The God of Wealth: The growth journey of the poor white rich beauty

Chapter 505 Everyone rushes to come



Chapter 505 Everyone rushes to come

Although Qin Feng was almost pissed off by the group of women sitting on the sofa with Song Tang, he still had a clear mind.

He didn't want to mess with super young ladies like Lei Yao and Ma Qingshu.

Ma Qingshu is the daughter of Penguin Group. If her father Xiao Ma always wants to help her, she will not be able to resist at all.

The same goes for Lei Yao.

Most people may only know that Mr. Lei is the boss of the Rice Group, but they don’t know that Mr. Lei is more than just the Rice Group.

Mr. Lei was even richer than Mr. Ali and Mr. Penguin. He is so awesome.

As for Pei Qiu Shui, Qin Feng knew a little about him.

Although her family is not well-known in the business world, there are many people in their family who are involved in politics, and they are not people that someone like Qin Feng can afford to offend.

There was also the reckless woman who was being held tightly by someone and was eager to come up and punch him twice.

Although Qin Feng didn't know who she was, he knew that the person who dared to come up and hit him must be no simple person.

He miscalculated this time, but it is also human nature. Anyone in Qin Feng's place would think the same way.

In fact, Zhao Zihong has no family background at all. She is just such a reckless woman.

But as long as Song Tang is there, she has a strong backer.

After coaxing a few girls into submission, Song Tang smiled and waved at the booth on the side.

The girls over there were also happily scolding Qin Feng in a hurry.

Even though everyone's family background is not as good as Lei Yao, Ma Qingshu and the others, it is not much different. They don't care much about Qin Feng. Let him scold them, what else can they do?

For a moment the whole hall was filled with the girls' cursing.

The curses from those who are more polite are still acceptable to the ears, but the curses from some of the more aggressive ones are simply unbearable to hear.

The sudden change in the situation made hundreds of people in the nightclub hall look at each other in confusion, and even Song Tang's bodyguards were dumbfounded.

Who could have thought that Qin Feng would stir up a hornet's nest like this?

Qin Feng stood in the middle of the field, dumbfounded by the scolding from a group of women.

Damn it, have I ended up like this?

Qin Zhaoyang, Ning Yu and Wang Zhongqing were all lying down in the booth laughing.

Who could have known that Qin Feng, the Demon City King who seemed so glorious outside, would be scolded by a group of women and was so frustrated that he couldn't even fight back.

After everyone had vented their anger, Song Tang said to Qin Feng with a smile: "I don't know if it's excessive, but let's leave a way out."

"I don't think there's anything good for me to see you guys again in the future."

“So, your hands and feet are determined today. As I said, even if Jesus comes, he cannot hold you back.”

Song Tang has a Han Jing by his side, and she can also come up with these internet memes at will.

As soon as Song Tang finished speaking, before the girls around him started laughing, the noise coming from afar attracted everyone's attention, including Qin Feng who wanted to say something to Song Tang.

I saw the reckless man Chen Xiong walking out happily from the direction of the nightclub bathroom, holding a ball in his hand that twitched from time to time. From a distance, it looked like a human figure.

"Pfft!"

Chen Xiong directly threw Kang Long, who was no longer in human form, into the middle of the field, scaring Qin Feng and a group of rich second-generations into retreating in panic.

"Miss, it's done."

While reporting to Song Tang, Chen Xiong wiped the blood off his hands with a towel that came from nowhere.

Looking at the object on the ground that could barely be called a human being, and the blood dripping all the way from the bathroom, Song Tang and the girls around her swallowed their saliva.

"Chen Xiong, you..., this man wouldn't just die like that, right?" Song Tang spoke with a slight stutter.

It’s not that I’m worried about people being beaten to death by Chen Xiong and causing trouble.

But she had never seen such a tragic scene, and she was a little scared for a moment.

After all, there was a big pool of blood on the ground, which looked like something from a horror movie.

In fact, it was not just her. The girls around her and the customers watching the fun in the distance were all frightened at this moment.

"Miss, it's not a big deal. I know my limits."

"Just a few broken limbs and some minor injuries."

"When the time comes, just pick it up and take care of your injuries. Don't worry."

Seeing that his young lady might be a little scared, Chen Xiong explained while quickly picking up Kang Long from the ground and throwing him behind a farther booth.

Okay, now the lady can’t see it, Chen Xiong thought as he wiped his hands.

No one at the scene could complain about his behavior.

Seeing Kang Long's miserable condition, the other rich second-generations were almost scared to pee their pants.

Everyone rushed to Song Tang and demanded compensation, even to have their limbs cut off.

Damn it, if I don’t hurry up, it might not be as simple as breaking an arm or a leg.

If this young lady gets depressed or irritated and hands herself over to the smiling and reckless man next to her, Kang Long will be the next one.

So a scene that puzzled outsiders occurred in the nightclub hall.

A group of famous rich second-generation young people in Shanghai lined up, came forward one by one to pay the money, and then chose a part for Feng Bo to break it manually.

No one in the nightclub had ever seen such a ridiculous scene.

So even though the scene of Feng Bo smiling and snapping his arms was scary, everyone was still watching intently.

If you don't take good care of this wonder, you'll miss it forever.

……

When the last timid young man was left, Feng Bo waved to him cheerfully and said, "Come on, come on, the sooner you finish, the sooner you can leave work."

The young man walked around Feng Bo with a sad face and said to Song Tang, "Miss, can I go to the bathroom first? Otherwise, it will hurt so much that I'm afraid I'll pee my pants."

He was the most timid among these people, otherwise he would not be ranked last.

The miserable wailing of the people in front of him and the strange-shaped arms had already frightened him to death.

"Pfft~!"

It wasn't just Song Tang. Most of the people in the audience couldn't hold back their laughter. They were amused by this young man. It was really ridiculous.

"Go ahead, Feng Bo, follow me."

Feng Bo happily took the grateful young man to the bathroom, and everyone burst out laughing again.

This is the first time I see someone looking so grateful even though his arm is about to be broken.

Everyone was having fun when a miserable howl came from the bathroom, scaring all the unsuspecting people.

Song Tang was also startled. She and the girls around her looked at each other with some confusion.

Everyone saw Feng Bo bringing that rich second-generation young man into the bathroom. It looked like they hadn't even taken off their pants yet, so why did they start screaming?

Just as I was wondering, I saw Feng Bo coming out of the bathroom with a smile on his face, wiping his freshly washed hands.

There was no sign of the young man behind him.

"Miss, it's broken, but you really wet your pants." Feng Bo said with a smile as he walked to Song Tang's side.

Song Tang couldn't help but roll his eyes. You've been bad all day.

Feng Bo is a smiling tiger.

Just because his young lady is generous doesn't mean he is generous. If someone dares to waste time and affect his get off work, he won't be done until he makes the guy pee.

The matter came to a temporary end. Song Tang did not wait for the young man to come out of the toilet. It seemed that he could not come out for the time being.

After all, for men, a broken arm is just painful, but wetting your pants is really embarrassing.

Not far away, on the steps of an open space, sat a group of rich second-generation accomplices, grimacing in pain, holding their broken arms.

The culprit, Kang Long, was sleeping soundly behind a booth, covered in blood.

In the middle of the huge nightclub, Qin Feng was the only one left alone and helpless.

The former emperor of the Demon City is now surrounded by enemies.


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