Chapter 87 God of Wealth; Do you want a woman or not?

Chapter 87 God of Wealth; Do you want a woman or not?

The familiar listening action begins.

The crowd shouted, "Six...six...six!"

Before Ye Feng could do anything, the guard who handed him the cigarette opened the sack and shouted to the wealthy businessman on it.

"Give me money...Give me money...Asshole...My brother wants money!"

"Money...money!"

When Oshima saw that his men were so bold, the trigeminal nerve in his brain seemed to rebel.

He yelled at the big guys who he had always been respectful to.

"Money, bastard, money!"

The group of wealthy businessmen were also stimulated and threw down all the cash they had.

It was like using money to kill those bastards who were yelling at them.

Du Ziping couldn't help it anymore and ordered his men behind him.

"What are you still standing there for? Why don't you get your stuff and go down to pick up the money!"

As soon as he opened his mouth, the group of men ran away as if they had just woken up from a dream.

Seeing the reactions of Du Ziping and the others, Ye Feng showed a hint of sarcasm. He turned to look at the guard who was picking up the money and asked with a smile, "What's your name?"

"My full name is Feng Fu and my nickname is Feng Laoliu. You can just call me Laoliu!" the guard answered humbly.

Ye Feng grabbed the iron net beside him, stood up and said, "I'll tell Brother Oshima and the others later that you should follow me from now on. It's very brain-consuming!"

"Yes!" Feng Laoliu immediately nodded and bowed, being extremely flattering.

Ye Feng waved his hand and said, "Those who are not afraid of death, come up!"

Except for the boss who suddenly changed his mind and redeemed the boxer.

The remaining seven boxers in the preparation area looked at each other.

Although they could see that Ye Feng had problems with his physical strength, no one dared to gamble until now.

If Ye Feng hadn't fallen, they would have been in great trouble, and those who drowned were all good swimmers.

After all, no one wants to be the first to stand out, and whoever is at the front will have the highest mortality rate!

The wealthy businessmen who had spent their money were reluctant to go on stage when they saw the boxers.

Cursed: "Go!"

"There are so many of you, beat them up! If you kill me, it's my fault!"

"Yes! What are you afraid of when we have your back?"

Some excited wealthy businessmen picked up wine bottles and smashed them towards the preparation area.

boom!boom!boom!boom!

There was a loud noise and broken glass all over the floor!

The seven boxers were so frightened that they couldn't understand why this happened.

They just wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to make a fortune.

But who knew the situation would get out of control!

One of the boxers was so scared that he turned around and ran away.

The guard guarding the door had obviously received orders in advance. He raised his gun and pulled the trigger without thinking.

Pfft!

Blood splatters everywhere!

The boxer fell directly into a pool of blood, his eyes wide open, full of despair and unwillingness.

Seeing their companions being killed instantly, the remaining few were so frightened that their calves cramped and they could not even stand.

"Stop! You cowards!"

The group of wealthy businessmen were extremely angry and cursed and threw wine bottles.

Ye Feng's eyes flashed with cold light. He looked at the boxers who were scared away by the wine bottles and cursed these cowards in his heart.

He picked up a few handy weapons from the ring, pushed open the iron door and ran down.

He weighed the dagger and swung it out with a "swish".

The dagger stabbed into the opponent's back, and another dagger was thrown out and stabbed into the neck of another person.

Drawing out his dagger, Ye Feng rushed into the crowd, flying left and right, and every time he swung his knife, he would take a life.

In just a moment, the original six boxers all lay in the preparation area.

Bright red blood flowed on the ground and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Ye Feng walked back to the ring slowly, holding the blood-stained dagger.

He placed the blood-stained dagger to his nose and sniffed it.

Roaring to the sky.

"Roar!"

He thrust the short knife into the ring and pointed at the ground:

"I am the king here, please me as much as you want!"

The group of rich ladies, young girls and models screamed again.

“Ah…Ah…!”

They swayed their bodies wildly and even waved their hands without caring about their image.

Some of them shook off the wealthy businessmen beside them and went to find the toilet, wanting to take advantage of Ye Feng, whose memory was still clear, to have some refreshing exercise.

Du Ziping, Oshima and other guards were so shocked that they couldn't even speak.

In the past, they served these ancestors carefully.

Not getting any praise at all.

Now Ye Feng treated the other party as if he were not a human being, and even felt a bit lewd about it.

We ask you to pay the money, so just pay it. What you do next will depend on our mood.

This kind of psychological satisfaction made Oshima and Du Ziping feel proud.

He grabbed a handful of banknotes from the sack and threw them at Ye Feng.

"King... King... King..."

The guards simply let themselves go, thinking they could just pick it up later.

The money in the sack didn't seem to be money, but just pieces of paper.

He kept swinging his sword towards Ye Feng in the center of the ring.

Ye Feng, who was already a little exhausted, gritted his teeth and held on when he saw this scene.

It interprets the spirit of being firm in the early stage and tough in the later stage.

First, he pointed towards Gege's box.

His shoulders shook.

Gege is originally from the United States, and he is very familiar with this kind of invitation.

He took off his suit, walked out of the box, and started dancing impromptu.

It seemed as if at this moment Ye Feng was the king of Fire Island.

The direction of the finger is the dance floor where the bosses are.

“Bang…!”

"oh....!"

In short, it's like a pack of wolves dancing together and ghosts howling!

