Recast youth

Chapter 807 Uncle and Nephew
Bar door.

Hou Yao and Zhou Yihang saw Ye Feng and Feng Zheng in the car, and even saw several wounds on Feng Zheng's body that had been bandaged and wrapped with gauze. Zhou Yihang was startled for a moment and asked: "What's going on with you two?" Are you going to fight?"

"Made action with that North Korean."

Ye Feng explained, and then said: "Find me some clothes and put them on for him."

Hou Yao called Li Wensheng on the phone and asked someone to deliver a piece of clothing, and added that it would cost more than 180 yuan. Then he came over and asked, "Why did you get started? Tell me what happened? Did you suffer any loss?" ?”

Hou Yao is most concerned about this. It's okay to get an advantage, but it's absolutely impossible to suffer a loss.

"It's not a loss."

Ye Feng thought for a while, and then told Hou Yao and Zhou Yihang what happened.

"Damn it, I'm just going to tell you that that stick is not pleasing to the eye, those little eyes are like those of a fucking African vulture."

After hearing this, Hou Yao became angry, glanced at Zhou Yihang, and then said to Ye Feng: "How about we stay in Yanjing for a few more days, see where that stick likes to go, and try to trick him in the middle of the night, it's a dog day. Yes, it’s so outrageous that a Korean stickman dares to be so rampant in our capital.”

Zhou Yihang looked at Ye Feng: "What do you say? If you want to do it, you can look over at Chen Huang. He should know a lot of people in Yanjing who can fight."

"No, there will be a chance. He was also seriously injured."

Ye Feng shook his head. If it was before, he might have thought so, but after seeing Liu Zhengping's ruthlessness with his own eyes, Ye Feng would no longer have such thoughts. It can also be seen from Liu Zhengping's performance, He is a character who carries a knife with him, and Ye Feng does not want others to take risks.

At this time, the bar staff brought out a piece of clothing.

Hou Yao put the clothes on Feng Zheng and then said: "Okay, anyway, when you need us, you can tell us. In terms of money, I may not have as much as you, but when it comes to Yin people, I still have more connections than you." of."

"The main thing is that he belongs to Kong Zhong now, otherwise, it would be easier to deal with."

Zhou Yihang frowned and said, "What a mad dog without eyeballs. He even dares to attack his master's son-in-law. He should have all his teeth knocked out."

"Why are you doing this?"

Ye Feng smiled bitterly. Feng Zheng had mentioned this matter before. Unexpectedly, Zhou Yihang came again. This also reminded him of a very famous star from Hunan and Hong Kong, Ouyang Zhenhua. He was obviously very outstanding, but because of his relationship with The granddaughter of the first generation gambling king Fu Laorong was said to be a softie when they were together.

"Hey, brother, I'm just trying to show you a way out because you're angry. You said you've become Kong Zhong's son-in-law. Isn't it easy to deal with that stick?"

Zhou Yihang chuckled and made a hand gesture of slapping from left to right: "When the time comes, just do this, slap one slap after another, slap the left side and the right side, I will make you lose your eyes, I will let you bite me, you bitch, Don’t you know that I am Kong Cao Cao’s son-in-law? Do you understand the only son-in-law? You stinky Sabi.”

Hou Yao warned from the side: "It's a stinky stick."

"Yes, yes, you stinky stick."

Zhou Yihang nodded and said, "That's probably the central idea anyway."

Ye Feng was too lazy to pay attention to the two people's singing and said: "I won't talk to you anymore. Feng Zheng was injured a little. I'm going back first. You guys can take your time and play. We'll call you tomorrow to finalize things with the film and television company."

"Okay, slow down on the road."

Zhou Yihang and Hou Yao did not let Ye Feng stay to play with them, and moved out of the way: "We will call you tomorrow."

"If you call us, we may not be able to get up." Hou Yao quickly added.

"Set an alarm on your phone."

Ye Feng replied, and then drove home. As for Feng Zheng's injury, he did not let Feng Zheng drive. He drove the car himself. While on the road, he was also wondering where Kong Jingke had gone.

When going abroad, the mobile phone cannot be connected and you have to buy a new mobile phone card. Ye Feng still knows this basic common sense. In other words, if he wants to contact Kong Jingke, he must wait for her to call back. But if she is willing to call back, If you use the phone, you don’t have to go abroad.

