urban wolf

Looking at the three women, Han Lin was full of surprises. The three of them sat here in silence, neither eating nor drinking. One of them held a handkerchief in his hand and embroidered back and forth.

Unable to bear it any longer, Han Lin asked, "What are you doing?"

"Embroidery~"

"Embroidered bird~"

"Embroidered mandarin duck~"

Han Lin was stunned by the thunder of these three girls. She was stunned for half a minute before she sighed, "Wow~ is it cross-stitch?"

But the three girls started talking on their own.The elder sister embroidered first and said: "Cross stitch? Was it introduced to China from France?"

"Sister, you are wrong. It is just cross-stitch. Even if it is a hundred characters, it is spread from China. They just reformed it. The Silk Road, Chinese culture has spread to many other countries, even Italy. The wide noodles are all from Lanzhou's ramen." Xiuniao replied to Xiuhua, but she looked out of the window from time to time, and looked at Ye Feng from time to time, and then checked to see if the bird in her hand was embroidered. Crooked.

"No way, Italian lasagna is wide, and Lanzhou ramen is thin. Didn't lasagna come from China?" Han Lin couldn't help interjecting.

This time the answer was embroidered mandarin ducks. She said: "Italians are stupid. The Chinese taught them the method of ramen, but they couldn't learn it. Ramen can't be pulled into slices, but into slices. Lasagna It just happened against the sky.”

Saying that, the mandarin duck handkerchief in embroidering mandarin duck's hand had already been embroidered, and he handed it to Han Lin and said, "I'll give it to you, don't dislike it."

A smile appeared on Han Lin's face at this moment, and said, "Thank you, it's so beautiful."

The location of Han Lin and Zhibu's three sisters is considered safe. Everyone knows that this woman is the daughter of Prime Minister Han, and no one dares to go up and disturb her. Moreover, if it wasn't for someone targeting Ye Feng this time, no one would dare to take it lightly. Long Wei who offended Ye Feng.Even if they violated it, they would not dare to touch the Ni Lin of the killing god. The fact that the Long family in Beijing was exterminated was a lingering shadow in their hearts.

The people who were watching the excitement were a little bored, there was no expected hot scene, and they waited patiently for the explosion of passion.

When Ye Feng walked from Han Lin's side to the center of the storm, everyone suddenly quieted down. Ye Feng would not be narcissistic about thinking that it was his bastard spirit that shocked them, because at this moment he seemed to be holding a sword in its sheath. Like a sharp sword, without any momentum.

He turned his gaze to the door, and people spontaneously dispersed to both sides, leaving a passage, and a middle-aged man who seemed to be less than forty years old walked in with big strides.

Seeing his steps, Ye Feng's eyes narrowed into a slit, "The Lord has finally come."

"What happened?" The middle-aged man walked straight to Ye Feng's side, not knowing who he was asking.

"It's a trivial matter." Ye Feng put his arms around his chest, his face was full of frivolity, he didn't take the other party seriously.

Hearing the sound, the middle-aged man also cast his eyes on Ye Feng, the expression on his face instantly changed from serious to playful, and asked, "Ye Feng?"

"Ye Feng! How is it?" Ye Feng bravely greeted him with both eyes, neither humble nor overbearing.

The middle-aged man put his hands behind his back, as if he wanted to look down at Ye Feng, but he found that the man in front of him, who had no momentum at all, gave him an extremely dangerous feeling, and this feeling, he could not Many years have not passed.

At this time, Zhou Qiming became more interested, and ran to this middle-aged man, like a brother he hadn't seen for many years, wrapped his arms around his shoulders, and stared at Ye Feng firmly.

"Your influence is mainly in the central and southern regions. As you may know, in the south, either you step on me or I step on you. The next time you step on me is the next time. This time you must step on it comfortably. In the north, it is If you step on him, you won't turn over." The middle-aged man said in a calm voice, as if he didn't take Ye Feng seriously at all.

Ye Feng listened to his reasonable nonsense, and said: "However, many forces in the south have been trampled on by me. Today, I just want to simply trample on your Fu family. Tomorrow, your Fu family will be defeated." Step on me, it's tomorrow."

"Hmph, what a big tone, are you the one who stepped on the Fu family whenever you want?"

"Then you will trample me to death today?" Ye Feng said coldly.

Han Lin who was on the side was really worried, got up and ignored the obstruction of the three weaving sisters, ran to Ye Feng's side, took his arm, and said: "Feng, let's go home."

His expression was very calm, but his words were full of worry. He looked at Ye Feng softly, affectionately and nostalgic.

"Bitch, go back to your mother."

Zhou Qiming blurted out that he envied and hated Ye Feng for having such a beautiful woman by his side, and with this middle-aged man as his backing, he gained a lot of confidence.

But he forgot that dragons have reverse scales, and they get angry when touched.

In the horrified eyes of everyone, he pinched Zhou Qiming's neck with lightning speed.

At the same time, the middle-aged man also made a move. The moment Ye Feng grabbed Zhou Qiming's neck, the middle-aged man grabbed Zhou Qiming's wrist.Then he slapped Ye Feng's chest.

Ye Feng flew out instantly like a kite with a broken string.When he struggled to stand up from the ground, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

At this time, Zhou Qiming also fell straight to the ground and died instantly.

Ye Feng casually wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, with a gloomy and playful smile on his face, he said, "Ximen Hongwu, he really is extraordinary, but I just wanted to scare Zhou Qiming, but you killed him instead."

"Obviously you killed it, everyone can see it." The middle-aged man is Ximen Hongwu. In Beijing, the prime minister is the only one who can tell Ye Feng not to mess around.

"Ximen Hongwu, don't treat everyone as idiots. You are as strong as a god. I was sent flying by you before my hand could exert any strength. There will always be some momentum on my body, right? How can mortals stand you?" Such a shock?"

The ghost money was said to be US dollars by Ye Feng, is this what he called being shameless when changing shamelessness?

But what happened, even the three weaving sisters on one side knew it clearly, not to mention the two perverted masters Ximen Hongwu and Ye Feng.

Ye Feng did not pinch Zhou Qiming's neck, but injected a burst of true energy to crush his brain nerves. It was that simple. Under the eyes of everyone, there was no scar on Zhou Qiming's neck at all, and Ximen Hongwu was better than Ye Feng. Powerful, everyone can see it, and will naturally believe what Ye Feng said.

"Okay, the person involved was killed by his brother, there is no need for me to stay here any longer, goodbye." Ye Feng smiled, wrapped his arms around Han Lin's waist, and walked out the door. The moment he went out, a scene that made him unbelievable happened.