C16 Two Million Smoke

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, a staff was placed on their body.

Formerly there were powerful competitors, and later there was a life-threatening threat to their safety. Under these circumstances, the choice made by most people would be very decisive and simple, which was to give up. Even if the goddess was by his side, he would still have to give up decisively, or else he would die without even knowing how he did it.

However, the current Ye Zifeng was the complete opposite.

Not only did he not let go of Ouyang Baanruo, he hugged her even more tightly. Furthermore, Ye Zifeng completely ignored the existence of Luo Xie and Jin Qiuming, and actually bowed his head slightly as he instantly kissed Ouyang Baanruo with his lips.

Even Ouyang Baanruo didn't expect that Ye Zifeng would actually dare to kiss the corner of his lips in this kind of life threatening situation.

Looking on helplessly as Ye Zifeng got closer and closer, Ouyang Baanruo wanted to push him away, but his entire body froze in place, without any form of resistance.

The current Ouyang Baanruo felt her heart beating erratically, it was a type of restlessness that she had never experienced before.

This scene, whether it was the spectators or Jin Qiuming, everyone saw it. The spectators were all dumbstruck. No one thought that Goddess Ouyang's "fiance" would actually have such courage to kiss Goddess Ouyang in front of everyone's eyes. This was simply challenging Jin Qiuming's bottom line.

Jin Qiuming's handsome eyes immediately narrowed, the anger of being humiliated in front of everyone had rushed to his head, and the sinister light was faintly discernable in Jin Qiuming's eyes, at the moment, Jin Qiuming wished he could tear apart this shameless fellow in front of him.

After a deep and emotional kiss, Ye Zifeng was still hugging Ouyang Baanruo, and then, proudly, he spoke to the dumbstruck Luo Xie.

"Bro, you meddle too much. I didn't just hold my wife today. I kissed her in public. Today, I just want to tell you guys that Ouyang Baanruo is my, Ye Zifeng's, fiancee, wife. From today onwards, it would be best if you guys don't have any ideas about her, understand? "

The current Ye Zifeng standing in the crowd gave Ouyang Baanruo the illusion that she had never experienced before, as she looked down at the world with disdain.

Looking at the "rascal" Ouyang Baanruo beside him, Ouyang Baanruo felt her mind go blank.

"Hehe, hehe!" Sneering coldly twice in disdain, Luo Xie felt as if someone had slapped his face until it was bursting with noise, "Good good good good brat, you have guts. I, your father, has not seen someone as brave as you in a long time. But today, I want to see if your mouth is tough, or your bones are tough! "

After he scolded her, Luo Xie started to move. He raised the baseball bat in his hand and smashed towards Ye Zifeng's head.

Jin Qiuming looked behind him, but he did not stop him, he only laughed coldly.

Ouyang Baanruo was shocked, and looked at Ye Zifeng in panic.

It had to be said that Luo Xie's hand speed was extremely fast. If he was able to hit him with this staff, it would at least result in him losing his head.

Facing this rod strike that seemed like it would destroy bamboo, Ye Zifeng merely sneered, lightly hugged Ouyang Baanruo, and leisurely took a step back.

Immediately after, Ye Zifeng raised his left hand, his five fingers extended like an iron pincer, fiercely grabbing onto Luo Xie's baseball bat.

Just when everyone thought that Ye Zifeng was courting death, they saw Ye Zifeng's wrist tremble slightly, and Luo Xie's entire arm trembled a little as well. Luo Xie only felt his arm go numb as the baseball bat left his hand.

On the other hand, Ye Zifeng was still holding onto the wooden baseball bat with one hand, while wearing the same smile on his face.

Crack * A clear cracking sound could be heard in the air, and the wooden baseball bat was directly crushed into pieces by Ye Zifeng. Large chunks of wood were scattered down from Ye Zifeng's hands.

