Rebirth of the Peak Young Master-Chapter 1175: Sharing with Each Other

Mr. Ye smiled and shook his head, saying, "You give me names, they give me money." If you take the money, you share among yourselves. I have harmed

It's not easy to help each other out. Everyone will be fine."

At this moment, Ye Fengsheng looked at the group swirling in the air: "As for these people, if they're good people, you certainly won't be. Do you understand what I mean?"

Naturally, we realized the awe and worry in their eyes. Since ancient times, human nature has been the same. In fact, such things cannot be avoided even by ourselves. But as these troubles are caused by our own mistakes, we can always try to make amends, even a little is good.

Qin Chaoyu listened to Ye Fengsheng's words and naturally understood his meaning. He instinctively wanted to grab Ye Fengsheng's arm, but after thinking it over, he withdrew his hand.

"You go back first."

Someone noticed Ye Fengsheng hadn't collapsed and said to her, "There are some haunted friends, I should entertain them."

"Mr. Ye, you..."

Qin Chaoyu habitually followed Ye Fengsheng's arrangements and walked toward the car. On his return, he seemed to remember something. He wanted to add but found Ye Fengsheng's figure had vanished without a trace. He just sighed and whispered:

"Be careful."

"Do you want to go?"

In Jianghai City, in a coffee shop on the second floor at the corner of a street, Ye Feng spoke indecisively. He naturally opened up a chair and sat down. He looked at the woman who wasn't very bright but not ugly either.

"You are the remaining fourteen.

The Fourteen States is an assassination organization inherited from ancient times. There are three thousand assassins in the hall, climbing up like a pyramid, overlooking all beings from the top of the tower, standing at the pinnacle of three thousand assassins. Whether it's the Shadow of Three Deaths, the Faces of Twenty Gold, or the Faces of Thirty Silver, none are simple roles.

For a woman to stand out as a Leader of the Fourteen States, aside from having the ability to surpass everyone, she must also have the ability to convince everyone!

The Vermilion Bird is a woman, but she stood out among a group of men. As the Leader of the Fourteen States, she paid a great price, which was a lack of emotions in her life.

Azure Dragon, Vermilion Bird, Gou Chen, Teng Snake, White Tiger, Xuanwu.

There are six people in total, all disciples of the last Leader of the Fourteen States. The final order the Leader left these six disciples was to commit suicide or be killed by him.

Assassins are human too, with emotions, so no one dared to take it seriously. What they didn't expect was that they would treat it like a father's command. Vermilion Bird saw the deaths of Azure Dragon and Xuanwu at the master's hands, then drove the Plum Dart into the previous Leader's chest of the Fourteen States. No one dared to do so, she became the new Leader of the Fourteen States.

She killed her master and was hated by her brothers, but she didn't regret it because she knew this was what she wanted, a head of the Fourteen States

When a Leader cannot guarantee their own life, they lose the qualification to be a Leader.

This is the last lesson the master taught with his own life. Vermilion Bird dared not forget it. Therefore, after she became the Leader, she remedied many escape schemes, or lives. She even hired countless assassins in the Fourteen States to carry out assassination missions. Ultimately, she obtained the scar and qualification to speak freely in front of Ye Fengsheng.

Even if Ye Fengsheng killed Teng Snake and Gou Jian, she must leave unscathed. This was her confidence and her current assurance.

"Ye Fengsheng, have you returned?"

A sudden surprise came from one side, followed by rapid footsteps against the tiles and heels. Zhuang Manjing, wearing a blue dress, rushed to Ye Fengsheng in the bewildered gazes of her peers. Ye Fengsheng and Vermilion Bird exchanged glances, asking: "When did you return? Does Zhao Yu know?"

In the lamplight, the blue long dress and beautiful face presented a very beautiful picture. However, Ye Feng's voice wasn't heard in the scene, so Zhuang Manjing at this moment seemed like a single-minded woman trying to open up to the man she loves, but that man refused her direct approach.

"Who is this boy?"

The young men following behind Zhuang Manjing all displayed odd expressions. Yu Guang intentionally or unintentionally glanced at the man in white beside him, worried.

His father, Ji Lin, was originally a half-black-half-white leader in Jianghai City. Later, when the elder Ding Zhen from Jianghai City visited him, his position rose with the tide. Recently, he encountered good fortune. Tonight, Ding Zhen held a banquet in the development zone.

A large area of new land has been handed over to Ji Lin to arrange, so Ji Wan, the only son, naturally became a target for the gang.

Everyone knew Ji Wan had an interest in Zhuang Manjing, so after the party, he invited her out. He wanted to create an opportunity for Ji Wan. If Ji Wan was happy, he would gain some advantages. How could he have imagined that Zhuang Manjing left all her people in front of Ji Wan, speaking to another stranger? She undoubtedly touched Ji Wan's taboo.

I sat down casually. Ji Wan's face turned gloomy, especially as Ye Fengsheng remained silent while Zhuang Manjing kept her mouth open, he couldn't help but grunt.

"Ji Ji, do you want to clean him up?"

This is also a mixed society, but Ji Wanlao, Ji Lin, is the young father of the big brother, so he also became Ji Wanlao's brother. This is what he said personally. Looking at the voice of Ye Fengsheng on the table, his face was stern, his hands tightly clenched into fists, with upper limb joints taut.

"What is his identity?"

This is not a foolish role. No matter how angry he was, Ji Wan was also cautious. He just obtained a development opportunity. Now, although he doesn't need to look at other people's faces, he should care about some influences. If he encounters any iron board, he would be fortunate, then tied together with his father.

"I don't think there is any identity."

"There are so many things in Jianghai City we cannot stir up. We all know each other."

At this moment, not many people were in the second-floor coffee shop, but with the tremendous noise and rolling of Flying Dragon's ceramic pieces on the ground again in front of us, all of us couldn't help but stand up and retreat to the coffee shop corners.

Vermilion Bird did not leave. The tricks of patching up the boardwalk and sneaking through the warehouse may work elsewhere. In front of Ye Fengsheng, it was still a bit short. The time for the flood dragon to roar with teeth and claws wasn't long. It was about a meter long. But the strong momentum still brought Vermilion Bird enormous pressure. She felt she would be torn apart by this flood dragon.

Therefore, this dragon made of ceramics suddenly turned into powder and disappeared from her sight.

It's not that Vermilion Bird had the ability to contend with Ye Fengsheng, but because of a hysterical "Ah!!" scream that turned some upstairs noises into bloodshed.

Ye Feng narrowed his eyes, staring at the woman sitting before Vermilion Bird, who pulled at her, preventing her success. Due to struggle and crying, Zhu Ke inserted her slender fingers deeply into the adult's abdomen, letting the hot blood flow indifferently.

A cold light flashed in his eyes. Ye Fengsheng wasn't foolish enough to argue the distinctions between assassins and crooks with the Leader of the Fourteen States. As someone who had died once, he knew no one cared about these matters between life and death.

"I understand."

Ye Fengsheng didn't say anything, but Vermilion Bird spoke first. Looking at the dragon turned into powder in the air, she pulled out a corner of sarcasm from her mouth, saying: "I know you Fengsheng have a lot of power, the combination and collusion of Teng Snake aren't your match, so I certainly am not your match.