The personal master of the stunning president

Chapter 77 The Man Without Taste
Wang Long himself didn't know why he would tell the truth, but he knew that if he messed up the matter, not only would he not get the villa and 100 million yuan, but when Mr. Zhao was angry, he would let himself die without a place to bury him.

That's why Wang Long started desperately, but just now he suffered a big loss in Leng Feng's hands, Wang Long didn't dare to attack Leng Feng, and naturally set his target on Hua Jieyu, who had no power to restrain the chicken.

Hua Jieyu originally thought that Leng Feng's impulsiveness would only make things worse, but after seeing the magical reversal of the plot, he let out a long sigh of relief, but he did not expect that Wang Long would Grabbing the dagger, he rushed towards him, his face changed, and he began to retreat subconsciously!

"I'll kill you." Wang Long had already rushed to Hua Jieyu's side at this time, and after saying something with a ferocious expression on his face, he pierced Hua Jieyu's chest with a gleaming dagger.

No matter how capable Hua Jieyu was, he had never experienced such a danger before. While his pupils suddenly shrank into needlepoints, he could only watch helplessly as the dagger with the breath of death got closer and closer to him.

"Be careful..." At the moment when the dagger was about to plunge into Hua Jieyu's body, Leng Feng rushed to Hua Jieyu's side, hugged Hua Jieyu, pushed Hua Jieyu to the side, and at the same time mercilessly He kicked Wang Long in the stomach.

"Why so soft." Seeing Wang Long spitting blood and flying out, Leng Feng breathed a long sigh of relief, but felt an extremely soft breath coming from his hand, his heart swayed, and his fingers couldn't help it. moved.

Hua Jieyu hugged Leng Feng's strong arm, feeling an indescribable security, but when he felt that Leng Feng's hand was pressing where it shouldn't be, he frowned and wanted to break free from Leng Feng's hand. maple.

"Hmm..." But when Leng Feng's finger moved, the itch like an electric shock surged into his heart, Hua Jieyu couldn't help but let out a heart-warming moan, and his face turned red immediately Like persimmon, he pushed Leng Feng heavily and looked at Leng Feng angrily.

"This is the advantage of a young woman, her skin is slippery and her body is soft and easy to push down." Leng Feng smiled evilly, but pretended not to see Hua Jieyu's murderous gaze, and looked up at Wang Long who had been pushed to the ground by Zhao Yong and others .

Wang Long's attempt to kill in public has violated the law, and what awaits him will be the severe punishment of the law. In addition to his own kick, Wang Long has been secretly injured. Wang Long will never survive a year , Leng Feng did not continue to deal with Wang Long.

"Leng Feng, come with me." Seeing that the crowd dispersed one after another, Zhao Yong had arranged for Wang Long to be sent to the police station. Hua Jieyu didn't care about Leng Feng's frivolity, so he came here with a sombre face. After one sentence, he turned his head and left.

"What are you going to do?" Leng Feng vaguely guessed what Hua Jieyu wanted to do, shook his head, and blocked Hua Jieyu's way.

"I'm going to find that bastard Zhao Xianglong. If he doesn't give me an explanation today, I'll never end with him." Thinking that Zhao Xianglong was the secret instigator of this matter, Hua Jieyu said angrily.

"If Zhao Xianglong said that he didn't know about this matter, Wang Long is planting..." Leng Feng looked at Hua Jieyu with a playful face: "Or, Zhao Xianglong beat him up, saying that we are on his head Buckle the shit basin."

"This..." Hua Jieyu faltered for a while, and his momentum suddenly weakened.

"The breasts are quite big, but it's a pity... Alas..." Leng Feng shook his head and sighed, and after seeing Zhao Yong greeted him, he walked over with a smile on his face.

"Is this bastard calling me big-breasted and brainless?" Hua Jieyu thought of this, and looked at Leng Feng angrily, but felt that there seemed to be something left on his chest after being grabbed by Leng Feng. Itchy, but her pretty face was inexplicably reddened.

"Mr. Hua, don't you think that keeping your face sullen will accelerate the aging of your skin?" Sitting in the commercial vehicle, Leng Feng looked at Hua Jieyu with her pretty face tensed, looking rather obscene. There is a sentence.

"You bastard, you're the one who made me unhappy, yet you still run on me like this." Thinking of this, Hua Jieyu's chest swelled up again, but thinking of arguing with a hob like Leng Feng, it's really unbelievable. Losing his identity, he could only turn his head to the side in anger.

Feeling the phone in the bag vibrate, Hua Jieyu quickly picked up the phone, but after hearing the voice on the other end of the phone, he couldn't help but change his expression: "Xiaohua, you are waiting for me right there, I Come here now."

Putting down the phone, Hua Jieyu said to the driver eagerly, "Please turn around to Jiangbei No. [-] Middle School. My son has an accident. I have to go there."

"Hua Jieyu's child is in junior high school." Leng Feng looked at Hua Jieyu strangely: "Then she must be at least 40 years old, how can she take care of herself so well?"

"Mr. Hua, don't worry..." The driver nodded and comforted Hua Jieyu while driving fast.

Through the conversation between the two, Leng Feng learned that Hua Hua was adopted by Hua Jieyu six years ago, and because of Hua Hua, Hua Jieyu broke up with her boyfriend.

"Leng Feng, wait for me here, I'll come as soon as I go." Arriving at the gate of Jiangbei No. [-] Middle School, Hua Jieyu jumped out of the car before the car stopped, and entered the school gate worriedly.

Leng Feng felt that the car was too stuffy, so he got out of the car and lit a cigarette and started to smoke. Before he finished smoking a cigarette, Leng Feng saw three girls walking over with a thin boy behind him. .

Seeing the girl in Shamat's shape walking in the front, Leng Feng couldn't help but look enviously, lamenting the benefits of being young.

"Uncle, doesn't it look good!" The girl who killed Matt saw Leng Feng's gaze, frowned, walked to Leng Feng's side, and looked at Leng Feng provocatively.

"It's just a little girl with no breasts, no butt, what's so good about it." When someone accidentally called him uncle, Leng Feng naturally felt a little uncomfortable, and fought back unceremoniously.

"Are you looking for death..." The girl who killed Matt quit, her eyes bulged, and she pushed Leng Feng: "Who are you, do you know who I am?"

"Then who are you?" Leng Feng looked at the Shamat girl with a half-smile.

"It's useless to talk to a man who has no taste like you. Quickly, bring 500 yuan, and this matter will be over." But the girl who killed Matt stretched her white and tender palm in front of Leng Feng, as if to Leng Feng's 500 yuan is like giving Leng Feng face.

"You're so young, you don't learn well." Looking at the Shamat girl's body that had begun to take shape, Leng Feng couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"Believe it or not, my mother killed you." The girl who killed Matt felt that her majesty had been challenged, so she took out a fruit knife and made a beautiful knife on her fingertips.

"You really think that if you hold a knife, you're just messing around with society, don't you?" Leng Feng frowned suddenly, and there was a trace of coldness in his voice!
(End of this chapter)