Because she seemed to remember that night on the 22nd floor, Xu Haishan used something like Jade Marrow to withstand the unstoppable high temperatures and saved these innocent people. If that's the case, isn't Ye Fengsheng now giving her a rare treasure?

Thinking of this, she involuntarily applied some force while grasping the Jade Marrow in her palm.

A bright red Porsche 488 stopped at the entrance of a luxury hotel amidst the roar of the engine. After tossing the keys to the valet, Qin Chaoyu led Ye Fengsheng indoors.

This is a large box, or hall, with vivid reliefs on all sides. A dozen large white Roman columns surround the room, like knights guarding the central platform.

Very luxurious.

However, according to Ye Fengsheng, it has lost the momentum to welcome guests with such magnificent demeanor.

As the saying goes, "Isn't it delightful to have friends coming from afar?" But since we already know this is a bad guest coming to our home, why do more?

Isn't it challenging to attend another party? Because you entertain them comfortably, they turn war into silk? Or is it because you can't entertain well, you have to have disagreements?

As soon as Ye Feng's voice arrived, a group of people gathered on the circular platform in the middle of the box rushed out. At a glance, Zhuang Manjing and Ning Yu's clothes appeared, even peacefully recovering from severe illness for the first time. Many people appeared that night on the 22nd floor. It seemed like this phenomenon was due to a reason. They were uneasy upon arrival.

"So many people?"

Ye Feng opened her mouth, but what she said was surprising: "Is it so important? Don't worry about my business. Go back."

Nobody could imagine that when everyone was tense about Ye Fengsheng's matters, Ye Fengsheng himself was so indifferent, even treating it with such utter disregard, even if it was too cold?

Arrogant!

How is your family's situation? What is your position? Just to give you triple face, you rely only on that mysterious Magic to make these four families fear you! Can you stop the sniping from the organ gun?

If you offend Ye Fengsheng, you can cross the street, or be plotted by them, or offend any family, and you can be cut down the entire door!

This is what you get from it!

We came here to give you some tense advice and to find a way out. You treat us with this attitude?

Too ridiculous!

You disrespect others, why can't they see you? Don't you know you think you're invincible, dragging us down? If it wasn't for Qiu, Qin State, and Ningxia, who would help you?

Everyone's thoughts were similar. Even Qin Chaoyu, beside Ye Feng's voice, looked a bit strange when hearing this.

Nevertheless, not to mention others. Soon, many ugly people looked at each other, waiting for someone to lead the way and leave.

But no one dared to take the first step. Their family business is good. They are not as reckless as Ye Fengsheng. They need to think it over.

Nowadays, if you don't consider the Monk's face, you should look at the God's face, not Ye Feng's voice, but Qiu, Qin Ning, and the three households. If you take the lead at this moment, you will really tear your face in the future; for Ye Feng's voice, it's not worth it!

"Ye Fengsheng."

The atmosphere was quiet. Suddenly, someone stood on the terrace in the middle of the long table, rubbing his glorious bald head, walked to Ye Fengsheng and looked at him with arrogance, saying: "Are you Ye Fengsheng who beats our teacher?"

At this moment, he slapped Ye Fengsheng's big mouth and said: "It doesn't look good. The coach was hurt by your stuff. There's..."

Not waiting for this bald person to finish, Ye Fengsheng directly interrupted: "Take your hand away."

"Hmm?"

He looked at Ye Fengsheng's voice, ignoring him. Instead, he pushed harder. Ye Fengsheng raised his hand, and his fingertips slid across the wrist. A surge of spiritual energy immediately struck into his bones and muscles.

Immediately, the bald man retreated his hand as if shocked, while stepping back a few steps, showing panic.

Ye Fengsheng calmly said: "The first time is a warning, the second time you're dead."

"Come on, who are you?"

He painfully covered his wrist, bald, only feeling his entire arm veins burn with fire and pain. Yet, he didn't want to lose momentum. Instead, he looked up at Ye Feng, gritting his teeth, saying: "What's up."

Everyone is comrades. Of course, he knew how many pounds each other weighed. Now, upon hearing the bald one's words, his voice changed too. The person sitting behind the table also became serious.

Several people still joking put down their chopsticks, turned their heads to see what was happening in the arena.

They are all elite units. After joining the special big event zone, they've been through different experiences. Finally, they stand out to become anti-triangle's elite. In the past, they either went for training or executed missions. Now, the leaders personally meet and solemnly announce this task, leaving them puzzled.

The coach was injured! Or critically injured, let alone command, even without leaders, they couldn't sit quietly!

However, even if they came all the way, no one took it seriously. They didn't believe their battle coach was defeated by Ye Fengsheng. Instead, they thought Ye Fengsheng must have played some tricks behind to win, even Ye Fengsheng and the coach intentionally set traps to plot.

Where can you leverage your team to play an insignificant role? The bald person couldn't solve this problem?

Until they heard the bald one's trembling words, they knew the person didn't seem so simple in front.

"Bald, what's wrong?"

A thin man with glasses reached to touch his bald head but his voice was interrupted: "Don't touch me, my arm might be useless."

Look!

Upon hearing this, the rest of the comrades stood up immediately, surrounding the bald tightly. A pale-faced person stood at the front, warily looking at Ye Fengsheng's voice, as if afraid he would scheme again.

"Hard to start!"

He grabbed the bald's arm, carefully feeling the spasms in his muscles and veins, and his face became extremely grim. He turned around, asking Ye Feng:"Can you only use such tricks?"

Ye Fengsheng did not reply but asked: "Have you considered the consequences of defeat when you came all the way to see me?"

He didn't ask the reason, nor talk about right or wrong. Since everyone is here, arguing about right or wrong is pointless now. What he asked was if these people planned to see King Yan?

But these brigade elites did not respond. After about ten seconds of stupor, they finally understood the meaning of Ye Fengsheng's words and immediately couldn't suppress their cranky temper.

"I must give him a lesson today!"

A burly person moved his arm, preparing to start with Ye Feng's voice, he walked with the tiger.

He is Meng Hu, usually the main player of the team. He is obsessed with martial arts all over his body, his innate ability is limitless. Starting from a human like a roulette crushed by sesame, if he doesn't use firearms, no one is his opponent.