Rebirth of the Peak Young Master-Chapter 1205: Baffling

In his mind, he and Ye Fengsheng were slowly walking in the same direction, but the young man who had already reached the elevator door suddenly appeared in front of him. There was a profound expression on his beautiful face, but he said, "I have no interest in your things, don't provoke me, don't use your vigilance on me, I have no interest in you." You better not hold a grudge against me, or you'll definitely die before me."

The cold voice had just fallen when the man blinked and found that the young man in front had entered the elevator and closed the door.

"What's going on?"

He rubbed his eyes vigorously. He watched the elevator button drop strangely. Something was baffling.

Coming to Kunlun took a lot of effort. In truth, Ye Fengsheng had no interest in getting involved with poachers. So, when the sensation of killing arose, he decided to give that so-called person a warning. If he didn't listen, he still had to make a commitment. This is the issue of self-destruction.

The restaurant owner did not come, but seemed to be greeting the staff. Ye Fengsheng came to all the employees in the store, treating him with the best attitude, fearing to scare himself.

"Call your manager."

He didn't continue to point the spear at Ye Fengsheng until his companion pulled him. He muttered a discontented word and sat back down.

The waiter was also a person. His heart turned into many white eyes. He thought this was a hotel. Now you're in a private room of a restaurant. Aside from the owner, he was still one of his attendants. Where can I find the manager for you? He wanted to run over here. What's wrong with him? He said in a good voice: "Sir, our manager is not in."

"Then call your boss over!"

Another slap on the table, the man in the suit was furious.

The waiter replied, "The boss hasn't come yet."

Anger found no place as the man's face showed an angry color: "I'm going to complain about you!"

"Alright!" The woman beside him pulled his arm and said, "Don't lose face."

As she spoke, she signaled for the waiter to leave quickly while turning and giving Ye Fengsheng an apologetic look.

As soon as the woman opened her mouth, the man obediently shut his mouth. Although there was reluctance written all over his face, he said nothing. It was only when the surrounding gaze fell on Ye Fengsheng that there was a trace of malice.

He was also guilty. It was said money was the root of a man's troubles. If he did not have money in his pocket, it was impossible for him to live a hard life. If he wanted to spend a woman's money, he could only treat the woman as an ancestor.

I dare not resist.

Ye Fengsheng didn't care. He took a sip of tea, letting the fragrance flow in his mouth. He slowly squinted his eyes and felt a rare peace.

The rising sun streamed through the window onto his beautiful face. Supported by this tranquil quality, many women's unusual eyes were attracted by the white. Among them, a lady who had just opened her mouth to greet the waiter noticed this. Therefore, the man in the suit, who noticed this, became more and more angry when he looked at Ye Fengsheng.

Ye Fengsheng's male companion slowly walked into the dining room, served a few plates of cooked big pot dishes, and sat next to Ye Fengsheng. He was also close to the window, so he could easily observe every move on the ground floor. Once something happened, he could escape the first time.

No matter how cautious they were in their profession, they feared they weren't careful enough.

Half the pot of tea went down his throat. Ye Fengsheng cleared the table of food, squinting his eyes. Just as he was about to get up and leave, a group of people in coarse clothes entered from the door of the restaurant. The first one to notice responded and quickly stood up, wanting to hurry away.

But because the area was too large, it caught the group's attention, and someone immediately started cursing: "Wang Quan! You dare to run!"

The words had just fallen, and a group of people immediately dispersed, ignoring the people around who were still eating, like a lotus flower, surrounding that person.

He seemed to owe these people millions. These people came here for their lives and money. Seeing no escape, Wang Quan immediately jumped on the dining table. He went mad, hurriedly bustling, taking countless soups, soups and water, which led to countless curses. Meanwhile, he finally waited for the man in the suit.

The whole plate was trampled.

Ye Fengsheng did not care. He stood up from the outside and walked towards the cashier's counter. It had nothing to do with him, no matter how noisy it was, crying for his father, crying for his mother around him.

Finally, the man in the suit was furious. He poured all the pent-up rage that hadn't spilled on Ye Fengsheng onto Wang Quan. He raised his hand, grabbed his foot, and dragged it to the ground. Then he overturned the table, regardless of the greasy broth, smashing it toward Wang Quan's head and back. If his companions pulled him, he was unwilling to let go, not because those people gathered around him, displaying their savagery. They were tall and strong. I worry they won't give up.

"Why can't you change your explosive temper?"

The woman on one side took out a few tissues and handed it to the man in the suit. However, the peripheral vision found a circle in the restaurant, wanting to find the figure of the young man just now.

"Look at what he did, this big mix. I can't miss two anymore..."

Just as he was saying this, the man in the suit suddenly noticed that his companion had put his gaze on the young man's back earlier, and the anger just held back immediately sprang up again.

He wanted to have a good drink in his heart to make the rabbit stop, but he couldn't stand the threat of his companion. He had to stop and swallow his voice. He said in his heart: "When I enter your house, who sees and calls me."

"Stop!"

Ye Feng's voice was unprecedented.

"Boy going out, stand up for me!"

The dying Wang Quan loudly called to Ye Feng.

I thought that the speaker would call his subordinates to do it himself, but Ye Fengsheng did not want to know, after saying this, he walked to the window, opened the window, and then glanced around. His companions immediately threw the dying Wang out of the window.

"Ah!"

The people around were shocked and almost subconsciously screamed. They immediately followed, rushing to cover their mouths, fearing that these people would notice themselves due to their lost voice screams.

A dull commotion came from the road downstairs, changing the faces of those who were dining and not involved.

Although the floor is not high, it was just thrown out head down. Even strong people would be afraid of making mistakes. Not to mention that person, who just lost consciousness and was beaten to death.

These people really dare to kill!

"Is it just like this?" Ye Feng sniffed, shook his head, and turned to leave.

"Stop! Who told you to leave!"

With a gaping mouth, the first person shouted at Ye Feng.

After a pause, Ye Feng sighed: "Your mind is not very good. I don't need to associate with you anymore."

"What a jerk!" "What do you mean?"

"If you believe his words, why don't you go die?" he said.

Ye Fengsheng raised his eyebrows, glanced at these people: "Without any evidence, he doesn't even know my name. He said you come looking for me to kill. Step back and say, even if you really can hold me, but you can't find me whom you want, what will you do?"

"Uh..."

He choked for a moment, the person in charge fell silent for a moment, and patted that inch with his hand.

Where did they know these gaudy people from? Wang was a traitor. He stole everyone's treasure and escaped alone. So he must be caught back and killed. He said who is the object, who is the object. Isn't it better to say when a person dies?