beauty hunter

Chapter 458 Getting Into Big Trouble (3 More)

Chapter 458 Getting into Big Trouble

"stop!"

A shout suddenly sounded:

Wen Yan turned his eyes away, looking at the man who appeared on the stairs behind Anya, it was Zhao Fuhai.

The latter walked downstairs quickly, and shouted with a changed face: "If you have something to say, why bother to shoot and kill people?"

Mishka said coldly: "Mr. Zhao also wants to intercede for this rude and lowly dog?" Will do things like draw a gun in public.

Zhao Fuhai maintained his composure, and stopped five or six steps away from the two of them: "This Master Wen Yan is a friend I invited. If you have any problems, you might as well look at me, Mr. Zhao." , Put down the gun and talk about it, I believe it will be..." Shut up suddenly, froze.

Mishka drew another gun from the back of his waist with his left hand, pointed at Zhao Fuhai and sneered, "Keep talking!"

Zhao Fuhai was furious, but he didn't dare to move.Of course he knew the person in front of him, and under normal circumstances, he could still use his wealth and status to talk to the other party, but in this situation, it was obvious that speaking any more would be his own death, and he absolutely believed that the other party would dare to shoot!

When Mishka saw that he didn't say anything, he turned back coldly, glared at Wen Yan and said, "Didn't you hear what I said? Get down on your knees and beg me, or I'll blow your head off right now!"

Wen Yan lowered his eyes slowly: "One."

Mishka asked inexplicably, "What did you say?"

Wen Yan said slowly: "Two."

Mishka was furious: "I'm asking you something!"

Wen Yan spat out the third word heavily: "Three!"

The moment the sound fell, he suddenly raised his left hand, grabbed the barrel of the gun like lightning, pulled it vigorously, and then shot out with his right hand, hitting the opponent's chest.

Mishka immediately felt as if he had been hit hard, stepped back seven or eight steps, and fell to the ground again.

Wen Yan shook his hand lightly, and said lightly, "I have warned you, but if you don't withdraw your gun, you can't blame me." He stretched out his right hand and called to Ye Yiya.

Ye Ya walked over tremblingly: "Do you still want to eat?"

Wen Yan looked at Zhao Fuhai: "Mr. Zhao, do you still want to eat this meal?" He is not an idiot, of course it can be seen that Zhao Fuhai is jealous of that foreigner, obviously the other party dare not even provoke Boss Zhao casually characters.

Zhao Fuhai was stunned by the scene just now, when he came back to his senses, seeing Mishka struggling on the ground, he cried out with joy in his heart, and said with a smile: "Of course I want to eat, please."

In desperation, Ye Yiya had no choice but to hold Wen Yan's arm again, and he followed Zhao Fuhai upstairs in a leisurely manner.

The people around were stunned, looking at them and at Mishka who was lying on the ground.

The latter desperately wanted to get up, but after trying several times, he fell back to the ground feebly, his face was completely drained of blood, as if he was suffering from some great pain.

Anya on the stairs ran over in surprise, and asked in e language with concern: "How are you?"

Mishka ignored her, gritted her teeth and finally got up from the ground, stood tremblingly, raised the gun in her right hand, and roared, "Go to hell!"

boom!

Screams sounded instantly, covering up the screams of pain.

On the stairs, Ye Yiya and Zhao Fuhai turned their heads in surprise, only to find that Mishka fell down again clutching his right arm, with a painful expression on his face and blood flowing between his fingers.

The two felt strange together, but when their eyes fell on the dropped golden gun, they were all stunned.

The barrel of the gun was bent sharply by Wen Yan just now, and the bullet couldn't shoot normally, but instead injured Mishka himself.

......

"Mishka is the young master of 'Longxinke Electronics', an electronic giant in country e. He is domineering, but because of his family background, no one dares to provoke him easily, not even me."

After arriving in the luxurious private room on the sixth floor, Zhao Fuhai explained, "Frankly speaking, if it weren't for Master Wen's own strong skills, no one would be able to save you today, and it would be difficult for me to intervene."

"Oh?" Wen Yan was a little curious.Zhao Fuhai is definitely a formidable person, and even he dare not fight against him, so the strength of the other party really makes people curious.

"Mishka's family is the largest gangster in country e, the 'Snow Wolf Party'!" Zhao Fuhai lowered his voice, "Although he and his father did not get involved in his family's underground affairs, this background alone , very few people dare to provoke him."

Ye Ya's face lost all blood in an instant.

She usually lives the life of ordinary people, but she has also heard the name of "Snow Wolf Party", but she didn't expect to be so close to her!

Wen Yan said calmly: "If this is the case, it seems that I should not have more contact with Mr. Zhao."

Zhao Fuhai laughed: "It's not so exaggerated, I have a little friendship with his father 'Nicholas', even if there is a conflict between you, just because of the relationship between his father and me, he will not blame me. However,' Nicholas, this guy is a bit laissez-faire, he doesn't like to interfere in his son's private affairs, like the conflict between you and 'Mishka', I'm afraid he won't look at it for the sake of friendship with me, and mediate for you."

Wen Yan smiled dumbly: "If his son dies, will he not interfere?"

