Beauty's personal migrant worker

In a living room of Qianwei Building, He Xiulian was confronting a fat man with a stern face.

Beside her, a man dressed as a ghost servant fell to the ground with a bloodless face, and there was still fresh blood at the corner of his mouth, which seemed to be seriously injured.

"Boss Zhou, what do you mean?" He Xiulian's almond-shaped eyes widened, her face full of unyielding and anger.

"What do I mean, don't you know?" Fatty's face was flushed and his figure was rich. If it wasn't for the sinister smile on his face at the moment, people would think that he was an extremely kind person.

"You, Qianweilou, have robbed my restaurant business all these years. Tell me, how will you accompany me?" The fat man's mung bean-like eyes were full of coldness, like two touches of cold in the snow and ice. mango.

"Everyone opens the store according to their own ability, and your customers have run away, so you can blame me?" He Xiulian shouted angrily: "Aren't you afraid that Guangmingtang will ask you to blame after you come to my Qianweilou to make trouble like this?"

"Guangmingtang? Pooh, it's just a third-rate force. Don't think that having such a street property can challenge me, Fatty Zhou. I forgot to tell you, my sister has just become the eighth concubine of the young master of the Lu family. That is deeply loved by the young master of the Lu family. As long as my sister blows on the young master of the Lu family's pillow, the little bright hall will be destroyed as soon as it is said." Fatty Zhou laughed wildly.

"Fatty Zhou, what are you going to do!" He Xiulian lost her temper when she heard that Fatty Zhou moved out of the Lu family.

The Lu family has a great cause and is extremely powerful. Destroying a Guangmingtang is really like playing.

"Close Qianweilou and go to my restaurant to be the chef. I will never treat you badly." Fatty Zhou laughed, and then his eyes glowed lewdly: "Seeing how beautiful you are, being my thirteenth wife is more than enough Yes. If you serve well, I can accept you as my wife."

"Bastard!" He Xiulian didn't say anything yet, but the man beside her jumped up violently, and his weak body rushed towards Fatty Zhou angrily.

"The strength of the second-class ghost soldier dares to fight against me?" Fatty Zhou smiled disdainfully, raised his hand and slapped it away.

"Snapped--"

That man was not Fatty Zhou's opponent at all, he flew out and smashed the coffee table heavily.

"Long Feng!" He Xiulian looked anxious, and hurried to the man's side, squatted down, and struggled to help the man up.

Although it has been more than ten years since she entered the underworld, He Xiulian is still the same as before, a weak woman who doesn't know how to cultivate.

"Xiulian, don't worry, as long as I'm here, I will never let this fat man touch a hair of yours." Long Feng resolutely wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and made a gesture to stand up again.

"Really, are you sure you protected her?" Fatty Zhou laughed unscrupulously. Suddenly, his laughter stopped abruptly, and a lewd expression appeared on his face: "Since you are so confident, then I just let you watch your beloved woman being raped!"

"How dare you!" Long Feng shouted angrily, struggled again, and rushed towards Fatty Zhou.

"Snapped--"

Undoubtedly, his body was shot flying again, this time the fall was even worse.

"Why don't you dare!" Fatty Zhou sneered: "Don't you know how this woman died? She was fucked to death alive, hahaha, now I'm experiencing it once, what does it matter? "

While talking, Fatty Zhou laughed wildly and walked towards He Xiulian.He walked very slowly, as if deliberately provoking the two of them.

Being poked into the pain in her heart, He Xiulian's expression suddenly turned sad.The cause of her death has never been honest with Long Feng, just because He Xiulian has fallen in love with this man deeply, and she is afraid that if she tells it, Long Feng will despise her.She sneaked a look at Long Feng, and found that the latter's face had turned extremely pale. Obviously, Fatty Zhou's words had already irritated this man.

Immediately, He Xiulian's heart became more bitter, and at this moment she actually felt a desire to die.

"Why, do you dislike it?" Fatty Zhou laughed and said, "Such a woman, just play around, watch carefully, and when I get tired of playing, I'll leave it to you to enjoy!"

While speaking, Fatty Zhou had already come to He Xiulian's side, and a pair of fat hands were about to touch the latter's pretty face.

"Bastard, my woman, it's not your turn to judge!" All of a sudden, like crazy, Long Feng rushed forward and hugged Fatty Zhou's waist fiercely.

Unprepared, Fatty Zhou was kicked out by Long Feng. However, although he was fat, his strength was not weak. He was a fourth-class ghost soldier, and he immediately stood firm.

"Long Feng, I'm sorry, I've been hiding it from you..." He Xiulian's face was full of guilt and despair, and tears fell like broken pearls.

"Fool, who hasn't lived in the past?" Long Feng was extremely tender, and gently wiped away the crystal tears on He Xiulian's face: "I love you, and I will never let anyone hurt you, unless I die!"

"Then you're going to die!" An extremely angry voice sounded from behind, and Fatty Zhou shot angrily.He was thrown out by Long Feng, a second-class ghost soldier, who was a fourth-class ghost soldier, which made him very embarrassed, so this time, he shot with hatred and showed no mercy.

A strong gust of wind came suddenly, so fast that there was no chance for Long Feng to react.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here!" Long Feng smiled kindly at He Xiulian, then hugged the latter's body tightly, protecting her tightly in his arms!

"Don't!" He Xiulian screamed in despair, but Fatty Zhou's attack was merciless, and he was about to hit Long Feng's back.

"Get out!" An angry voice sounded from Qianran, and the next moment, Fatty Zhou felt unable to move.

His fist stayed within an inch of Long Feng's back, and even, the strong wind had already torn Long Feng's clothes, revealing his bronze-colored muscles.However, with such a one-inch distance, Fatty Zhou couldn't beat it no matter what.

"Who!" Fatty Zhou shouted in shock, "Come out!"

"Bam—"

The door was pushed open heavily, and Chen Feng walked in with an angry face. His body was full of ghostly aura, which made people feel scared when they looked at it.

Chen Feng secretly rejoiced that just now when he used his sense of immortality to scan, he happened to see the fat man attacking with hatred, wanting to take Long Feng's life.So he arrived in time, if he was a little bit late, Long Feng would have died at the hands of Fatty Zhou.

"It's you!" Long Feng hugged He Xiulian, facing the gate, saw Chen Feng, and immediately recognized Chen Feng.

"You recognize me?" Chen Feng looked at Long Feng with some surprise.

"Senior, do you still remember that Yin spirit in the secular world more than ten years ago?" Long Feng said.

"It turned out to be you!" Chen Feng immediately remembered, wasn't this Long Feng, one of the ghosts who went to the hospital mortuary to arrest Yin Lingting Tingting?

At this moment, He Xiulian also woke up from the previous despair. When she heard the conversation between Chen Feng and Long Feng, her whole body trembled.

She turned her head, looked at Chen Feng in disbelief, and suddenly threw herself into Chen Feng's arms, crying loudly: "Crazy brother..."