With a disdainful snort, Ye Zifeng casually threw the other half of the baseball bat onto the ground. "Bro, you're still too inexperienced to play with a stick in front of me!"

At this moment, the entire place was in complete silence, and even Ouyang Baanruo, who was in Ye Zifeng's embrace, was dumbfounded.

A baseball bat that was as thick as an arm was actually crushed by a single hand of Ye Zifeng.

The Ye Zifeng at this time was completely different from before. There was no scoundrel or shameless smile, and in his eyes, Jin Qiuming saw a terrifying killing intent.

Whether it was Jin Qiuming, the baseball team, or the spectators around him, they were all stunned by this terrifying hand of Ye Zifeng's. Even Luo Xie, who had been hooting, was abnormally frightened as he took two steps back.

However, having been in the Zhonghai Art Academy for so long, it was still the first time Luo Xie had suffered such a great loss. Even when facing Faang Wenyuan's karate, Luo Xie had never lost so much face like he did today.

Even thinking about it, he couldn't believe it. Luo Xie snorted at Ye Zifeng: "Hmph, stinking brat, you do have some power. No wonder you're so arrogant. But I don't believe that I can't discipline you today! "

"Old Cheng, let's go together and teach this brat a lesson. Let this brat know the power of our baseball club."

Not to mention Luo Xie, even the entire baseball club could not take this lying down. Suddenly, seven to eight burly men once again became aggressive.

"Some people really can't not be taught a lesson!" Ye Zifeng lazily said as he gently released Ouyang Baanruo.

Ouyang Baanruo originally wanted to gather Jin Qiuming and Faang Wenyuan to teach them a lesson, but seeing that Ye Zifeng was surrounded by seven or eight people, for some reason, Ouyang Baanruo started to get nervous.

But just as the flames of war were about to explode, Jin Qiuming actually scolded them: "Luo Xie, Cheng Lei, all of you retreat!"

"But, Young Master, this …" Luo Xie was extremely unwilling.

However, Jin Qiuming glared at him and scolded him again, "Step down!"

Although he wanted to wrench his wrist against Ye Zifeng, under Jin Qiuming's command, Luo Xie and Cheng Lei didn't dare to disobey, and could only curse twice before returning to Jin Qiuming's back.

Jin Qiuming walked up two steps and stood in front of Ye Zifeng. He spoke with a condescending attitude towards Ye Zifeng, "Your name is Ye Zifeng, right? I sincerely advise you that not everyone can do this kind of job as a shield. Sometimes, you might even burn yourself by playing with it! "

As he spoke, Jin Qiuming casually took out a stack of cheque books and filled it in with a series of numbers without even giving Ye Zifeng a glance.

After tearing the cheque, Jin Qiuming became exceptionally arrogant and waved it in front of Ye Zifeng: "Here is two million, this young master knows that you have never seen such an astronomical number. But you don't need to be excited, as long as you agree to leave Zhong Hai, and never appear in front of Hannya again, this astronomical figure will be yours, how about this deal is fair and reasonable? "

From the very beginning, Jin Qiuming had never considered Ye Zifeng as a true opponent. This was also in line with the motto of Jin Qiuming's life. He believed that there was no one in this world who could not be killed with money.

Of course, Jin Qiuming had his own plans. According to Luo Xie and Cheng Lei's stance, the battle would definitely not be light. Whether Luo Xie and Cheng Lei were injured, or the guy in front of them, the medical fees for injuries were inevitable.

First of all, it was to prevent his own people from getting hurt and losing face, and secondly, he would take this opportunity to step on Ye Zifeng.

The power of money was always the most terrifying power in this world, and Ye Zifeng knew this better than anyone else.

Facing the temptation of two million, many people would not be able to control themselves, but at this moment, the depths of Ouyang Baanruo's heart was throbbing. She extremely did not want the bastard in front of her to accept this money, so Ouyang Baanruo's originally calm eyes suddenly became nervous.

