Chapter three hundred and thirteen, nothing

Elisa twisted his lips, patted Yang Feng sympathetically, sighed, and sat down in the four rows by the window.

Yang Feng is also to cry no tears, Piao eye cold a face summer language ice, helpless to sit to own position.

I thought the two of them might be able to smooth things over a bit, but who would think that this strange-tempered female CEO would not even want to sit with her now? It's really frustrating.

A subtle little farce so temporarily closed, ANZIQI and blue if soft two people sitting behind, then the plane slowly took off, into deep space, stable to go abroad.

The cabin is very quiet, Yang Feng by soft and hard moderate Sofa some drowsy, last night he almost all night, the whole present is thick black eye, just for a while.

But I was about to doze when I heard Elisa's voice.

"Yang Feng, Yang Feng? "

"Hmmm, how? " Yang Feng forced to squeeze an eye, make oneself sober a bit, twist head to see.

"Take a look at this, " Elisa said, handing him a thick folder.

Yang feng-er first, took the document, the folder of information photos and other random things have looked through.

Perhaps it was because he was so sleepy that, unconsciously, he fell asleep.

When I woke up again, my ears were so quiet that I couldn't hear the drone of the plane under the pressure of the air currents.

Yang Feng rubbed his eyebrows, opened his tired eyes, swept around his eyes.

I was still in the plane, but there was no one around.

Yang Fengda Jing, Mengdi stood up, looked around, Xia language ice three people are missing.

"How to return a responsibility? " Yang Feng puts in the hand the scattered document to pack up, some flustered leaves from the position.

Just as he was about to get off the plane, a foreign stewardess came up from the front cabin. Wen smiled and handed him a note.

"Mr. Yang, here are the letters for you from Miss Xia, miss an and Miss Lan. "

"Where are they? " Yang Feng asked nervously.

"The three ladies got off the plane five minutes ago. "

Yang Feng secretly relaxed, nodded, and then opened the note while getting off the plane.

Just as his feet hit the ground, he was shocked by what he had in mind.

In the letter, the three said that since he and Elisa got along, it would be better to catch up, while the three of them left and went out to play.

Yang Fengwu clenches the palm, silently howled, in the heart's anger Miso to pour up.

"God, these three women, really give me trouble. " Angry, but also extremely helpless.

Yang Feng rubbed his eyebrows, sighed a voice, now that the matter has come to this, he also can not do anything, can only first out of the airport.

Facing the bustling city outside, as well as the traffic of Kawa no Nagare no Yō Ni, Yang Feng once again felt powerless, squatting on the roadside, wry smile.

Because he found himself penniless, the money is in Xia yubing them.

"Well, these three are... "

Yang Feng once again lamented a few, and so on stable good mood, just take out the file, and carefully read again.

According to the documents, the target is the city's underground emperor, who owns dozens of Duchang, but the most famous is Kirui Imperial City, which is said to be a haven for the wealthy and well known locally.

"This guy is doing well. Why kidnap someone's baby when you have so much money? It's nothing. " Yang Feng couldn't help but make fun of him. He got up, propped himself up, and put the papers in his backpack.

He looked around, pulled out his phone, and found Kirui's location in Imperial City, a good two hours'walk from where he is now.

Yang Feng felt ready to cry again.

He took the amount of support, or change of mind, to Xia yubing made a phone call, the other side actually directly hung up his phone.

Yang Feng and give blue if soft and an Ziqi made a few phone calls, still by the other party to hang up the phone, it seems that the three are determined to get rid of him.

With a wry smile, Yang gave up the struggle and chose to follow the navigation to Kirui Imperial City.

There was an eight-hour difference between the city and Jianghua city, and the weather was very different. It was autumn in Jiang Hua, and the Sun was blazing high on this side. After walking for a while, Yang Feng was sweating profusely and felt that his whole arm had turned black.

Good thing he's been training all year. That's nothing to him.

In this way, Yang Feng walked for more than two hours, finally saw Kirui Imperial City flashing neon signs, Very high-profile hanging in the building above.

Yang Feng against the scorching sun looked up, suddenly a kind of dizziness.

He breathed, wiped the Korea of forehead, step the pace goes to revolving door to go.

Business here is really as the information said, parked a lot of luxury cars, there are a group of businessmen wearing brand-name suits in and out.

Compared with them, Yang Feng's casual attire was abrupt.

"Hello, sir, excuse me you are looking for a person or? " Just walked into the front desk, a dress in black overalls, the figure of hot foreign beauty is smiling to meet and serve him.

Yang Feng tore the corners of his mouth and nodded. "This is my first time here, " he said. "where is your venue? "

"Ah, so it is, that Sir please follow me. " The foreign beauty hangs the sign type smile to please Yang Feng into the elevator, all the way took him to the negative second floor.

When you get out of the elevator, the whole thing is completely different.

It was underground, out of sight, surrounded by walls studded with small, colorful lights. Inside, it was wide, neatly stacked and filled with people, shouting loudly, and the atmosphere was hot.

"Sir, this is it, wish you good luck. " The foreign beauty smilingly invited Yang Feng in, then turned to leave.

Yang Feng walked in slowly, looked around, first observed the situation, then locked the internal front desk.

He strode over and knocked on the counter.

"Excuse me, can I borrow some money from you? "

The watchman was a broad, fierce-looking foreigner with a beard.

"Yes, how much do you want? " The uncle raised an eyebrow and glanced at him.

"three thousand dollars. " Yang Feng held up his finger and reported a figure without any implication.

The gatekeeper gives him a cold, contemptuous look, but he hands him a piece of paper, tells him to fill out a contract, and then hands him the $3,000 in cash from the bottom.

Yang Feng thanked him, took the money and started gambling.

For a man who could hear and count, he soon showed up at the Du, winning a table and soon earning one hundred billion bucks, not only to pay back the money he had just borrowed, but also to cash in handfuls.

For a moment, the envy of a table of gamblers.

When Yang Feng wants to place a bet again, the Lotus official hurriedly stopped him.

"wait a minute, sir. I have to pee. Wait a minute. "

Saying, the Lotus official side is wiping the cold sweat of forehead, side runs to backstage, that back figure is very in a hurry.

Yang Feng stopped to place a bet on the hand, watching his back to leave, sneer at the bottom of my heart.

I'm afraid it's not true, but it's true to ask the boss to treat him like a god of gamblers, but it's just what he wants.