The strongest dude in the city

Although Ye Chenfeng didn't know which hotel Song Zhong lived in in the trading market, but with Song Zhong's character of a playboy, of course he would choose the most luxurious hotel, and Ye Chenfeng guessed right.

Song Zhong and the middle-aged fat man were startled at the same time, and looked at the corner of the room. Due to the dim light, Song Zhong couldn't see the face of the shadow figure in the corner clearly, so he asked cautiously, "Who are you?"

The black shadow slowly came out from the corner, the corner of his mouth slightly raised, and said, "Master Song, why can't you even hear my voice?"

This time, with the help of the dim light above his head, Song Zhong finally saw the face of the shadow man clearly, and blurted out in surprise in his throat: "Ye, Ye Chenfeng, how could it be you?"

Ye Chenfeng calmly walked towards Song Zhong step by step, sat down on the chair beside Song Zhong, and asked, "Why can't it be me? Young Master Song, you should really want to see me, right? This time Have you thought of a new way to tease me?" The Strongest Playboy in the City 137

Ye Chenfeng's every move was full of calmness, as if he didn't sneak into the room quietly, but came here to be a guest openly.

When the middle-aged fat man heard the words "Ye Chenfeng" from Song Zhong's mouth, he knew that the young man in front of him in the room was the Ye family, Ye Fool, whom everyone in the capital knew.

The middle-aged fat man yelled at Ye Chenfeng without even thinking about it: "You can enter Young Master Song's room casually? It seems that today I will teach you a good lesson on behalf of Young Master Song."

The middle-aged fat man's self-confidence is so fucking inflated, he doesn't think about it, does Ye Chenfeng look like a fool in front of him?If it is a fool, can they enter their room without anyone noticing?

Ye Chenfeng's aura suddenly soared, his eyes were like the devil's eyes from hell, he just casually glanced at the middle-aged fat man, the middle-aged fat man felt a chill down his back, and there was a nervous feeling in his bladder that he wanted to spray "piss" .

"Master Song, you'd better discipline your dog and don't let it out to bite people." Ye Chenfeng said calmly.

In Song Zhong's perception, Ye Chenfeng is a fool, he can play around anytime and anywhere, at this moment he has no time to think about why Ye Chenfeng appeared in the border trading market?Why was it possible to enter his room without anyone noticing?

"Fool Ye, you came just in time. I haven't settled with you for the capital incident last time!" Song Zhong suddenly stood up from his chair, and when he was about to launch an attack, he saw Ye Chenfeng flying in the palm of his hand. Six silver needles came out, three of which were stuck on Song Zhong's body, and the other three were stuck on the middle-aged fat man.

Song Zhong's fist stopped abruptly in the middle, as if he had been immobilized, he stood motionless, trying to speak in his throat, but no matter how much force he used, he couldn't even utter a single syllable.

Looking at Ye Chenfeng in front of him in horror, at this moment he realized that he seemed to have never really known each other before, and he knew that the change in his body must be caused by Ye Chenfeng.

The situation of the middle-aged fat man is exactly the same as that of Song Zhong. The one who couldn't hold back his crotch was completely soaked. Is this young man in front of him really that idiot Ye that everyone in the capital knows?

If Ye Chenfeng is really a fool, then this fool is much scarier than normal people.

Ye Chenfeng picked up the teapot on the table and poured himself a cup of tea. He took a sip and said, "Young Master Song, how do you feel now? What is it? If there is no Song family, you are at most a lost dog, and of course even with the Song family behind you, you are still a lost dog in my eyes."

Song Zhong looked at Ye Chenfeng drinking tea calmly, his body was stiff and he couldn't move, beads of sweat the size of pea appeared on his forehead, and his breathing became more and more rapid. Only now did he realize that Ye Chenfeng was so It's scary, it's ridiculous that he has teased each other so many times in the past, so in Ye Chenfeng's eyes, he is just a lost dog.

"Song Zhong? Send you to the end?" Ye Chenfeng put down the tea cup in his hand, and continued: "Your name is well chosen, Song Zhong? Send to the end? Let me send you to see Lord Yan today!"

Hearing this, Song Zhong stopped breathing through his nose for five or six seconds, his eyes were terrified, and his face instantly turned extremely pale. He did not doubt what Ye Chenfeng said. An ant is even simpler.

Song Zhong's eyes were full of begging, isn't there a saying like this!It is better to die than to live, as long as you are alive, you will have the chance to take revenge, if you die, then you will have nothing.

Of course Ye Chenfeng will not let Song Zhong go tonight. Song Zhong was one of the main participants in the reason why he suffered from panic attacks three years ago. Having found Ye Chenfeng's happiness, for Ye Chenfeng, there is no need for such a person to stay in this world.

"Let's go on the road! Remember that in the next life, you must never fight against the person surnamed Ye." Ye Chenfeng waved his hand, and another silver needle fell directly into Song Zhong's throat.The Strongest Dude in the City 137

Song Zhong's eyes widened. He couldn't believe it was true. How could he, the grandson of the Song family, just die like this?And he died at the hands of Fool Ye, who he despised the most in the past, he was not reconciled, really not reconciled!

However, no matter how unwilling he is, there is only death waiting for him.

While taking back the silver needle on Song Zhong's body, Song Zhong's body also slowly fell backwards, and his whole body had completely lost its vitality.

The middle-aged fat man sitting beside him, unable to move his body, saw that Song Zhong was killed like this. He almost couldn't catch his breath. It was later reported that the middle-aged fat man was so frightened that he became incontinent.

The clothes on the middle-aged fat man's back were completely soaked with sweat, Ye Chenfeng didn't intend to keep alive, and besides, he didn't have the slightest affection for the middle-aged fat man.

Will Song Zhong's running dogs get any better?Living in this world is just harming others and yourself, it would be better to go to the Palace of Hades to report as soon as possible!

Under the dim light, a silver light flashed, and the same silver needle sank into the middle-aged fat man's throat like a shooting star. In just a few seconds, the middle-aged fat man completely died.

Holding Song Zhong's body in one hand and the middle-aged fat man's body in the other, Ye Chenfeng jumped out of the window of the room and disappeared into the long night.

After all, Song Zhong is the grandson of the Song family in the capital, and Ye Chenfeng still doesn't have the ability to despise everything!Everything is as low-key as possible.