Recast youth

Chapter 805 No one is qualified

"Cough cough cough..."

After returning to the study, Zhong Min's throat suddenly felt itchy and he couldn't stop coughing.

Kong Zhong, who was wearing linen gray clothes, had an indifferent expression. He took out a box from a hollow cabinet made of red sandalwood. There were spices in the box. He took out a little and put it in the incense burner on the desk that had been used for an unknown number of years.

Then Kong Zhong took the pen, ink, paper and inkstone again, his movements were very light, not hasty or slow, his body had an aura of unearthly, and his stern face was as sharp as a knife and an axe, without a single flaw.

After finishing all this, Kong Zhong was grinding meticulously and asked: "Are you injured?"

"Well, I got a little injured trying to stop the two of them."

Zhong Min stopped coughing, nodded, and said, "If I don't stop them, one of them will die at the door tonight."

Kong Zhong's face remained unchanged and he continued to study ink. His expression was calm, as if he had the courage to change his color when Mount Tai collapsed in front of him. He asked calmly: "Who do you think has a greater chance of dying?"

"If Aping didn't have a knife, he would have narrowly escaped death."

Zhong Min thought about the shocking battle between the two before, and then said: "Master Kong, you also know that A Ping has a demonic aura when he has a sword. It's like changing into a different person. It's very dangerous and also I can’t say, but the Feng Zheng under Ye Feng is really a powerful person, with very strong explosive power. I don’t know where Ye Feng found such a powerful person.”

Kong Zhong looked calm and did not take it seriously. With a population of 13 billion and more than 3000 million illegal households in China, it is not surprising that someone who looks like a demon might pop up in any corner.

Kong Zhong likes the process of grinding ink when writing calligraphy.

long.

But you can cultivate your mind. It is easy to cultivate your body, but it is difficult to cultivate your heart. It is no less difficult than the difficult process of Tang Sanzang's edict to go to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures. Studying ink may seem simple, but it is not simple at all.

However, these are already part of daily life for Kong Zhong. He studied the ink vigorously, glanced at a piece of paper next to him, and said, "This is the certificate that boy left for me. Take a look."

Hearing this, Zhong Min stepped forward, saw what was written on the paper, his eyes lit up, and then he shouted: "Good guy, what a courageous person."

Kong Zhong asked: "Do you think what is written on it is true or false?"

"If it was written by someone else, it must be fake." At this point, Zhong Min commented: "It's just his words, I can't say, Ye Feng climbs too fast, he is very human and very special , I can’t say I’m dead either.”

Kong Zhong added a little water to the inkstone, and then said calmly while grinding the ink: "I thought a lot before I asked you to bring him over. I thought about letting him kneel in front of me, and I also thought about stepping on it. He will never be able to turn over in his life."

"Master Kong, if you want him to be unable to stand up, he will definitely not be able to stand up." Zhong Min chuckled at the side. If Ye Feng is said to be unable to stand up for ordinary people in this life, Zhong Min will not believe it based on Ye Feng's current achievements. , but if the man in front of him takes action, it will be equivalent to the Fantian Seal being blocked all at once.

As for the truth?That's not important.

The important thing is that ordinary people will only believe the official answer. If Ye Feng breaks the law, he has broken the law. Moreover, once someone like Ye Feng is convicted of a crime, the consequences will be far more serious than if an ordinary person breaks the law.

It can be said that it is almost the opposite direction.

How much the public admired Ye Feng before, but now how much they belittle Ye Feng. They probably all have comments like this. We should have checked him out a long time ago. He has made billions in two or three years. Isn't it illegal? ?
You know, in the eyes of some people, the fall of a rich person is undoubtedly something that makes them feel extremely happy. The hatred of the rich has always existed.

Even if Ye Feng filed a lawsuit and overturned the case afterwards, it would have been many years later.

By that time, truth or falsehood no longer matters, and Ye Feng's achievements have already been plucked or replaced by others.

