Recast youth

Chapter 636

After playing "Fire Line Assault" in the office for an hour, Ye Feng couldn't sit still. Ever since he thought about going home, he wanted to get home immediately, feeling like he was returning home.

After leaving the office, Ye Feng didn't see Feng Sande or Feng Zheng at the fortune-telling booth. Only when he left the club did he find the uncle and nephew. One was sitting there looking at the sun, and the other was looking at the sun with a small round mirror. Touching his forehead.

"You're still sitting here."

Ye Feng said angrily.

Feng Sande looked at his bald forehead in the mirror, feeling sad: "Boss, I'm worried."

"Get up quickly." Ye Feng kicked Feng Sande angrily: "What a big deal, my hair is gone, it's not like it won't grow back."

Feng Sande was kicked by Ye Feng and immediately got up: "What are you doing now?"

"Pack up your things and go home for the New Year."

Ye Feng really wants to go home to celebrate the New Year now. He didn't go back to celebrate the New Year last year.

After returning to the club and talking to Chen Mengjie and Chen Jianqing, Ye Feng asked Feng Zheng to drive to Beijinqiao home and let them pack their things. Ye Feng had nothing to pack.

Just bring a wallet and bank card.

As for clothes, he already has a spare set in the trunk of his car, and he can buy them in the county when he returns home.

Interestingly, when I arrived at Beijin Bridge, I met Zhang Yumei on the road, holding her daughter and walking on the road. Zhang Yumei was still wearing the same clothes as before, but her daughter bought a new cotton-padded jacket.

When passing by Zhang Yumei and her daughter, Feng Sande touched his bald head, lowered the window, and wanted to spit on Zhang Yumei.

Zhang Yumei glared: "You immoral thing, you dare to spit, see if I don't tear your mouth apart!"

"For the sake of this girl, I won't argue with you, Third Master."

When Feng Sande heard this, he retracted his head angrily back into the car.

Seeing Feng Sande's cowed look, Ye Feng couldn't help but become happy, and asked with interest: "Little Third Master, are you two happy enemies?"

When Feng Sande heard this, he was shocked and said quickly: "Boss, you can't say this nonsense. How many female compatriots in Beijinqiao will be hurt if you say it?"

"Feng Zheng, what do you think?" Ye Feng knocked on the privacy barrier in front.

Feng Zheng's voice came from the front: "I'm afraid my young master won't be able to protect you."

"You son of a bitch, who do you think you can't cover?"

Feng Sande was furious: "Don't you know that my surname is Zhao, Third Master, and my name is Dezhu?"

Feng Zheng, who was sitting in front of the car, smiled slightly when he heard this. He wisely said nothing more, but despite this, after getting off the car at the door of his house, he was kicked up by Feng Sande.

After Feng Sande finished kicking him, he did a horse stance and kept laughing. Then he suddenly looked back and glared at Feng Zheng: "Oh! Feng Zheng, son, have you ever tasted the power of this third master?"

The weather in Jiangnan was humid and cold. Feng Zheng wore little clothing and was too cold to act with Feng Sande.

Feng Sande was furious and kicked Feng Zheng: "Didn't you, son of a bitch, suffer any internal injuries? The kick I just gave you, Third Master, was so powerful. Didn't you have any idea? I think you're drifting!"

"Zhang Yumei is here." Feng Zheng said suddenly.

Feng Sande looked back as if he was electrocuted. Sure enough, Zhang Yumei came over at some time, holding a handful of melon seeds in her hand. She first said hello to Ye Feng, then glanced at Feng Sande with disdain, and said to Feng Zheng: "Feng Zheng, it's not like you can't beat this old gangster, why do you keep giving in to him? If I were you, I would kick such a disrespectful thing to death. As an elder, I don't look like an elder at all. "Ye Feng could see that there was something fishy between Zhang Yumei and Feng Sande, and he fanned the flames and said with a smile: "Sister Mei is right."

Feng Sande didn't dare to vent his anger on Ye Feng, nor on Zhang Yumei. He was able to show off his power in front of Feng Zheng. He glared at Feng Zheng with unkind eyes: "Am I disrespectful for an old man?"

"No."

"I don't look like an elder?"

"nor."

Feng Sande asked a question and Feng Zheng answered.

Ye Feng also had a look of helplessness on his face. How could Feng Zheng, a tough tiger man, be so useless in front of Feng Sande? Is this the legendary thing where one thing subdues another?
After Feng Sande asked Feng Zheng, he said to Zhang Yumei in a sullen tone: "Xian... you have nothing to do, so please mind your own business."

Feng Sande was startled and almost spit out the words "salted fish girl".

Zhang Yumei was furious when she saw Feng Sande's arrogant look, and so was Feng Zheng. Why was the eldest brother, who was only 1.8 meters tall, bullied by such a shameless old man like Feng Sande?

Since Feng Zheng beat Zhang Yumei's ex-husband last time, Zhang Yumei's ex-husband has never come to pester her again, so Zhang Yumei is also grateful to Feng Sande and Feng Zheng.

I just feel that Feng Sande is too annoying sometimes, and the mud cannot hold up the wall.

So Zhang Yumei was very angry when she saw Feng Sande bullying Feng Zheng, and she hated Feng Sande. She immediately pointed at Feng Sande angrily: "Feng Sande, let me tell you, Feng Zheng will be my brother from now on. If you dare to bully him again, I will I’m not done with you!”

"I'm teaching my nephew a lesson...what's wrong with you? You're too bullying."

Feng Sande was very unconvinced. The first half of what he said was very upright and his voice was loud. But in the second half, when he saw Zhang Yumei stuffing the melon seeds in her pocket and looking like she was about to come over, she stopped instantly.

I almost couldn't swallow the last few words, and my voice was as low as a kitten meowing.

So Feng Sande glared at Feng Zheng fiercely.

Feng Zheng's face was full of helplessness, and he was about to suffer disaster again. However, there was still a faint smile on Feng Zheng's face, which was as desolate as the grassland in the northwest. However, he never wanted to reveal his true thoughts and did not let anyone see him. This smile.

Then the two men packed their bags.

Zhang Yumei came over and first asked Ye Feng if he ate melon seeds. Ye Feng said no. Zhang Yumei then said: "Boss, don't mind. This old gangster Feng Sande needs to be treated. He has such stinky problems. No wonder he is in his 40s." Now, I can’t even find a woman.”

Ye Feng said with a smile: "Just treating him like this is not enough. You can control him for a while, but how can you control him for the rest of his life?"

"Who can control him with his bad habits? Bad habits are hard to change." Zhang Yumei looked at Feng Sande's hunched figure packing his things and said with hatred.

"Isn't the person who can control him right in front of me?" Ye Feng looked at Zhang Yumei and almost laughed out loud, because when he saw Zhang Yumei, he thought that she cut Feng Sande's hair.

"Who?"

Zhang Yumei looked around while eating melon seeds, and then saw Ye Feng's eyes staring at her. She instantly understood who Ye Feng was referring to, and then she felt like she was guilty of committing a crime.

My heartbeat immediately picked up and almost jumped out of my throat.

"I don't have the ability to control him."

Zhang Yumei looked away, said something insincere, and then said New Year's greetings to Ye Feng before running away.

(End of this chapter)