Chapter 170

The fat man knew he was not Shen Feng's opponent and shouted to Shen Feng, "smelly boy, wait for me!"

"Let me wait? A small chief financial officer is so arrogant. Tianyu group is really powerful. " Shen Feng sneered and punched his fat stomach again.

The fat man sweated in pain and his mouth was big, but he couldn't make any sound.

"Old rascal, I don't think you dare!" Shen Feng drank coldly.

After listening to Shen Feng's cold drink, the fat man trembled with fear.

"No, I really don't." The fat man begged Shen Feng for mercy and quickly lowered his head, but his eyes showed resentment.

Such a person bullies some inexperienced girls everywhere with some money. Today is a lesson for him.

Then Shen Feng returned to his seat.

Yanbei city is located in the north of China. It is very close to Yanjing, the capital of China, so it is also very prosperous.

When the plane landed, it was already afternoon.

Just after getting off the plane, the fat man took the lead in leaving in a hurry.

Xue Qing and Yuan Ying took Shen Feng's arm and walked out of the airport.

"Shall we take a taxi?" Xue Qing asks Shen Feng.

"No, I've asked my uncle to pick us up." Yuan Ying smiled at them and said.

Sure enough, just after Shen Feng walked out of the exit, there was already a Land Rover waiting there. Next to the car was a tall, strong man with sharp eyes.

Although the man was wearing casual clothes, he had a callosity at the mouth of the tiger. It is not difficult for Shen Feng to see that he is a soldier, and he is not ordinary. He should be a special soldier who has experienced many battles.

Shen Feng couldn't be clearer about the background of master yuan. It seems that uncle Yuan Ying is not an ordinary person.

"Miss yuan, please get on the bus." The man came over and said respectfully to Yuan Ying.

"Thank you." Yuan Ying answered politely and got on the bus with Shen Feng.

However, Land Rover had just left the airport and had not gone far when a Mercedes Benz came in the face, followed by two vans.

The three cars braked hard and stopped in front of Land Rover, forcing Land Rover to stop where it was.

The driver frowned and stared at the cars in front of him.

At this time, a man with sunglasses came down from the Mercedes Benz. This man was the fat man who was beaten into panda eyes by Shen Feng on the plane. More than a dozen men dressed as gangsters also came down from the van.

"Hey, you guys come down here. Brother Qin has something to do with you." The first gangster shouted at the Land Rover.

Shen Feng saw this. When he was about to get off the bus, the driver said, "leave it to me."

Then he opened the door and went down.

"Do you know whose car you stopped?" The man whispered.

"I don't care whose car you own. Hurry and let the bitch and the smelly boy down!" The fat man pushed the sunglasses on his face, walked up to the man, pointed to his nose and shouted very arrogantly.

The man's eyes sank, and he grabbed the fat man's finger and broke it easily.

"Click." With a crisp sound, the fat man immediately uttered a scream.

The man ignored his scream and grabbed him with a backhand. The fat man was just about to struggle, but the more he struggled, the more painful it was.

"What the fuck, don't give it to me!" The fat man was sweating with pain and ordered the gangsters.

"Brothers, come on." The leading gangster shouted. Just as he was about to rush up, the man reached out to his waist and took out a pistol.

"Don't move!" The man pointed his gun at the gangsters.

Those gangsters looked at the black muzzle of the gun and were stunned. One by one, they immediately stood in place. No one dared to move forward. After all, life is their own.

"You have a gun. Who are you?" The fat man trembled.

"You don't deserve to know." The man whispered and continued to say to the man in front: "get out of the way for me!"

The gangsters looked at each other, immediately drove away and obediently made way.

"Get out!" The man lifted the fat man out with one foot. Immediately, the fat man fell and a dog ate the mud.

Just as the man put away his pistol and got on the bus to leave, the roar of an engine came into everyone's ears, and a Bentley drove from a distance at a very fast speed.

Bentley drove close and stopped steadily not far away.

The fat man watched Bentley stop, hurriedly got up from the ground, ran forward and stammered, "general manager, general manager, why are you here?"

Then, Bentley's window slowly opened and a middle-aged man in a high-end suit appeared.

The man was about forty years old and had an extraordinary look, but there was a fierce look in his eyes.

"If I hadn't happened to pass by, I wouldn't have seen you so embarrassed. Useless things, what a shame! " The middle-aged man murmured at the fat man.

"General manager, they have guns in their hands and don't pay attention to our Tianyu group at all." The fat man whispered.

"A gun?" The middle-aged man frowned, and then a sneer appeared at the corners of his mouth, "what if there is a gun? There is no injustice in our Tianyu in Yanbei!"

"Aaron, go and teach them what will happen if you fight us!" The middle-aged man whispered to a young man sitting on the co pilot.

"Yes!" The young man named Aaron opened the door and went down.

As soon as he got out of the car, without saying a word, he suddenly rushed towards the man.

"What a fast speed!" The man was surprised when he saw a long rush, but he quickly reacted and hit him like lightning.

"Not only has a gun, but also has two skills." There was a trace of disdain in Aaron's eyes.

With one hand, the fist was wrapped with a layer of internal Qi and smashed with the man's fist.

"No!" Shen Feng's eyes were cold. He could clearly see that ah long's internal Qi cultivation was very strong, completely exceeding the later stage of the day after tomorrow and reaching a congenital small success.

He knew that with this punch, the soldier's arm was more or less dangerous.

So without the slightest hesitation, he suddenly opened the door and rushed down.

But Shen Feng was still a step late. As soon as he got off the bus, he heard "click!" A crisp sound of.

The man's figure retreated seven or eight meters before stabilizing. One arm hung down feebly. It was obvious that the bone had been completely broken.

Shen Feng knew that the man's arm was useless. Even if he was cured, he could no longer work hard. It was impossible to use guns.