After the divorce, I was in charge of a billionaire family, and my ex-wife’s family cried out

"Lin Feng, if there is a way to heaven, if you don't go, if there is no way to hell, you will go to hell!"

After a brief shock, Zhao Hu calmed down, stood up and shouted at Lin Feng.

"Since you're here, don't even think about leaving alive!"

He bent down abruptly and dug under the sofa, and actually took out a small black pistol!

Holding the real guy in his hand immediately gave Zhao Hu a little more confidence.

He grinned ferociously and aimed his gun at Lin Feng.

Shouts sounded outside the door, and dozens of Baihutang thugs with baseball bats rushed forward.

One in front and one in back, instantly blocked Lin Feng in the office.

"It's just you?"

Facing those ferocious faces.

Lin Feng threw away the blood-stained tissue, with a trace of emotion in his eyes.

This scene is so similar to that in the imperial capital.

But he is no longer a young man, and he no longer needs to fight bloody fights with his bare hands.

"Hit me, hit me to death!"

Zhao Hu roared.

Suddenly, dozens of Baihutang thugs waved baseball bats and hit Lin Feng like a torrential rain.

The dense stick shadows were like a big net, almost completely covering Lin Feng.

The next moment, there was only a click.

Lin Feng's eyes were slightly cold, he smashed the corner of the mahogany table with one hand, and then put his five fingers together and waved forward!

Chi Chi Chi!

The hard and sharp mahogany fragments made a shrill sound of piercing through the air, and shot straight into the eye sockets of those Baihutang thugs!

Pig-killing screams followed one after another, accompanied by the muffled sound of eyeballs popping.

With a snap of the fingers, dozens of big men in suits fell down clutching their bleeding eye sockets, rolling and wailing in pain.

The magnificent office suddenly turned into a purgatory on earth!

"You want my life, I'll take away your eyes, isn't it too much?"

With one kick, Lin Feng forcibly kicked his way out of the big men in suits covering the ground.

He walked up to Zhao Hu in such a calm manner.

Cold sweat rolled down Zhao Hu's forehead like a stream.

His complexion has become extremely bleak.

Those bloodshot eyeballs protruded tightly, as if they were about to stare out of their sockets.

Devil, this is a devil who treats human life like nothing!

Rao is Zhao Hu who licks blood all the year round.

At this moment, he was also frightened to the point of trembling, and the desire to urinate surged in his crotch.

"Die, let me die!"

Returning to his senses in horror, Zhao Hu roared ferociously, and pulled the trigger at Lin Feng without hesitation.

Click!

Lin Feng's feet trembled, and a baseball bat next to his feet jumped into his hand like a living thing.

The strong wind swept past, and the stick shook suddenly.

The expected gunshot did not sound, but a severe pain, spreading from the wrist!

Zhao Hu lowered his eyes in disbelief.

His right palm hangs down limply, as if there is only a piece of flesh left connected to his forearm.

And that small pitch-black pistol has been torn apart, severely distorted, and reduced to a pile of scrap metal!

"Ah, ah...!!!"

Zhao Hu yelled miserably, clutched his right wrist, and staggered back again and again.

His back tightened suddenly, but he retreated to the wall, and there was no way to retreat.

"Lin Feng, do you know the consequences of killing me? I belong to Master Li!"

Zhao Hu yelled bitterly.

"...The taste is really strong, you actually have an affair with Li Tianlong?"

Lin Feng frowned slightly, and slowly raised his hand: "If I kill you now, will Li Tianlong cry for your grave?"

"you you!"

Zhao Hu was choked half to death, almost spat blood, his face was distorted in anger.

"Lin Feng, there is no quarrel between us, right? I didn't even ask you to settle the score for hurting Daozi!"

He gritted his teeth and said, "You and Jiang Youruo are also divorced, so even if I touch her, it has nothing to do with you, right?"

"what do you want to say in the end?"

Lin Feng glanced at Jiang Youruo, who was in disheveled clothes on the sofa, and kicked Zhao Hu to the ground.

"Lin Feng! The Shen family is about to die, old man Shen won't live long, Lu Ningxiang can't support Tianyin Capital at all!"

Zhao Hu clutched his abdomen, tearing up from the pain, retching uncontrollably.

He raised his head with difficulty, gritted his teeth and said: "If you are smarter, you can join us, so as not to incur the disaster of killing yourself!"

"Finished?"

Lin Feng shook his head and reached out to grab Zhao Hu's back collar.

Throw it behind your desk like a chick.

"It's over, then lose money."

"What, what?"

Zhao Hu screamed when he was thrown, lying on the boss chair with a bruised nose and a swollen face.

"During the financing meeting, you broke the medicine bottle that my master left me, and you forgot it so soon?"

Lin Feng tapped the table with his fingertips.

"If you break something, you have to pay for it. Kindergarten children know the truth. Didn't your family teach it?"

The voice fell.

Zhao Hu's eyes were wide open, and he was dumbfounded.

His heart is full of galloping horses at this moment.

Staying awake in the middle of the night, he single-handedly entered the headquarters of Baihutang, and even disabled Lao Tzu's right palm.

In the end, Nima was just for a broken medicine bottle? ! !

Zhao Hu's molars creaked after biting, and his face turned green.

If I had known that Lin Feng valued that broken bottle so much, I shouldn't have owed it and smashed it.

"...Okay, tell me the number, if I, Zhao Hu, blink, I will be your grandson!"

Zhao Hu shouted angrily.

"How can the things left by my master be measured by money?"

Lin Feng frowned, and kicked Zhao Hu again to kneel down.

"Then you fucking want me to lose money?!"

Zhao Hu was trembling with anger, feeling aggrieved in his heart.

As the underground emperor of Haicheng, how had he ever been humiliated like this?

In the past, he, Zhao Hu, was the only one who could handle others.

He never expected that there would be a day when someone would manipulate him in the same way.

"If you don't lose money, then pay with your life."

Lin Feng shook his head and said.

"Pay, I'll pay right away, I'll pay whatever you want!"

Trembling, Zhao Hu took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket: "I can transfer the money right away!"

"Since you are not short of money, a mere billion is nothing, right?"

Lin Feng said lightly.

I, Nima, dare to ask me for a billion for a broken medicine bottle? !

Zhao Hu was so angry that he wanted to scold his mother.

That broken bottle, even if it was made of gold letters, is not worth a billion!

But facing Lin Feng's indifferent gaze, Zhao Hu obediently shut his mouth again.

In order to save his life, no matter how painful it is, he can only transfer the money honestly.

With a ding, a bank account information came.

Lin Feng took out his mobile phone, looked at it, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Don't touch anything indiscriminately in the future, I'm afraid that no matter how much money you have, you won't be able to afford it."

Lin Feng put away his phone, his expression changed slightly, and he looked outside the door.

The sound of dense footsteps approaching from a distance.

Immediately afterwards, a group of tall figures walked in.

"Mr. Lin, Miss asked me to bring someone to help you...Uh, it seems that we are late."

The leader is none other than Uncle Yu.

He glanced around and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw everything clearly.

"Thanks, I'm done."

Lin Feng smiled and nodded, feeling warm in his heart.

"Then Zhao Hu...?"

Uncle Yu fixed his eyes on Zhao Hu, and made a gesture of cutting his throat.

Lin Feng hesitated for a while, but before he could respond, he heard an angry shout from behind.

"Lin Feng, stop it!"

Turning his head to look, Lin Feng's face suddenly changed.

Jiang Youruo, who came back to life, was wrapped in a torn black evening dress and walked over angrily.

"Why do you want to do this!"