Ye Feng, who was in charge of the situation, yelled at Oshima, who was happily throwing money around: "Where did you guys go? Don't throw the money away, or I won't be able to handle it!"

After hearing Ye Feng's words, Oshima, who had been spending money crazily, became much more sober.

This play has been going on for nearly five hours.

He gave a hidden elbow to Du Ziping who was beside him.

"How many lifetimes have you never seen money? This isn't a bar, asshole!"

Du Ziping came back to his senses and quickly reached for the loudspeaker, saying, "Boss, the entertainment show is over. Let me take you to dinner and settle the bill!"

At Du Ziping's call, the wealthy businessmen all stopped their actions.

After Du Ziping reminded them of this, several people's stomachs started to growl.

Many bosses were already exhausted at this time. If there weren't so many acquaintances around them, they would have wanted to leave immediately.

Since they became rich, when have they ever experienced such high-intensity exercise?

When Du Ziping led the guards to lead the group of ancestors away.

"Pfft!"

Ye Feng completely collapsed on the ring.

Hearing the noise, Oshima did not dare to delay at all. He opened the iron gate and rushed in first.

Now Ye Feng is a cash cow in his eyes.

If an accident happens, he will regret it deeply.

As soon as Oshima rushed in, he was shocked by the scene before him.

Ye Feng was seen curled up in the center of the ring, his limbs shaking constantly.

Ye Feng's face was pale, his clothes were soaked with sweat, and his whole body was trembling slightly, as if he was about to faint at any time.

Oshima quickly asked with concern, "Brother, are you okay?"

Ye Feng raised his head with difficulty, smiled weakly, shook his head, and then suddenly vomited.

Others may not know, but Ye Feng understands. This is a reaction to complete physical exhaustion, and the body is sending out a warning.

Commonly known as protection mechanism, also called stress response.

When Ye Feng had vomited enough, he said weakly: "Send me back to my room, and don't prepare anything for me except water!"

"Is this... okay? I'd better send you to the medical room!"

Ye Feng's eyes were red as he grabbed Oshima's clothes. "If you dare, you might as well kill me now. Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll take revenge on you crazily when I wake up!"

Looking at the crazy Ye Feng, Oshima even forgot their identities.

I couldn't help but nodded and agreed, "Okay, I'll arrange it now!"

...........

Three days later, Ye Feng woke up groggy, groaning from the aches in his body.

Feng Laoliu ran over with a cup of water, and at the same time reminded Oshima and Du Ziping beside him.

"Brother Poison Bee, water!"

During the time that Ye Feng was unconscious, Feng Laoliu also found out a lot of things from Oshima and the others.

Ye Feng took the cup of water and drank it, then slowly sat up, rubbed his temple and asked, "How long have I slept?"

“Three…three days!”

Ye Feng frowned: "Why is it taking so long?"

This situation made Ye Feng extremely depressed.

Feng Laoliu took credit for it and said, "Brother Dufeng, during the time you were unconscious, the water..."

Dadao pushed Feng Laoliu away and said dissatisfiedly: "Get up, everyone knows that you are the one serving me, stop showing off your presence!"

Feng Laoliu laughed awkwardly and stepped aside.

Dadao turned to look at Ye Feng and said, "Brother, you haven't had a proper meal in the past three days. Are you hungry? I'll have someone cook something for you, okay?"

Although Ye Feng had no appetite, he knew that Oshima must have other plans, so he forced a smile and said, "Thank you for your hard work!"

Oshima raised his eyebrows at Du Ziping. Du Ziping, who had been prepared, waved to the guards at the door, indicating that they could start.

Ye Feng saw everything about the two of them being so attentive.

Ye Feng, who didn't want to be passive, took the initiative to bring up the topic: "Brother Ping, can I enjoy this room?"

Du Ziping said with a smile: "What are you talking about? Isn't that a bit unorthodox? If it weren't for the limited conditions, I would have decorated the house for you!"

Ye Feng smiled and shook his head, then raised his arm and waved to Feng Laoliu.

Feng Laoliu raised his hand like a eunuch serving the emperor.

Ye Feng used the force to stand up and slowly moved towards the iron gate.

"I suppose you have checked the money for that day?"

Oshima interrupted, "Except for the money we bet, I have counted all the tips you earned. It's 1.32 million Thai baht, 260,000 US dollars, and 420,000 yuan!"

Du Ziping added: "We didn't count the change. We gave it to our men. After all, they contributed a lot!"

"The Thai baht is converted at a ratio of five to one, and the US dollar is converted at a ratio of one to seven. We should..." without waiting for Ye Feng to figure it out.

Oshima said: "Two hundred and fifty-six!"

"Divide it into three parts, 85 per person, and the remainder will be mine as food expenses. Is that a problem?"

Seeing Ye Feng was so generous, Du Ziping and Oshima didn't feel comfortable saying "no".

"Brother, you are so generous!"

"Brother Poison Bee, I was too blind to recognize your talent before. Don't worry, I will definitely give you the greatest freedom here!"

When Oshima heard that both of them called each other brother, he was surprised.

Oshima, who was worried about his status, said with a lecherous look, "Brother, my previous conditions are still valid. What kind of women do you like? I'll go out and get some for you!"

Ye Feng refused and said, "Let's put aside the woman's business for now. I want to ask you two brothers for a favor!"