However, Ye Zifeng merely smiled slightly and received the cheque in his hand without hesitation. Moreover, he used his finger to check the cheque and said, "Haha, two million. It is indeed not a small sum."

Immediately, Ouyang Baanruo's heart collapsed, and the remaining bit of good feeling towards Ye Zifeng in her heart disappeared. Her beautiful face instantly turned ice-cold. I didn't expect him to be a greedy person. Ouyang Baanruo felt a burst of disappointment in her heart, and thought like this.

However, Jin Qiuming had a complacent smile on his face as he looked at Ye Zifeng with contempt: "That's right, accepting this is enough for a loser like you to live a good life in the countryside. "Why do you have to wade in this muddy water, is there no need!"

Jin Qiuming laughed, Luo Xie laughed, and Cheng Lei laughed. When Ye Zifeng accepted the cheque, the way everyone looked at Ye Zifeng changed.

"Little tramp, take the money and get the hell out of here, don't let laozi see you in the school again." Luo Xie's attitude became arrogant once again. In his eyes, the current Ye Zifeng was just a greedy tramp, not worth mentioning!

"That's right, that's right! Take the money and get out of here quickly, trash!"

He ignored the discussions, insults, and mockery of this place.

Ye Zifeng very naturally folded the cheque in his hand, but he didn't put it in his pocket. Instead, he took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit up a lighter.

Under the gazes of everyone present, Ye Zifeng lit up the lighter in his hand, and then lit up the folded cheque in front of them.

At the end of the blazing flame, Ye Zifeng used the cheque that was worth two million to light up the smoke ring on his finger. Then, everyone saw the cheque that was priced at a sky-high price burn into ashes little by little and scattered on the ground.

"Oh my god, a cheque worth two million, he, he actually used it to light a cigarette?"

"He's too domineering, just who is this guy?"

After hearing the sound of the lighter in Ye Zifeng's hand being closed, Jin Qiuming finally woke up from his shock. The current Jin Qiuming was looking at Ye Zifeng with a stupefied expression.

"Ye Zifeng, you, what do you mean by this?"

Ye Zifeng took in a deep breath of the smoke ring, the smoke puffing on Jin Qiuming's face without a trace of politeness. I just want to remind Young Master Jin that two million is not a small sum and money is indeed a good thing. However, in this world, not everything can be bought with money. "

Ye Zifeng's words were loud and clear, but at the same time, it was also very sobering.

The current Ye Zifeng was a completely different existence from the others in the eyes of the onlookers.

But from Ouyang Baanruo's perspective, the way this annoying fellow smoked seemed to not be that annoying anymore.

"I didn't expect this bastard to have some backbone!" Ouyang Baanruo weakly thought in her heart as her beautiful eyes indistinctly glanced at Ye Zifeng.

Jin Qiuming, who wanted to slap his face, was slapped on the face by Ye Zifeng. At this moment, Jin Qiuming was trembling from head to toe, looking at Ye Zifeng with anger.

"Ye Zifeng, looks like you want to reject my good intentions?" Jin Qiuming said coldly.

"So what if I am?" Ye Zifeng squinted his eyes and laughed, as though he did not put Jin Qiuming in his eyes at all.

Snorting bitterly, Jin Qiuming seemed to have no more face to continue standing on this spot. "Alright, alright, alright. Ye Zifeng, this young master will remember your name. I hope that you can still have such backbone when we meet again! "

After he finished speaking, Jin Qiuming snorted, "Luo Xie, Cheng Lei, let's go!"

Smiling slightly, Ye Zifeng said sinisterly: "Take care, I won't send you off, Young Master Jin!" As he said that, Ye Zifeng muttered in a naughty tone, "Tsk tsk, a 2 million cigarette, smoking it like an ordinary cigarette, how boring!"

Ye Zifeng's voice reached Jin Qiuming who was not far away. Jin Qiuming's face was burning red, he stomped his feet in hatred, the anger of being humiliated burning in his heart.