Chapter three hundred and eighty-six, revenge

Yang Feng disapprovingly sent out a smile, now can recall, Jianghaibing at his feet like Snot, on his so, he did not put him in the heart.

"It's not for you to worry about. "

Yang Feng went straight to the balcony, the shirt hanging in the window back, the fabric mixed with Silk Cool, still some wet, but as if he now exposed his upper body in front of other people's Boudoir dangle good.

As he pulled his clothes over his shoulders, he looked back, glancing at the white matter sitting on the edge of the bed, his head bent in deep thought.

"Don't think too much, get some rest, we'll stay here for a few days. "

Yang patted the corner of the dress, opened the pleats, then stretched himself out, yawned, and Flung himself onto the SOFA in front of the French window, where he lay with his long jeans wrapped legs folded on the arm of the SOFA.

"Oh, we two a room? " Bai Su sees his casual appearance, the small face floats light ruddy, the finger twisted knead kneads a bed sheet awkwardly.

Yang Feng Raises Mou, glanced at her one eye, double hand pillow in the back of the head.

"For your own safety, bear with me for a while. "

As to why she would be in danger, Yang Feng did not say.

Although he did not put Jiang Haibing in the eye, but also hard to guarantee that he will not retaliate, in addition, to Yang Feng, the most troublesome thing villa outside those spies.

Bai Susheng if mosquito sound of wow sound, action constraint of the feet slowly lift to the bed, carefully into the bed, back to Yang Feng, closed his eyes to rest.

Yang Feng will see her small movements, helpless smile, but also put away messy ideas, slowly doze on the eyes, put a day of fatigue all belong to the dream.

The next day, Yang Feng got up early, clothes on his body, covered the night, is now very dry, but faintly emitting a strange smell, but the smell is not big.

Yang Feng simple wash gargle, passing by the bedside, intentionally looked at the person on the bed.

Bai Su slept very deep, the eyes hanging light green black, no blood-colored small face into a group, between the willow eyebrows hanging thick sorrow, from time to time with his mouth.

A night had passed, and she still dreamed of being an old white man.

Yang Feng wry smile a, in the past helped her to knead good by Horn, then silently leave.

Early Morning Mist, the Moon, the sun is cool, like cold frost as the light enveloped the huge city, the city of color fade a layer of color.

The cold wind in the air, Cold Air One after another erosion of Yang Feng's face and neck, Yang Feng Shiver body, could not help but play a sneeze, nose followed by a acid.

Yang Feng embraced the arm to ruthlessly rub, the hooded one's head that fastens behind the head, bow head slightly outside the villa of summer language ice loitering.

It was only seven o'clock. It was still early, and the road was sparsely populated because of the cold. But the spies who had been guarding the gate yesterday were still there, but they had changed their clothes. One of them, the skateboarder, was sitting on the side of the road, eating steamed bread with white flour.

Yang Feng deliberately looked at him two eyes, the young did not find, but also eat a side low scold, the voice is not big, just fall into Yang Feng's ears.

"Damn you, how dare you leave me alone in an alley. Well, don't let me catch you, or I'll make your life a living hell. "

Yang Feng secretly tut exclamation, really is a hair boy, speak so frivolous.

He looked back, pulled his hat even lower, and then, pretending to be a passerby, went around to the back of the House to make sure no one was watching, before he climbed over the wall.

Villa, cold and cheerless, faint can hear the sound of cooking.

Yang Feng tiptoed to the kitchen window, looked inside the head, you can see Ziqi waving hands of the SPATULA, action neatly in the pot with oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar, skilled.

In the Living Room, Xia Yu Bing crosses two lang legs, the scallion White Fingertip kneads newspaper, attentively looks.

The whole villa, Yang Feng looked all over, only to see these two people, they do not see other.

Again confirmed that the old man is not, Yang Feng can only quietly left the villa, go without a whisper of wind.

Coming out of the villa, Yang Feng took out his mobile phone and looked at the time. Only half an hour later, he figured Bai Su should wake up and went to the nearby breakfast shop to buy some white porridge and meat buns. He returned to the hotel with two convenience bags.

Walking near the hotel, there was a big disturbance in front. Yang Feng stopped and looked up at the crowd.

Through the countless black heads, you can see a group of seemingly trained men in black standing at the revolving door of the hotel, completely blocking the hotel, while dozens of black BMW commercial vehicles were parked neatly on the roadside, the cars of that one after another are quite ostentatious, shining in the morning sun.

Yang Feng in the mind Luo Deng a voice, the finger that holds convenient bag ruthlessly one shakes, a layer of cool meaning is full of forehead.

Is it the Yu family? When did he give himself away?

Is he secretly surmised, the hotel, a burst of shrill cries came, accompanied by crying, the voice is very internship, Yang Feng only Leng for a while, then react, is Bai Su.

He quickened his pace and joined the throng, and saw a group of people coming out of the room with a man in a suit in a wheelchair, who was tugging at Bai Su's dishevelled hair so hard that she stumbled up to his wheelchair, rough moves, no pity.

And the man in the suit is a marine.

Yang Feng clenched his fist and his black eyes caught the sight.

Jiang haibing mouth profanity non-stop, just out of the revolving door, and then the side of Bai Su stumbled with a throw on the ground.

Baisu startled, fell down on the ground, the palm of the skin, small stones embedded in the flesh, pain of her gulp cool breath.

She was dishevelled, dishevelled, dirty, bruised in many places on her knees, waist, and abdomen, and she was so miserable that no one around her dared to come forward.

"Bitch, don't you want to kill me? Can't you? Get up and kill me. "

See Bai Su so confounded appearance, Jiang Hai Bing in a good mood.

Bai Su clasps into the palm of the hand, ruthlessly clenches the teeth, raises the head, the double eye passes through the messy hair, sending out like the beast general resentment's vision.

Jiang Haibing heart a startled, restrain to smile, he ruthlessly beat down on the armrest, fierce voice down life.

"You guys, go ahead and Strip her naked, right here. "

The bodyguard is killed, expressionless face toward Bai Su close, Bai Su in the eye resentment in an instant disappear, turn to fear, she shakes a body, struggle, scream, hurl a voice voice to hurl scold.

"Jiang Haibing! You're dead! YOU'RE NOT HUMAN! I'LL HAUNT YOU! "

No matter how much she shouted and cursed, Poker Face, on the contrary, enjoyed the expression on her face.

Several people act rudely, a person holds down her to shake the body, a person pulls the material on her shoulder fiercely.

With tear pull a, Yang Feng Mei Xin ruthlessly tighten, big strides rushed out, the breakfast in the hand casually falls on that several black dress person's body.

"Stop it! "