Recast youth

Chapter 1729 This guy is really wretched
Calling the police is not practical.

Ye Feng shook his head. Yes, calling the police may allow the New York police to arrest Chen Yiming, but there is a premise, that is, although Chen Yiming held a gun in public, he did not fire a shot.

There was no human life.

So now even if the police call the police and arrest Chen Yiming, it doesn't make much sense, because with Chen Yiming's ability and money, he can definitely easily get himself off the hook or be released on bail.

Moreover, he had to cooperate with the police station in investigating, recording confessions, etc. Ye Feng did not want to go through this procedure.

Although Ye Feng also wants Chen Yiming to be saved forever, reality is like this. Reality will not let anything develop according to your heart. Moreover, Chen Yiming may also find a chance to leave New York now. He is not a fool and cannot be stupid. Waiting to call the police to arrest him.

At this time, Ye Feng noticed one thing, that is, all the staff and guests in the club were staring at him. To be precise, they were looking at the pistol in his hand.

Guns are not something mysterious and rare to Americans.

But in public, if anyone takes out a gun, it will definitely attract the attention and fear of others.

So after Ye Feng unloaded the magazines and bullets, he waved to the waiter at the club bar. The waiter was a black man in his early 20s. He was shocked when he saw Ye Feng waving to him, but when he saw Ye Feng With the gun in his hand, he didn't dare not come.

After all, he had witnessed the conflict between Ye Feng and the other two men just now. Although he could not understand the Chinese they spoke, he could still see that Ye Feng and his group were very strong even if someone pointed a gun at their heads, especially this one. The Chinese man who sat at the table, pulled out the magazine, and took out the bullets one by one, was a ruthless man.

So the black waiter bravely came over and carefully asked Ye Feng in not very fluent English, Sir, do you have any instructions?

Ye Feng threw the gun without the magazine to the black waiter and asked him to hand it over to the club owner. As for the magazine and bullets, it was impossible for him to hand them over. The gun and the magazine together posed a threat. Secondly, Ye Feng planned to keep the magazine and bullets in his hand to warn himself.

Hou Yao still hasn't recovered yet. Sitting there, he is no longer in the mood to look at the beautiful woman. He puts one hand on the edge of the table, in shock, and feels like he is surviving a disaster.

Zhou Yihang and Chen Huang were accompanying Ye Feng. In addition to being strong and unyielding, Ye Feng's performance just now also showed a trace of irrational extremeness. They were worried that Ye Feng would do something impulsive if Chen Yiming and Yang Yanhui were let go. Fortunately, Ye Feng acted calmly and gave the gun without bullets to the club staff.

Ye Feng also saw the worries of the two of them and said to them: "Don't worry, I'm fine."

"It's okay. Do you know that the way you wanted to die with Chen Yiming really scared us to death?"

Zhou Yihang and Chen Huang breathed a sigh of relief.

Chen Huang even said: "To be honest, although Chen Yiming had a better background than you when he started, he is no better than you now. It's not worth risking your life with him."

"Well, I know."

Ye Feng nodded.

As for Pan Kun, after this lesson, he didn't dare to let anyone get close to his boss anymore. Once someone showed signs of approaching, he would stop him and search him when he came back. If he didn't let him search him, he would do it.

This was the standard that Pan Kun had set for himself. As for Feng Zheng, who had been so sharp before, like a spear about to pierce out, he had completely restrained his sharpness and leaned on the side of the sofa to provide Pan Kun with support.

At this moment, Ye Feng's cell phone rang.

"Hey."

Ye Feng answered the phone.

"Well, let's go back now." Ye Feng nodded and hung up the phone.

"Sister Qi?"

Chen Huang looked at Ye Feng who had finished the phone call and asked.

"Yes."

Ye Feng nodded, put his phone in his pocket, and was about to leave with Pan Kun, Feng Zheng and the others. However, just as he was about to leave, Ye Feng suddenly saw a pile of U.S. dollars on the table.

Then Ye Feng stretched out his hand to Pan Kun: "Give me the bag."

Although Pan Kun didn't understand why the boss wanted the bag now, he still came over and handed the bag to Ye Feng. After receiving the bag, Ye Feng opened the zipper, which was full of US dollars.

A full 40 US dollars.

Including the U.S. dollars on the table, the total is less than 50 U.S. dollars. Although it is not a lot, it is still a lot. According to the current exchange rate, it would be almost 400 million yuan when converted into RMB.

Even in a developed country like the United States, $50 is a lot of money.

Ye Feng is not a person who likes to waste money, but he still holds his bag and stands under the dim light, looking at the guests inside the club who have gradually returned since the incident subsided, as well as some strippers and all kinds of people.

Then Ye Feng stuffed his hands into his bag.

Ye Feng's bag was full of money. Many people in the club knew this. After he put his hand in the bag, many people also predicted what Ye Feng was going to do next, and their eyes couldn't help but heat up. Some People couldn't help but flock to Ye Feng's side, including men and women, some wearing shabby clothes, and some looking like upper-class people in suits and ties.

The next moment, centered one meter in front of Ye Feng, US dollars rained down from the sky.

Ye Feng took out a handful of U.S. dollars and threw them out. After throwing out the first handful, he threw out the second handful. At this time, everyone in the club noticed what was going on here, and then they all rushed over like crazy.

screaming.

excited.

Everyone's face was full of excited expressions.

As if Ye Feng was their God at this moment, they were surrounding Ye Feng, waiting for the money to fall. Hou Yao, who had not been able to recover because he had a gun pointed at his head, finally recovered at this moment.

Great opportunity to show off.

So he immediately took the money that had not been spread out on the table and held it in his arms. Nearly one hundred thousand US dollars was quite a lot. He came to Ye Feng with excitement on his face. He did not spread the money, but only looked for beautiful women, and then gave the money to Ye Feng. He stuffed it into their collars and pinched it hard. If a man came over, he would put the money in his arms and tell them to get away.

Although the foreigner couldn't understand what Hou Yao said, he could understand what he meant. This bastard only gave money to women, not to men, so he ran to grab the money Ye Feng sprinkled.

"This guy is really wretched and perverted. He took a good chance to show off and was made obscene by him."

Seeing Hou Yao's triumphant look, Chen Huang couldn't help but shook his head helplessly at Zhou Hang.

(End of this chapter)