Free Web NovelChapter 1494: Chapter 1494: A Luxurious Feeling
What? What’s going on here? Jiang Guangyao glanced at the bewildered wind.
Follow me! Ji Feng smiled mysteriously, patted Jiang Guangyao’s shoulder, and walked straight towards the manor.
Jiang Guangrong and Zhang En’ai had dark circles under their eyes, closely following the wind behind her.
As Jiang Guangyao walked, he observed the manor’s environment. Ji’s Fenghua Manor was very grand. It was quite a classical manor, with some Western architecture like towers and gardens. If the entire manor were in the Beijing suburb, it would cover at least 40 hectares. The farmhouses had only four floors, and the tallest part of the manor was tightly surrounded by dense woods. A few meters wide creek flowed through the farm, and even in the countless night lights, the manor was illuminated as if it were daytime. The manor was full of guards and hunters everywhere, indoors and on the open grounds, surveillance was omnipresent. The manor’s entertainment facilities were complete, including swimming pools, golf courses, horse racing tracks, shooting ranges, all with golden rooftops, giving the impression of extreme luxury.
Jiang Guangyao’s eyes narrowed slightly at Ji Feng, realizing it wasn’t simple. Just this manor alone, the construction cost must be calculated in terms of billions? This further heightened Jiang Guangyao’s vigilance towards Ji Feng’s inexplicable friendliness.
Jiang Wen followed her into a spacious Western-style house, which had two rows of about twenty men in suits.
Ji Feng casually pointed to a sack on the ground, "What I want to show you is this!"
Jiang Guangyao looked puzzled at the sack: "Brother Feng, what’s inside this sack?"
Ji Suifeng smiled, waved his right hand lightly, and soon two suited men went over to open the sack, revealing Yang Fei, who was clipped from the pavilion that day. Yang Fei was already tied up, with towels stuffed in his mouth.
Jiang Zunrong frowned slightly, "Brother Feng, this isn’t right..."
Ji Feng laughed and nodded deeply, "Yes, you’re right, this affair...he really isn’t right!"
"No, no, no..." Jiang Guangyao hurriedly waved his hand and shook his head. I didn’t mean that! I mean...
Ji Feng didn’t listen to Jiang Guangyao’s explanation, gestured to a hand, and Ji Feng’s hand immediately understood and removed the towels from Yang Fei’s mouth.
Yang Fei suddenly cried and knelt on the ground as Ji Suifeng grinned, sitting on a purple wooden chair, crossing his legs, and looking coldly at Yang Fei, "No, you’ve got it wrong. You didn’t offend me; you offended the smile of Sister Ji and my good friend Jiang Guangrong!"
Yang Fei recognized Jiang Guangyao at first glance and quickly knelt toward Jiang Guangyao, crying for a while; at this moment, Yang Fei’s face showed no expression, his eyes were swollen, and he had bruises on his head and face, evidently caught while suffering: "Mr. Jiang, I was wrong. You are magnanimous; I beg you to let me live! In the next life, I’ll be like an ox or horse to repay you. I beg you, I really don’t want to die!"
Jiang Guangyao felt a bit embarrassed when he saw Yang Fei’s pitiful state, gently sighed, "If you knew this would happen today, why did you act like that back then!"
Ji Feng nodded again and waved his hand, "Alright, take it down, make it quick!"
"Ah. Ji Dazhao, Jiang Dazhao, spare my life. I beg you, spare me a cheap life, I promise I will never appear in the capital to pollute your sight, I beg you!" When Yang Fei heard Ji Feng, he cried even harder.
Ji Feng’s hands could ignore Yang Fei as a man grabbed one of Yang Fei’s arms.
"Wait!" Jiang Guangyao stopped Ji Feng’s men.
Ji Feng’s hands calmly looked at the wind, waiting for Feng’s meaning, Ji Feng curiously looked at Jiang Guangyao without speaking.