"But when he came to me and lowered his head, I thought of the phone call Jing Ke's mother gave me when she passed away. She had never asked for anything from me before. You don't know how much she gave me when she received the call. I was so angry that I wanted to tear off that kid's skin, but I was afraid that she would be disappointed again."

Kong Zhong twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, showing a self-deprecating arc: "I guess if I do something excessive to Ye Feng, she will be the first one to come back to me to settle the score."

"no way."

Zhong Min couldn't help but laugh when he saw Kong Zhong's self-deprecating look: "Master Kong, you only have a daughter like this. They say that a daughter was her father's nemesis in his previous life. It is his fate to seek revenge in this life." It’s all life.”

Kong Zhong recited something softly, then shook his head, spread out the rice paper he had prepared, picked up a brush, dipped it in ink, and started writing with a cold and focused expression, swiping the pen like a dragon or snake swimming around, using iron as a silver hook:

If the enemy is close, there will be many tourists; if the danger is far, there will be few tourists.

The magnificence, magnificence, and extraordinary view of the world often lie in the danger and distance, but the rareness of human beings, so those who are not ambitious can't get there.

……

……

hospital.

Ye Feng and Feng Zheng were bandaging wounds in the surgery. They were stabbed three times. They looked bloody, but the injuries were not serious. The vital parts were avoided, which meant they were stabbed several times.

Feng Zheng was shirtless and sat on a stool in the emergency surgery room, letting the doctor bandage his wounds. He was like a statue standing in a deserted world, not even frowning when being disinfected with iodophor or the like.

Ye Feng leaned against the door and watched the scene with his hands folded across his chest.

When he was in Dongzhou, the Korean suffered a loss at the hands of Feng Zheng. Ye Feng subconsciously felt that Liu Zhengping was not Feng Zheng's opponent, so he had the confidence to say to Liu Zhengping, bite people. The dog doesn't bark.

But what Ye Feng never expected was that Liu Zhengping would be so powerful once he had a knife in his hand. The knife had a sinister and sinister smell.

After Feng Zheng bandaged the wound, Ye Feng asked: "Does it hurt a lot?"

"A little."

Feng Zheng stood up and smiled honestly. As for the doctor's clothes, they were damaged when he used scissors to cut the wound, and they were stained with blood, so naturally there was no way to wear them again.

Ye Feng looked at Feng Zheng, a man who almost never had material demands and rarely expressed his thoughts, and said: "Next time if it hurts, just hum. Don't hold it in."

"Humming doesn't work, it still hurts."

Feng Zheng smiled, and then, as if he had read Ye Feng's thoughts, he showed a hint of honesty and said: "The third master has told me that if anything happens, I will kill you in front of you. I must not embarrass you, otherwise, Even if you don't take care of me, he will have to take care of me when he goes back. If I get hurt, the third master will be happier."

Ye Feng looked at Feng Zheng's silly smile, and his emotions were a little agitated. That was obviously not what he cared about, but he regretted that Feng Zheng almost lost his life because of his quickness.

In his mind, how could that stick man's life be compared to Feng Zheng's hair?
Gradually, Ye Feng saw the honest smile on Feng Zheng's face, and finally became more and more unhappy. What he said was also so irritating, and he kicked him: "You are so heartless, Feng Sande asked you to die, you Die too?”

"You remember it for me."

Ye Feng stared at Feng Zheng's cold face as if he didn't care about anything, and said in a deep voice: "No matter who it is, they are not qualified to let you die, you know? Even I, Feng Sande, that eunuch, are not qualified! There is no comparison It’s more important to live.”

Feng Zheng smiled naively.

"Do not laugh!"

Ye Feng became even more angry and kicked Feng Zheng again: "Did you remember what I said?"

Feng Zheng laughed subconsciously, but halfway through his laughter, his face tightened again.

"remember."

Feng Zheng's voice was very soft and his eyes were serious.

(End of this chapter)