfully: "Boy, I advise you to be sensible and disappear quickly, or I will clean up with you today."

However, he had just finished speaking, and he felt a black shadow approaching in front of him.

He didn't even have time to react, he only felt a sharp pain in his cheek.

He seemed to be hit by a high-speed car, and after spinning a few times in mid-air, he slammed heavily into the middle of the yard.

At this scene, everyone was dumbfounded.

Qin Feng's speed just now was too fast, he was like a ghost.

Even Lin Ziqian was a little surprised when she saw Qin Feng's skill. She had never seen her father have such a good friend.

Scarface fell to the ground and covered his cheeks, his side face was swollen like a pig's head at the moment, and the back molars were knocked out by Qin Feng.

Seeing the elder brother being beaten, the younger brothers were shocked and ran over to help him.

Qin Feng looked at his palm and patted it.

When Scarface heard this, a strong anger surged in his heart. He has been domineering for so many years, but no one has ever dared to do anything to him.

"Boy, you fucking dare to hit me, I will abolish you today."

Qin Feng noticed the only flower basket left in the yard, and pointed to the red flower basket with the word "Happy" written on it. He answered inappropriately and asked, "Are those red flower baskets sent by you?"

Scarface's heart sank, and he vaguely felt that Qin Feng was going to attack next.

But he still straightened his chest, "That's right, I gave it to you!"

At this moment, an unprecedented chill erupted from Qin Feng's body, and even the guests in the yard felt the temperature drop by several degrees.

"Whoosh—" Qin Feng's figure turned into a ghost again and rushed forward.

The younger brothers who were protecting Scarface were all knocked away by an invisible force and fell to the ground unconsciously.

Qin Feng grabbed Scarface's neck and lifted him up.

Scar's face was grim in pain, and he was almost out of breath.

Qin Feng walked up to Mingtang Lin Zhanhai's portrait with his scarred neck.

He picked up a brush from the table and drew a big inscription on Scarface's face.

Scarface trembled uncontrollably, as if the god of death had descended on his head.

He asked Qin Feng in a panic: "You...what are you going to do?"

Qin Feng said lightly: "Do you like giving wedding baskets so much? Since you damaged the wreath I sent, I will make you into a wreath now to pay homage to my elder brother..."

As soon as Qin Feng said this, the audience petrified.

Scarface roared almost angrily: "I'm from the Wang family!"

Who would have thought that Qin Feng showed an impatient expression, he stretched out his foot, and kicked the scarred face to the ground.

"In my eyes, there is no Wang family, only wreaths now!"

Scarface fell to the ground, looking at Qin Feng in disbelief, he shook his head frantically.

"Crazy, crazy!"

He looked at the guests in the yard, and asked for help: "Help me, I am from the Wang family, if I die here today, you will all be in bad luck."

The guests present were hesitant, Qin Feng was like killing a god, who would dare to come close to save someone.

They still don't think that Qin Feng dared to kill Scarface, at most it might be to frighten him.

However, Qin Feng tore off the jacket of Scarface, and he exposed his back.

Immediately afterwards, Qin Feng drew a few vigorous and powerful characters on the back of Scar's face.

"Mourning Lin Zhanhai, Qin Feng respects the couplet."

(End of this chapter)