C22 Godlike Person

At this time, Flying Eagle had already stood up. He glared fiercely at Yue Feng and shouted angrily:

"Waste him for laozi!"

After which, a group of young men pounced towards Yue Feng.

Yue Feng's expression didn't change as he jumped up from his seat.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

"Ah!

A string of muffled booms and blood-curdling screams mixed together, causing one's scalp to go numb.

Flying Eagle was watching from the side with his mouth agape.

Qi Jun and the rest had long stood rooted to the ground, feeling as though they were in a dream.

Se … Was there really a god-like person in this world?

"Bam!"

With the last muffled sound, all of them fell to the ground.

Yue Feng glanced at the hawk, then turned around and left.

It was this glance that made the falcon freeze on the spot as if it had seen a ghost.

"Let's go back to the company."

Yue Feng said and called the police on his cell phone, telling them to deal with these youths who didn't abide by the law and were engaged in brawls.

At this time, Qi Jun and the others finally came back to their senses. They took a few deep breaths and followed Yue Feng's footsteps.

At this moment, the way they looked at Yue Feng had completely changed.

Along the way, no one spoke, nor did anyone tease Yue Feng.

When they returned to the company, it was nine o'clock in the evening.

Other than the employees who lived in the company's dormitory, everyone else had gone home.

Yue Feng came to the door of the CEO's office and knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Shen Yihan said.

Yue Feng pushed open the door and walked in, only to find that Shen Yi Han was still sitting at the table, processing documents with her laptop.

"Boss Shen, are you off work?"

Yue Feng asked.

He was Shen Yihan's bodyguard, so he was naturally in charge of Shen Yihan's travels.

"Give me five more minutes."

Shen Yi Han said, still not moving her eyes away.

Yue Feng nodded and sat on the sofa.

Five minutes passed quickly, but Shen Yi Han seemed unsatisfied.

She rubbed her temples and turned off the computer.

"Whap."

"Boss Shen."

Yue Feng stood up.

"You don't have a place to stay in Chu, do you?"

Shen Yihan said.

"Yes."

Yue Feng nodded.

At this moment, Shen Yihan gave off an inexplicable feeling of oppression. Hence, Yue Feng spoke very little.

"I still have a room over there. Follow me."

Shen Yi Han said, and was the first to walk out.

Thus, Yue Feng silently followed behind Shen Yihan.

The two of them went to the underground parking lot and Shen Yihan gave the key to Maserati to Yue Feng.

Yue Feng took the key and entered the driver's seat.

Shen Yihan sat in the back. Before the car started, she turned on the computer again, her slender fingers continuously tapping on the keyboard.

Yue Feng sighed in his heart. She was really a workaholic.

After starting the car, Yue Feng drove the car out of the garage.

"Boss Shen, where do you live?"

"Feng Qiao villa, Building 6."

Shen Yi Han replied.

Thus, Yue Feng opened his navigation system and rushed towards the villa complex.

Even at night, there was a lot of traffic on the road. Under the cover of the evening light, the bustling city seemed to have its own charm.

About twenty minutes later, Maserati arrived at the Maple Bridge villa complex.

The security guards saw the license plate number and automatically let them in.

The Maple Bridge Villa District could be considered to be a high-end villa in Chu City. Any random villa there would cost tens of millions of yuan.

The people living inside were naturally either rich or noble.

"Chief Shen, we're here."

Yue Feng opened the car door for Shen Yihan.

"Yes."

Shen Yihan kept her laptop and got out of the car. Then, she swiped her card on the door.

"Beep."

The door opened and the lights in the hall came on.