"Zhi Yong, or else... This phone is still not answered. He will call you, can you have any good things?!" Zhao Yu whispered softly.

The shocking color seen in Wu Zhiyong’s eyes made Zhao Yu realize that Wu Zhiyong was somewhat afraid of Ji Feng. Even though Wu Zhiyong did not realize it himself, Zhao Yu knew that perhaps in the heart of Wu Zhiyong, he had already deeply feared Ji Feng.

... Wu Zhiyong, was scared by Ji Feng.

Therefore, Zhao Yucai advised Wu Zhiyong, since he was afraid, then don’t pick up Ji Feng’s phone. Why do you have to take it for himself?

However, Wu Zhiyong flashed a gloomy color in his eyes, Shen Sheng said: "Hey! The more difficult it is, the more I have to pick up the phone. Otherwise, he thought I was afraid of him!"

Zhao Yu shook his head slowly, but did not say anything.

"Humph!"

Wu Zhiyong snorted and pressed the answer button to put the phone to his ear, but did not rush to speak.

There is no sound in the handset.

The phone was connected but no one spoke. This scene is very weird. Zhao Yu looked at it, but he was worried about Wu Zhiyong. He could only quietly give Wu Zhiyong a wink.

But Wu Zhiyong is a sinking face, cold voice: "Speak!"

Ugh!

Zhao Yu sighed in the heart, she did not expect Wu Zhiyong to be so unsettled, although this is just a phone call, it can be seen that the two are obviously in the competition between the two, whoever talks first, who has lost the confidence.

I thought that because of my own words, Wu Zhiyong first spoke, Zhao Yu once again sighed, Wu Zhiyong was guilty.

Because he didn't want others to think that he was afraid of Ji Feng, but in fact, this unreasonable move is enough to prove that he is already afraid of Ji Feng in his heart.

Just as Zhao Yu’s heart sighed, Ji Feng’s voice passed through the receiver: “Wu Zhiyong, come down!”

Wu Zhiyong couldn't help but get down? Where is it coming?

He whispered, "What do you mean?"

Ji Feng said faintly: "I am in your mistress's hotel lobby, come down!"

Wu Zhiyong suddenly panicked in the heart, his eyes suddenly shrank, just wanted to talk: "How do you..."

Snapped!

"Beep beep..."

A busy tone from the phone clearly told Wu Zhiyong that Ji Feng simply hanged the phone without waiting for him to talk. This suddenly made Wu Zhiyong’s heart raging, and then he got up, his face Instantly become iron blue, biting his teeth, with anger that can't be concealed in his eyes, it's just like eating people.

"... bastard!"

It’s been so silent for more than a minute, and Wu Zhiyong suddenly burst into a roar, and the blue veins in his neck rise and hate thick!

Zhao Yu was shocked and hurriedly asked: "Zhi Yong, what did he say?!"

Wu Zhiyong said: "This bastard... In the lobby below, he even came to the door. It was riding on my neck and pulling it, it was so arrogant!"

"He, is he downstairs?" Zhao Yu stunned.

"...hey!" Wu Zhiyong angered to the extreme, snorted, and stood up and went outside.

Zhao Yu quickly called him behind, but Wu Zhiyong did not seem to hear it, just strode out and quickly walked out of the room.

"Ugh!"

Zhao Yu's helpless face, she quickly picked up the phone from the next table and dialed a number, just said in a hurry: "Ji Feng came... He came to Zhiyong, and now Zhiyong has gone down! ”

......

"Old, third, we just came to the door directly, isn't that good?"

In the lobby of the hotel, Ji Feng and Ji Shaojun are sitting in the rest area, and Jiu Feng's old **** is sitting there. His eyes are closed and seem to be asleep. It is extraordinarily casual. Ji Shaojun, who can sit next to him, is somewhat uncomfortable. In any case, Wu Zhiyong is also a level with Ji Shaodong. Ji Feng can ignore Wu Zhiyong, but he has some bottomless.

Ji Feng’s eyes didn’t open, but he said faintly: “What happened here? Can Wu Zhiyong still eat you?”

Ji Shaojun’s face was red, saying: “He dares!”

Ji Feng asked: "Are you afraid?"

"What are I afraid of!"

Ji Shaojun suddenly said: "If you are too big, you will be dry, what are you afraid of!"

Ji Feng smiled and said: "Isn't that enough?! You are here waiting to watch the show slowly. From today, I will let you never fear Wu Zhiyong again!"

"Ah?" Ji Shaojun heard the words, can not help but feel a bit stunned, do not understand what Ji Feng means.

"Hey..."

At this moment, there was a sudden rush of footsteps on the stairs. Now it is not enough time to eat, so there are very few people in the hotel. This footstep sounds very clear. Ji Shaojun immediately looks back and suddenly feels tight. .

Ji Shaojun hurriedly touched Ji Feng, whispered: "The third child, Wu Zhiyong is down!"

