When they heard this, they were furious.
Liu Yang was even more angry and jumped up. He pointed back to the upstairs and roared, "that bastard's bullshit, get out of here!"
Step on, step on!
The sound of footsteps came from the stairs. People followed the sound and saw Ling Feng walking slowly downstairs.
Liu Yang instantly locked Ling Feng's side face. At this moment, the corner of his mouth suddenly twitched: "how can this face be so familiar?"
"PATA!"
Before Liu Yang could recall where he had seen this face, Zhang Zhengliang's teacup fell directly to the ground.
The teacup was broken, and all the hot tea was spilled on his feet. But Zhang Zhengliang didn't feel any pain at all. He just stared at Ling Feng's side face in horror!
There are three people next to the breathing also quickly up, and then as if by a needle, instantly stood up straight body.
Tang Zhao was surprised by several people, and he was so confused!
What's wrong with these people?
But a careful look at these people staring at Ling Feng's eyes, he can't help his heart beating up!
Why do these people look at Ling Feng as if they have gone to hell?
Before Tang Zhao could understand all this, Ling Feng turned around and Liu Yang saw his face.
Poop!
Liu Yang's knees softened, then he knelt down heavily on the ground, and cried out in horror: "Ling... Mr. Ling, please spare my life, Mr. Ling, don't kill me, I don't dare to talk nonsense any more!"
Liu Yang's cry for mercy rang through the whole living room.
Tang Zhao was shocked by the sudden change.
Looking back, there were six people sitting on the sofa like an uncle. Now there was only one person sitting there. The other five people all kowtowed to Ling Feng!
"Boss Zhang, Mr. Liu, what are you crazy about? Why are you kneeling for this kid? This boy is nothing
The last one also stood up and said in surprise.
Pop!
Zhang Zhengliang jumped up directly, facing the guy who had not knelt down, a big eared melon seed came and said angrily: "you are looking for death, don't pull us! Get down on your knees
"Ah?"
The man was shocked.
"Ah, your sister! This is Mr. Ling! "
Zhang Zhengliang is crying!
"Mr. Ling? Which... Which Mr. Ling? "
The man's face was still muddled.
"Hanjiang and that Mr. Ling, you, you are waiting to die!" Zhang Zhengliang didn't dare to talk nonsense. He turned around and knelt on the ground. He didn't dare to speak any more.
And the guy with a muddled face muttered "Mr. Ling" several times, suddenly thought of something, then suddenly took a breath, puffed and knelt down heavily.
"Mr. Ling! Don't kill me... "
He this shout, other several people also followed to shout.
"Spare me, spare my life!"
"Mr. Ling, spare your life. I don't want to die!"
"I don't know if it's Mr. ling here. The villain should die. The villain should die!"
……
When people kowtow and beg for mercy, there are still people who are pumping towards their faces.
The slapper was the most severe Liu Yang.
Tang Zhao stares at Liu Yang in a dazed way. Seeing his face swollen into a pig's head, Tang Zhao is puzzled.
Who is Ling Feng?
How can you scare them like this?
You know, whether it's Liu Yang or Zhang Zhengliang, that's not a common character to be compared with!
Although the company they run is not very big, it belongs to Wuhu group, which is Phoenix in the chicken nest, but it can't be easily provoked!
However, now these guys who are not easy to provoke in Tang Zhao's eyes are all kneeling in front of Ling Feng!
And look at willow that way, that big mouth son with don't want money general, crazy toward the face to smoke ah!
All this makes Tang Zhao feel like a dream.
In the face of the six people kneeling, Ling Feng seems to be completely unable to see them in general, straight through from the crowd.
Then in the public attention, calmly sat on the sofa, slowly said: "master Tang, look, the person who owes you money, is they a few."
When Tang Zhao heard Ling Feng's words, he suddenly woke up. As if he had just come back to his soul, he trembled and said, "ah? oh Yeah, yeah, that's six of them. But there are still three people who have not come. "
There are still three people who haven't come?
Ling Feng's eyebrow angle slightly beat for a while, casually said: "did not come, all are dead people, their account need not calculate!"
Ah?
Tang Zhao is stunned again, he still can't understand the meaning of Ling Feng's words.
But the six kneeling on the ground knew what it meant.
Those who didn't come, maybe they are still alive now, but that head will fall down sooner or later!
At this moment, the six felt very lucky.
At least their heads seem to have been saved. No matter how unhappy they were when they came, they are still alive now, which is the greatest luck.
They kneel on the ground, even dare not lift their heads, let alone go to look at the face of Ling Feng.
They were not important people in Wuhu group, but most of them went to Ling Yan's funeral that day, just watching from a distance.
The terrible scenes still flickered before their eyes.
The faces of those people at the funeral were so blurred that they even forgot what they looked like.
However, only one person's appearance, they will not forget!
That's Ling Feng!
Ling Feng's face, they will never forget, this life is engraved in the depths of the soul!
The people who can make Wuhu group bow their heads and accept advice are the gods in charge of the Hanjiang River!
"You guys, can you calculate the payment in arrears with master Tang now?"
Ling Feng's ethereal voice finally rang out in several people's ears.
All of a sudden, the six people turned around, but they still knelt on the ground and kowtowed: "yes! Must be able to! Mr. Tang, how much money do we owe you
Tang Zhao swallowed a mouthful of saliva, some Lengleng Leng way: "OK, you wait a moment, I'll get the bill!"
Bill?
The accounts owed by these people are clear in Tang Zhao's heart. Where else do I need the bill? Tang Zhao wants to take the opportunity to go to his room for a breath!
This is really terrible!
But before Tang Zhao left, Ling Feng spoke to six people again: "don't you know how much money you owe? How to calculate? I need to tell you? "
Tang Zhao's steps were instantly fixed on the spot.
The six men nodded their heads crazily, indicating that they knew how to calculate.
Zhang Zhengliang was the first to raise his head and said to Tang Zhao, "Mr. Tang, I'm in arrears with your payment of 7 million yuan. I've delayed... For a month. According to the interest of 10% every day, I'll give you 10 million yuan. I'll transfer money to your company account right away."
Seven million to ten million?
Tang Zhao's brain is buzzing, completely confused!
Zhang Zhengliang takes out his mobile phone and prepares to transfer money.
Ling Feng is lukewarm said: "20 million!"