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It’s Cheng Tingfeng indeed!

Just now at the meeting, Ruan Tang had a vague feeling that someone was spying on him.

But when he looked back, he saw nothing.

But he had a vague guess in his mind.

That's why when he heard the unusual footsteps in the parking lot just now, he let Tang Ming and the other man go first.

It’s not that he was afraid that the two people would stay and implicate him, but that he wanted to do something else!

Taking the mobile phone from Huangmao, Ruan Tang used the built-in camera to scan his face and locked the phone.

"How did you get in touch?"

The yellow-haired man said nothing.

Ruan Tang looked at him with a smile, "Disobedient?"

It was obviously a pretty and harmless face, but it scared the yellow-haired man so much that he broke into a cold sweat.

"WeChat, note the one who is stupid and rich!"

Ruan Tang blinked his big dark eyes. This remark was quite appropriate.

He opened WeChat, found the note Huangmao mentioned, and then a message.

[Brother, someone hit me, but I'm unconscious. What should I do? Can you come and take care of it? ]

Huangmao saw the message he sent and his eyelids twitched.

I thought to myself, the stupid financier is doomed, instead of teaching others a lesson, he gets taught a lesson himself.

Soon, Cheng Tingfeng sent a message.

[Useless thing, you can't even handle such a small matter! Where are you? ]

【The alley next to the hotel. 】

After sending the message, Ruan Tang looked at the group of people lying crookedly on the ground.

"Okay, stop pretending, the security is coming soon, everyone stand up."

When the gangsters heard this, they hurriedly stumbled to their feet.

Ruan Tang twisted the yellow-haired man's wrist and said, "Come with me, and your men can retreat now."

The yellow-haired man shrank his neck and said, "Brother, can't I retreat too?"

Ruan Tang still looked at him with a smile, "If you run away, how can I trick people here?"

Although Cheng Tingfeng is not very smart, he is not mentally retarded. If he didn't see the yellow-haired man at the entrance of the alley, he would definitely realize that something was wrong.

How can he teach people a lesson then?

So the men ran away happily, leaving Huangmao alone, following Ruan Tang dejectedly.

Ten minutes later, at the entrance of the alley next to the hotel.

Cheng Tingfeng was walking with a little assistant, complaining and cursing.

"What kind of person are you looking for? He can't even handle the smallest task!"

The assistant lowered his head and dared not say a word.

What can he do? We live in a society ruled by law now. It is already very difficult to find a group of gangsters. Does he really expect him to shake out a group of gangsters?

I glanced at the entrance of the dark alley and saw that there was no movement inside.

Cheng Tingfeng shouted impatiently: "Where are the people?"

As soon as he finished yelling, the yellow-haired man came out from the shadows trembling and pointed inside.

"I'm inside, my brother is watching, what do you think we should do?"

As he said this, he led Cheng Tingfeng into the alley.

The assistant felt something was wrong. He seemed to see a bruise on the yellow-haired man's face, but the light was not good at the entrance of the alley and he could not see it clearly.

"Brother Cheng, forget it, just let Huangmao and the others take the man to the hospital."

They were in the wrong in the first place, so don't let anyone get killed and let him take the blame.

"Send him to the hospital? That's a bargain for him. Now that he's in my hands, I'll make him pay."

Cheng Tingfeng shook off his assistant's hand and followed the yellow-haired man into the alley.

The assistant couldn't persuade him, so he had no choice but to catch up.

After a while, bursts of pig-slaughtering screams came from deep in the alley.

Ruan Tang stepped on the face of Cheng Tingfeng who was lying on the ground.

"You, you want to ruin my face?"

"You bastard! Let me go!"

Cheng Tingfeng struggled to get up, but was kicked down again by him.

As for Cheng Tingfeng's assistant, he was pinned against the wall by the yellow-haired man.

"Ruan Tang, my boss is the eldest son of the Cheng family. If you dare to touch him, the Cheng family will let you go."

The young assistant was not really worried about Cheng Tingfeng, but he was afraid that if something happened to him, the Cheng family would not let him go.

Ruan Tang's footsteps became more powerful. "Then let the Cheng family try. I want to see what they can do."

Cheng Tingfeng lay on the ground like a dead dog, feeling angry and annoyed, "Ruan Tang, what do you want?"

There was a sinister smile on Ruan Tang's handsome face, like a devil taking his life.

"It's simple. Give someone a taste of their own medicine."

Cheng Tingfeng wanted to disfigure him, so he would let him have a taste of his own medicine.

He picked the man up and punched him in the nose.

Didn’t Cheng Tingfeng want to slap him in the face during the previous filming? Now let him taste the feeling of being slapped in the face.

"Ahhh!"

There was another round of pig-slaughtering screams.

Cheng Tingfeng only felt a sharp pain in his nose.

I wanted to cover my nose, but it hurt even more when I touched it, so I could only roll around on the ground!

Ruan Tang vented his anger and put the man down. Then he gave Huangmao a look, signaling him to let Cheng Tingfeng's assistant go.

The assistant was freed and immediately ran to Cheng Tingfeng and asked with concern: "Boss, are you okay?"

Cheng Tingfeng was in so much pain that he almost fainted and couldn't speak at all.

Ruan Tang walked over and squatted beside the two of them.

When the young assistant saw him coming, he hugged Cheng Tingfeng and shrank back.

Ruan Tang smiled and said, "Don't worry, my revenge has been taken. I won't do it again." Then he looked at Cheng Tingfeng and said, "Now we are even. If you are stupid again and want to cause trouble for me next time, you will bear the consequences yourself."

He used the most ordinary tone, but the other three people present could hear a chilling tone.

Although he has the face of an angel, his behavior is more terrifying than that of the devil.

Ruan Tang didn't care about the pale faces of the three men. He took out Huangmao's cell phone from the inside pocket of his suit, called 120, and then threw the phone back to him.

"Okay, I've called 120 for you. I'll be leaving now."

As he said this, he put his hands in his pockets, leaving behind a chic back.

Seeing him leave, Huangmao finally breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at the two people on the ground.

"This matter has nothing to do with me. I was also forced to do it. I don't want any reward. Please don't contact me again in the future."

He was simply afraid of that ancestor.

After saying that, he quickly slipped away.

Not long after, the ambulance arrived.

With the help of the staff, the assistant sent Cheng Tingfeng to the ambulance, then took out his cell phone and made a call.

"Mr. Cheng..."

On the other side, Ruan Tang walked out of the alley, ready to hail a taxi back.

At this moment, a black Maybach slowly stopped in front of him.

The car window rolled down, revealing a handsome face.

"Where are you going? I'll take you there."

Ruan Tang lazily raised his eyelids and glanced at the man, "No need."

Mu Zehan frowned, "Do you really have to have this attitude?"

Ruan Tang snorted, "This is my attitude towards you. If you don't like it, stay away from me."

I don’t know what’s wrong with Mu Zehan. He insists on getting close to him even though he knows that I don’t like him.

Mu Zehan was originally feeling guilty about his prejudice against Ruan Tang and wanted to have a good talk with him, but he ended up getting angry again.

"drive."

He instructed the driver in the front seat.

Since the other person doesn't appreciate it, there's no need for him to try his best to please him.

I don't know why, but in the rearview mirror I saw Ruan Tang blending into the dark night without even glancing over here.

An inexplicable sense of loss welled up in his heart.