"Master Wen's self-confidence makes someone admire Zhao." Zhao Fuhai sighed, "But don't blame me for not saying good things. Needless to say, 'Mishka' himself is a top-notch marksman and a master with spears. He also has a group of 'Nicholas factions' around him." 'Protected by super bodyguards, if they attack you, it is not optimistic."

"Bodyguard?" Wen Yan was a little strange, "Then why didn't you help just now?"

"If I hadn't been there, I'm afraid you would be surrounded by them by now." Zhao Fuhai laughed.

After a little thought, Wen Yan already knew what he meant.

Since Zhao Fuhai made it clear that he knew Wen Yan, with his wealth and status, he could certainly act as a "guarantee" - to guarantee that Wen Yan would not harm the life of 'Mishka'.

In other words, under the circumstances at that time, if he gently expressed his intention to kill 'Mishka', then Zhao Fuhai would definitely stop it, otherwise he, a local rich man, would also be involved in the accident of 'Mishka'.

"Come on, don't talk about this, just order whatever you want, I'll treat you tonight, don't save me money!" Zhao Fuhai said boldly.

"Where's Xixi?" Ye Ya couldn't help asking.

"She's in a bad mood, she's resting at home." Zhao Fuhai looked gloomy.

Wen Yan was about to speak when there was a knock on the door.

Zhao Fuhai frowned and said, "Who is here to interrupt our meal at this time?" With a wink, a tall and powerful bodyguard standing not far away immediately went to open the door.

Standing outside the door was the pale-faced Anya. As soon as she opened the door, she immediately asked, "Where's Wen Yan?"

Zhao Fuhai stood up and said, "So it's Miss Ania, may I ask..."

Anya ignored him and said directly to Wen Yan, "What did you do to Mishka!"

Zhao Fuhai was stunned for a moment and looked at Wen Yan.

Wen Yan looked at Anya quietly without speaking.

Anya said angrily, "Speak up!"

Wen Yan said slowly: "I want to talk about this issue with me. Come to my house to find me at nine o'clock tomorrow morning. Before that, no matter how painful he is, I don't want to talk about this issue again."

Anya opened her mouth and said, "You..."

A cold light flashed in Wen Yan's eyes: "Are you going to bet on his life?"

Anya froze for a moment, unable to speak any more, deeply shocked in her heart.

Before that, although she had a good impression of Wen Yan, it was basically based on the latter's handsome appearance, but just now, she seemed to be swept away by the cruel gaze of a ferocious wolf who is choosing people to eat. Well, the back feels cold.

This gentle young man is not so simple.

When this thought flashed by, she took a deep look at him, turned and left.

Zhao Fuhai looked at this scene in surprise, and couldn't help but ask, "What's going on?"

Wen Yan returned to his normal expression, and said slowly: "It's nothing, Mr. Zhao doesn't need to worry about this, come on, let's order something."

......

It wasn't until eleven o'clock in the evening that Wen Yan and Ye Yaya returned home.

"It turns out that the food in that place is not that delicious." Wen Yan sat down on the sofa, "It's better to go to a Chinese restaurant outside to eat."

"Rand bumpkin, that's not a place for you to enjoy 'eating'."

Ye Ya expressed disdain for his words, and sat on the sofa opposite him, "When you go to that kind of place, 90.00% of your consumption is for 'status', [-]% is for 'decoration', and the rest is for eat."

"What's left? Isn't there all this left?" Wen Yan was puzzled. 90.00% plus ten percent, exactly one hundred percent.

"So, no one went there just to eat." Ye Ya rolled his eyes at him, "But that's not the point, the point is what did you do to that E countryman? He seemed to be in pain at the time. "

"Not only at that time, but his pain will continue forever." Wen Yan smiled, "Until he dies, or I relieve him of his pain."

At that time, he was a little annoyed by the opponent's behavior, so he didn't show mercy, and directly and forcefully destroyed the pulse in the opponent's chest.With Mishka's very ordinary physique, it can be said that it is impossible to rely on one's own body to repair the meridian qi and restore it to normal.

Ye Ya was very curious and couldn't help but said: "So what did you do?"

"Even if I tell you what 'mass qi' is in detail, you won't understand." Wen Yan thought for a while, "Well, I'll let you feel what's going on."

Ye Ya was startled and said, "I don't want it! If the pain is like that, am I going to ask for it?"

Wen Yan couldn't help laughing: "Fool, there is a difference in level, of course I won't hit you so hard. Come here."

Ye Yiya couldn't suppress her curiosity, and finally couldn't help getting up and going over, squatting down in front of him at Wen Yan's signal.

Wen Yan stretched out his left hand: "Put your right index finger on my hand."

Yeiya did as she said.

Wen Yan gently grabbed her fingertips, and exerted a little force: "Feel it, is there a sense of pressure on the fingertips? It's not from my fingers, but a very uncomfortable feeling that seems to come from inside your fingers. Pressure."

Ye Ya moved her face and said, "Really, what's going on?"

Wen Yan continued to exert force, and said at the same time: "Now the sense of oppression is getting stronger and stronger, like a small balloon in your finger, being pinched tightly, the harder you pinch, it will slowly reach the point where it will burst .”

Ye Ya couldn't help but move her fingers twice: "It's that feeling, it's so uncomfortable..."

It was like a small pimple suddenly growing inside the fingertip, and it was still growing.Just when I felt extremely uncomfortable, a bursting sensation suddenly hit, just like the little lump suddenly burst open.