Jiang Guangyao glanced cautiously at Yang Fei, "Brother Feng, Yang Fei was just trying to cut in line at the pavilion and had a little conflict with Miss Ji over it. As for the conflict with me, it’s completely negligible. Although Yang Fei indeed offended Miss Ji, it’s not a reason for death, right? I think if Miss Ji also disagrees with Brother Feng’s idea of killing Yang Fei, this little clown deserves just a bit of punishment. Killing him wouldn’t just harm Brother Feng’s reputation, would it?"
Her face along with the wind suddenly darkened, looking at Jiang Guangrong’s poker face as she stood in front of two rows of men, with her face pale with fear from Jiang Guangrong’s dark expression, while Zhang Xianhai could clearly feel the faint killing intention from the lean, weak man behind the wind. Jiang Guangrong’s eyes narrowed slightly, truly being self-deceptive, which made him overlook that the lean person might be a master and most possibly a contestant worse than Miyamoto Qingzi.
Zhang Xianhai behind Jiang Guangyao also noticed the wind’s movement behind this lean man, Zhang Xianhai’s hand casually slipped into his pants pocket, with a face of vigilance staring at the lean man.
"Hahaha! Ji Suifeng suddenly laughed, Ji Suifeng’s laugh instantly eased the tense atmosphere in the room, "You said such words, I must give you face, after all, I’ve long considered you my future brother-in-law, why are you still standing there? Or won’t you do as my future brother-in-law wants? This little guy will save his life, but the Death God won’t escape him. I heard he leans right, right? Then scoop out his right eye, break his right hand and right leg, and send him to the hospital. With current medical technology, the right hand and right leg can be reattached, right? Fine, just that!"
Jiang Guangyao couldn’t help but widen his eyes, just squinting with a smile at Ji Ruxiao, was Ji Feng going to gouge his right eye? Isn’t it a bit harsh?
Jiang Guangyao also wanted to say something. Yang Fei on the ground hurriedly fell to the ground and kept banging his head on the floor, saying, "Thank you, Young Master Ji, Thank you, Young Master Jiang, Thank you, Young Master Ji, Thank you, Young Master Jiang..."
Jiang Guangyao looked at Yang Fei because he kept banging his forehead on the floor because Yang Fei was too strong, there was already a patch of blood on his forehead, Jiang Guangyao sighed, so it was hard to say anything.
After Ji Feng’s hands dragged Yang Fei down, Ji Feng stood up, with deep affection placing his right arm around Jiang Guangyao’s shoulder, "Glorious, I’ll take you to play some fun places in the capital city, let you relax, you go wait for me in the car for a few minutes, I’ll handle some things first!"
Jiang Guangyao originally wanted to refuse, but just as he remembered the wind’s reputation, for the seemingly capricious Ji Feng, Jiang Guangyao had no choice but to nod, "Alright, Brother Feng, I’ll go wait for you in the car!"
After Jiang Guangyao left, Ji Feng’s smiling face suddenly ceased, Ji Feng coldly looked in the direction Jiang Guangyao left, and asked with a very cold voice, "Monkey, what do you think of this guy?"
A lean man behind Ji Feng laughed and said, "He has a bit of feminine benevolence, not fit for big things! Such a person isn’t worth treating equally, but..."
"But what?"
"Hush...this guy seems to have some positive qualities. He’s very alert. Xiao Yi told me on the way over." ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com
Jiang Guangyao and Zhang Enyi walked out of the room, Zhang Enyi glanced at the wind two meters behind, leaned closer to Jiang Guangyao, and whispered, "You were too impulsive just now, for someone with no friendship and even some conflict who nearly reversed Ji Feng, it’s not worth it! And the lean guy behind Ji Feng, if I remember correctly, his name is Li Hou, given the surname Ji, because he looks lean, people gave him the nickname Monkey. This guy has skills not inferior to the ones in Qing Gong Palace! If you fall out with Ji Feng, we might not get out alive!"
Jiang Guangyao stopped Zhang Xianhai’s admiration with a shocked face, "Skills not inferior to Miyamoto Qingzi? Is this guy really that strong?" freēwēbηovel.c૦m
"Even stronger than we imagined!"
Jiang Guangyao sighed helplessly, "Even so, I don’t regret what I’ve done!"
Zhang Xianhai smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying no more.
