C180 Are You Stupid?
C180 Are You Stupid?
Bang!
The two of them smashed their heads against each other, causing Zhou Haoyu to bleed profusely. Blood spurted out all over his face, but Qin Feng didn't even have a single bruise for a long time.
"Are you stupid!"
Qin Feng turned around and grabbed Zhou Hao's collar, and hit his head on Zhou Hao's head a dozen times consecutively. Then, he threw Zhou Haoyu, who was on the verge of fainting, onto the ground.
At this time, the old man walked towards Qin Feng as if he was slow to react.
"You are still unmoved after your disciple was beaten to such a state?"
Qin Feng turned around and looked at the old man.
"His life or death has nothing to do with me, I just want to know what you are protecting within your Ye Family, a little girl. Hehe, with an expert like you, how could you possibly defend this place with your life for a woman? If you tell me, I won't kill you, but I only have one chance, take good care of it."
The old man lowered his head and said with a cold smile.
Qin Feng smacked his forehead and suddenly found that Zhou Haoyu's master was like an old man with a cerebral palsy, giving him the opportunity as soon as he came.
He didn't even ask if the others were willing to accept it. Just giving them a chance was enough to make him feel annoyed.
This kind of old fogey, Qin Feng really did not want to fight. Traditional Chinese virtue respected the elderly and loved the young, but why did he have to be so harsh on Zhou Haoyu? He was born in the middle, neither old nor young.
"Old Daoist, I'll leave this old fogey to you. Stop hiding, I'm not here to look for you. You can't even deal with a small dog. Don't linger by my side in the future, it's embarrassing!"
With that, Qin Feng turned around and walked into the courtyard. The old man's expression changed and there was a sinister look on his face. With a few steps, his big hand turned into a claw and actually glinted with cold light as it clawed towards Qin Feng's neck.
This strike was enough to take his little life.
After the old Daoist saw this, he hurriedly ran out the door. Seeing that the old man's big hand was about to hit it, Qin Feng suddenly lowered his head and squatted down to tie the loose shoelace.
The old Daoist rubbed his eyes in disbelief. Such a sharp attack could be resolved with just a shoelace?
As expected of Boss Qin, he always acts like a new type of height, making it impossible to guard against.
Why are you still pretending when you're outside the door. Young Lord Ye is at home, do you dare to come in without slippers?
The vulture old man's heart also shook. Just now, it seemed like the opponent was just carrying a simple weapon, but he knew that the reason why he was able to dodge the attack at such a slow speed was because it was too profound.
Old man, let's spar for a bit. My family's Boss Qin wants to respect the elderly and cherish the young. At your age, he can't bear to fight with you.
As soon as the old Daoist appeared, he took off his coat. That was a Fan Sizhe nameplate that he bought with several thousand yuan worth of money. He couldn't afford to break it.
The moment he took off his jacket, the old man had no intention of delaying. He turned his hand, and with a sharp glint, he directly grabbed at the old Daoist's heart.
"Hey, what a great Black Tiger!"
The old Daoist abruptly jumped back and kicked his feet like a deformed baby eagle spreading its wings. His face was filled with dissatisfaction.
"White Crane Brilliant Wings!"
The old Daoist shouted and pounced towards his opponent.
The two old fellows began their battle in the courtyard. One side was cold and silent, while the other side was the type where the old Daoist was just talking.
After Qin Feng walked into the house, he took a cold shower. When he came out with the cigarette in his mouth, he looked outside and saw that the old Daoist was at a disadvantage and almost got seriously injured many times.
If it wasn't for that old man entering the mansion and his target being Qin Feng, the old Daoist would have died many times already.
However …
Qin Feng was not worried about the old Daoist's safety. This guy, with how much treasure he had, he could just casually take out one and kill him in an instant.
However, he was too stingy and did not dare to show off in front of Qin Feng, so after getting beaten up and getting injured, he did not bring it out to show off.
Half an hour later, the old Daoist returned, tattered and tattered. The old man had already disappeared, and even the half-dead Zhou Haoyu had somehow escaped.
The old Daoist entered the house with a dejected expression on his face. He took off his rags and threw them outside.
There were still traces of blood on his body. When he walked in, he noticed Qin Feng's vulgar face. His ears were pressed against Ye Meiyun's door as he eavesdropped. Sometimes, he would cover his mouth and his body would tremble.
"Boss Qin, that old guy was sent away by me."
The old Daoist washed the blood off his body and changed into his old torn clothes. He then sat on the sofa and said in annoyance,
After Qin Feng heard this, he lost his interest in eavesdropping. He turned around and said with a cold face, "You still have the face to say that he was let go by you?"
Walking up to the sofa, Qin Feng gave the old Daoist a kick. After he gave up his seat, Qin Feng sat down with a look of disdain on his face.
"Hey, Boss Qin, I'm older than him by ten years. Also, if I take out a treasure, I can scare him to tears. The key is, I've always been compassionate and I don't want to leave behind a blood debt."
The old Daoist said as he scratched his crotch with a very arrogant expression.
Qin Feng was too lazy to bother about this matter. After this incident, the other party should also know how powerful he was and wouldn't easily disturb him.
He felt that he was merciful enough. This was his first time coming here, and he was going to spare the other party's life. Next time, he would not hold back. As long as the other party showed up, he would not hold back.
He directly killed them and fed them to the dogs.
"How's the rental going?"
Qin Feng knocked on the table and reminded the old Daoist when he saw that his body was emptied and that he was about to fall asleep.
"Boss Qin, I think you should go rent it. I've been running for a whole day, and the moment I entered the door, they let me out. It's such a cold world, it's like looking at your face!"
With that, the old Daoist tilted his neck as if he was dead and started snoring.
Qin Feng frowned. He grabbed the toilet paper and directly stuffed it into his nose.
Sleeping and snoring in the living room had an impact on Meiyun.
He got up and went upstairs. Qin Feng was lying on his bed thinking about something.
Why, Zhou Haoyu said that he was protecting something within the Ye Family.
As for the old man, he knew more than him. He didn't even know what the matriarch had played.
Actually, he could have done some research, but he just didn't want to. Because his heart was only with Ye Meiyun, and nothing else mattered.
To protect Young Lord Ye, and to carry on the line of descent of the Qin Family, was the most important.
Thinking of this, Qin Feng licked his lips, then buried his head into the bed and fell into a dream.
The next morning, Qin Feng, who just came downstairs, saw Ye Meiyun walking around in the kitchen, wearing casual clothes, showing off her perfect figure.