After thinking about it, Ye Feng called Ke Meng and wanted to know if Kong Jingke had contacted her.

"If you don't contact me, even if you contact me, I won't tell you."

Ke Meng said this coldly and hung up the phone.

Ye Feng knew that he might be treated like this before he made this call. No one could blame him. In Ke Meng's eyes, he was indeed similar to a scumbag who had nothing to do with his life.

Ye Feng didn't even have to wash himself.

"Am I a scumbag?" Ye Feng turned around and glanced at Feng Zheng, who always liked to act stupid.

"Yes." Feng Zheng nodded.Ye Feng glanced at him sideways: "Can't you lie to me and make me feel better?"

"Boss, I won't lie." Feng Zheng scratched his head and said honestly.

"Pretend, just pretend. I don't know who it was on the train a few years ago who tried to defraud me of money using cans. Without your cooperation, no one would believe Feng Sande with his wretched appearance."

Ye Feng cursed angrily, feeling too tired. Everyone around him usually told lies, but now he needed them to lie to him. They were all as honest as elementary school students. It was too difficult.

arrive home.

Ye Feng saw Feng Sande and Pan Kun sitting on the sofa watching TV.

Feng Sande originally cut some tomatoes, stirred them with sugar, and chilled them in the refrigerator. Now they taste just right, sweet, cool, and refreshing. He was about to ask Ye Feng if he wanted to try them.

But seeing Ye Feng's face, Feng Sande instinctively sensed a sense of crisis, and gave up the idea of ​​asking Ye Feng to eat iced tomatoes. He almost stopped watching TV with his tail between his legs, and kept looking at Feng Zheng unkindly.

This bitch must have made the boss angry, so he needs to be dealt with in private.

Ye Feng went up and gave Feng Sande a kick: "You don't look at me, you don't respect me."

Feng Sande almost jumped up and was so stunned.

"I looked at you just now, but you didn't look at me. What do you mean by looking at Feng Zheng?" Ye Feng looked at Feng Sande with an unkind look.

Pan Kun was watching TV on another sofa. When he saw this scene, he pretended not to have seen it, refused to participate, and did not hear it.

Feng Sande was a shrewd person. He immediately saw that Ye Feng was deliberately picking trouble with him. He simply threw away his chopsticks and lay down on the sofa. He looked like he was not resisting and said like a bachelor: "Boss, if you want to beat me, just do it." , it also saves you the trouble of making excuses, being tired and panicking, you are upset, and I am quite upset too."

"Tsk tsk, Mr. Feng, I really have you..."

Ye Feng clicked his tongue and glanced at Feng Sande. This was because of this old gangster general. The old gangster looked like he wanted to kill and cut him up casually, but he couldn't find trouble with him anymore.

"Feng Zheng is a little injured. He will go to the market tomorrow to buy two old hens and stew them for him."

Ye Feng said to Feng Sande.

"Injured?" Feng Sande heard this and looked at Feng Zheng with dripping eyes.

"Where should I look?"

Ye Feng reached out to block Feng Sande's eyes, pushed him aside, and then lowered his voice: "He didn't lose my people today, and you, too. You're just a nephew, so you can't be nice to him? He's really gone wrong." What is it that doesn’t make you feel bad?”

"What could happen to him with his rough skin and thick flesh..."

Feng Sande was still a little dissatisfied and muttered. Ye Feng glared at him, and then he immediately changed his words: "I know, boss, two old hens are making chicken soup, right? No problem."

After Ye Feng left, Feng Sande's expression became serious. He looked at the TV and didn't know what he was thinking. After a while, he looked at Feng Zheng and said, "Take off your clothes. Let me see where you are injured." .”

Feng Zheng sat on the edge of the sofa and took off his shirt, revealing his body made of copper and iron and the intricate old and new injuries.

"Can't you die?" Feng Sande asked.

"Can't die."

Feng Zheng smiled.

Feng Sande muttered: "As long as you don't die."

Pan Kun was listening to the conversation between this strange pair of uncle and nephew. For some reason, he felt a little envious.

in the bedroom.

Ye Feng opened his laptop and logged into his email. The last email he sent to Kong Jingke was the song "After You Leave". Looking at the song, Ye Feng suddenly felt a little ironic.

Really after you leave.

Ye Feng pursed his lips, smiled self-deprecatingly, and began to write an email.

(End of this chapter)