Countryside Magic Doctor

He Feng turned his head and saw only a looming silk scarf. Behind it, there was a beautiful girl wearing cheongsam and playing Guqin. The cheongsam outlined the beauty's figure incisively and vividly.

He Feng looked inside and shook his head. Although the beauty was good, it was just good.

"Do you need singing and dancing, sir?" He Feng asked after he Feng sat down and followed the beautiful waiter.

"No!" He Feng waved his hand and asked in some doubt, "you are both singing and dancing and playing the piano. Where did you get so many professionals?"

The waiter smiled and didn't speak. It's their business secret. It's hard to say. At that time, an Yingying smiled and said bluntly: "the song and dance performances here and the people playing the piano inside are all from the art college. Do you understand, he Feng?"

"Oh, I see!" He Feng suddenly realized that students are cheap these days, especially school students. That is the natural cheap labor force. They all work part-time for a few yuan an hour.

Moreover, it's easy to guess why the students of the art college come and go here. The people who come and go here are dignitaries or rich children. It's not faster to hook up with them than they perform there all day?

Therefore, it is essentially a matter of taking what they need.

"Serve!" after understanding, he Feng waved his hand and said to the waiter.

The waiter quickly nodded and shook the wind bell. At the moment when the bell rang, the door of the box was pushed open. Several neatly dressed and uniformed waiters, all young and beautiful girls, carrying antique trays, stepped on the cat step one by one, came to He Feng and served the dishes.

Then he left slowly.

"Well, you go out too!" He Feng waved his hand and said to a waiter guarding here.

"This is not very good!" said the waiter.

"All right, go out. You can do whatever you are asked to do. Don't be wordy!" an Yingying said unhappily. She looked forward to a space for two with He Feng. If there was a waiter here, how could it be?

"You go out, too. We don't need any music!" He Feng waved again and signaled the girl who was playing the piano to leave.

After everyone left, he Feng picked up the wine glass in front of him, and then took a sip gently. His mouth was slightly sour, a little bitter and not very good to drink. It was like looking for sin for himself.

Then he looked at the wine glass, the light red wine swaying in it, took an Yingying in his arms, smiled and asked, "it seems that you are familiar with here. Do you often come here?"

"Uh huh." an Yingying nodded imperceptibly. At this time, he Feng suddenly changed his tone and asked, "who are you with? Are there any men?"

Suddenly, an Yingying only felt that she had inspired her spirit and hurriedly said, "no, really no, you believe me!"

He Feng laughed a few times and stopped saying anything. Then he began to eat and play. Not to mention, it was very interesting, at least from now on.

But at this time, things were a little bad!

But outside at the moment, there was a clang, clang and dense footsteps. Song Zhihang, the regular guest here and the boss's son, ran in, angrily with more than a dozen men behind him.

His face was gloomy, as if to drop blood. He looked so unhappy. When he came in, he went straight to He Feng.

"Don't get excited, young master. General manager song will have an accident when he knows." seeing song Zhihang walking quickly, the waiter hurried forward to stop him and said eagerly.

"Don't TND talk nonsense, get away, bitch!" song Zhihang pushed the waiter in front of him to the ground, then stepped on her body and walked in without any pity.

At this time, he Feng and an Yingying, who were drunk and hot, were entering the initial stage of the battle. Suddenly, after hearing the noise outside, he Feng couldn't help raising his head, and then said to an Yingying, who was panting below.

"Is there someone outside?"

At this time, with a bang, the door of the box was kicked open. Facing him was the angry song Yuhang. As soon as he came in, he saw he Feng and an Yingying, and he immediately became angry.

He grabbed a vase on the table and smashed it at He Feng.

"Die!" He Feng sneered, suddenly stood up, then stretched out his hand and caught the vase that had been smashed back quickly.

Then he carelessly put the flowerpot on the table. Finally, he took off his previous wool coat from the general clothes shelf, wrapped it around an Yingying, who was not well dressed, and then said to the guy with a frown.

"Who are you, boy? Get out of here right away. Do you understand?" He Feng was still talkative at first, but roared at the end.

"Do you know who she is? Do you know who she is? Ah! I told you today that she is my woman. You dare to touch my woman. You don't want to live. Brothers rush up and waste this boy for me!" song Zhihang's lungs are about to explode and shouted.

Because he clearly saw that he Feng and an Yingying were about to get to the point just now. Although they hadn't taken off their clothes, if they came a little late, I'm afraid things would really happen.

Then look at their situation. It is obvious that he is familiar with the road, so he can't help but want to fight to the death with He Feng.

"Yo Yo!" He Feng sneered, then said with disdain: "what did I think it was? Dare you say that your woman is your woman? Don't look at your weight? Get out of the way and don't hinder me!"

"Song Zhihang will leave right away, otherwise he will bear the consequences!" an Yingying also frowned at Song Zhihang in front of him and said, "who are you? What qualifications do you have to say I'm yours? Don't look at your virtue!"

"TMD you bitch, dare you say that about me!" He Feng's words were at best light and cold words, but an Yingying's words were killing people and killing their hearts, and immediately picked out song Zhihang's anger.

The veins on his forehead burst, and he looked like a wild beast in a rage, roaring and rushing towards He Feng.

Then he grabbed the table, and a wine bottle on it was going to hit he Feng's forehead.

"I don't know heaven and earth!" He Feng sneered and tilted slightly to the left. Song Zhihang felt bad, but he couldn't hold the wine bottle he hit because of his excessive force and inertia.

So that the whole person fell to the ground.