Ji Feng opened his eyes and saw Wu Zhiyong sinking his face and stepping down the stairs step by step to come to them.

Ji Shaojun immediately stood up with vigilance. He stepped forward in front of Jifeng. Although he still had some fear of Wu Zhiyong, he did not want Ji Feng to suffer in front of Wu Zhiyong.

Ji Feng's eyes flashed a touch of praise, Ji Shaojun this person, although it seems that there is not much interest, but at least it is more about brotherhood, and knows unity, at this point he is much stronger than the season less.

People have shortcomings. The key is whether they can stand up in the righteousness. Ji Shaojun is obviously a deficit in the section, but in general it is still good.

"Ji Feng, come to me to come to me, what do you want to do?" Wu Zhiyong stared at Ji Feng, coldly asked.

Ji Feng smiled and stood up. He opened the quarter and went to Wu Zhiyong. His head is higher than Wu Zhiyong. Therefore, standing in front of Wu Zhiyong is completely a kind of overlooking posture, which makes Wu Zhiyong very Uncomfortable, subconsciously stepped back.

Seeing the sneer smile of Ji Feng mouth, Wu Zhiyong suddenly felt humiliated. His face sank and he just wanted to talk, but he was suddenly interrupted by Ji Feng.

"After a while, did you go to Jiangsu and Zhejiang?" Ji Feng asked.

"...What about?" Wu Zhiyong asked coldly: "Where do I go, do I still need to report to you?"

"Of course not, but if you are going to give me a ghost, I can't leave it." Ji Feng said faintly, "I ask you, is there anything in Jiangsu and Zhejiang that has something to do with you?"

Wu Zhiyong snorted: "If you come to me, just to ask these boring questions, then you can go now, I have no time to spend with you here!"

Ji Feng gave him a look: "Why, dare not do it? Or, you are so gutsy?"

Wu Zhiyong suddenly got angry. He suddenly became angry and said: "I am related to me, then what?"

"Hey!" A crackling sound.

Wu Zhiyong took a slap in the face, this slap in the face is great, and Wu Zhiyong will be hit in an instant. If it is not holding the sofa back next to him, Wu Zhiyong will definitely fall to the ground.

"How do you say?!" Ji Feng asked faintly.

"..."

Wu Zhiyong is awkward.

He did not think that Ji Feng would have slap him a slap in the face, even... even a little excuse and no head.

This sudden slap, Wu Zhiyong’s brain can’t be turned almost directly!

The next moment, a strong sense of humiliation, spread from Wu Zhiyong's heart, he suddenly turned red, his eyes flashed a stern color, full of killing stare at Ji Feng, whispered: "Ji Feng Do you want to die?!"

"Hey!" It was a loud noise.

On Wu Zhiyong’s face, he was once again slap in the face. This time, Wu Zhiyong was planted on the ground with a pumped one!

Ji Feng said faintly: "You don't want to put me to death twice, but...I am dead?"

Wu Zhiyong squinted and the whole person was a little dizzy.

Since Ji Feng hit him, he naturally wouldn't be merciless. Although he didn't use bioelectric current, the power of Ji Feng's arm was not what Wu Zhiyong could bear. He was beaten by his head and had some hair in front of him. Black, not to mention the response to Ji Feng.

Ji Shaojun also stunned.

He stared at Wu Zhiyong and looked at Ji Feng, very incomparably.

The third child, he actually... continually fanned Wu Zhiyong’s two slaps, still in the public!

Is this going to be desperate? !

What is the most important thing for the son? It’s not money, it’s not force, but his face, but now, Wu Zhiyong doesn’t say anything, his face can’t be gone, and Ji Feng’s two slaps are slap in the face, squeaking, this is for Wu Zhiyong. In this case, it is even more serious to kill him!

The third child is too... too fierce!

Ji Shaojun had some reactions, but he couldn't think of it. Ji Feng said that he would meet Wu Zhiyong today. So... is this going to be his?

The ‘will meeting’ in Ji Fengkou’s slap is actually a slap in the face?

"……Son of a bitch!"

Wu Zhiyong finally woke up, he squinted, his eyes were red, staring at Ji Feng, his eyes were full of grievances and sorrows: "Ji Feng, I want you to die! You will regret it..."

"Snapped!"

Wu Zhiyong’s words, along with Ji Feng’s slap in the face, were completely beaten back, and he was directly slap on the sofa by Ji Feng’s slap, and his legs were soft. With a slap in the head, the station can't stand up!

Ji Feng asked faintly: "How do you say!?"

"..."

Wu Zhiyong has no idea how to answer it. In fact, he has already been almost fainted by the three slaps. Even if he is not fainted, he will definitely be tortured to death by this intense humiliation!

After three consecutive slaps, Ji Feng did not start again. He knew his own strength. If he started again, Wu Zhiyong would have to go to see Wang.

However, this does not mean that things will be finished here!

......