Chapter 987 I Also Want to Become Stronger

"He is also a profiteer!"

Su Xiaofeng smiled miserably and said: "Now I can't kill you, if it falls into your hands, I will die."

"You can kill me now."

"Eighteen years later, I will be a good man again." Su Xiaofeng stared at Lin Feihang, and said coldly: "When the time comes, I will only kill profiteers and those who work with them!"

"You."

Lin Feihang looked at Su Xiaofeng who had a ferocious face and was very hissed, and didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

This Su Xiaofeng's experience is too special.

If he was reincarnated into a profiteer's family in his next life, what would happen to him if his father was a profiteer?

Lin Feihang found it quite interesting.

"Tell me first, who hired you to assassinate me."

Lin Feihang looked at Su Xiaofeng coldly, and asked slowly: "If you tell me, I don't have to kill you."

"Pooh!"

Su Xiaofeng spat out thick bloody phlegm, glared at Lin Feihang viciously, and said coldly, "I won't say anything!"

"Don't think that I don't know the tricks of you profiteers. If you don't kill me, he won't kill me."

"Then your brother or your bodyguard kills me."

Su Xiaofeng sneered and said, "You kind of profiteers like to fool people with your mouth."

"If I can't move, I really want to tear your mouth apart!"

"The profiteer!"

Su Xiaofeng said grimly: "I hate profiteers the most!"

"Brother Lin, this guy is already crazy."

The little boss glanced at Su Xiaofeng, looked at Lin Feihang with a wry smile, and said slowly, "Just kill him."

"It's useless to talk so much with a lunatic."

"Ok."

Lin Feihang glanced at Su Xiaofeng, knowing that this Su Xiaofeng was also a poor person who had been persecuted. But there is no way, he must die today.

To be kind to your enemies is to be cruel to yourself.

Lin Feihang would not leave such a scourge alive who intends to assassinate him.

"Give him a good time."

Lin Feihang winked at the little boss beside him.

"Of course."

"Crack."

After receiving the signal from Lin Feihang's eyes, the little boss twisted Su Xiaofeng's neck directly.

"Gurgling."

Su Xiaofeng was paralyzed on the ground, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, his pupils turned up, and he was completely dead.

"What happened today surprised everyone."

Lin Feihang paused, glanced at the guests from the upper class of Jiangbei City present, and said with a smile: "However, it's nothing serious, it's just some accidents."

"Everyone, go ahead, eat and drink."

"It's nothing to worry about."

As they spoke, several security guards dragged away the bodies of Zhang Zhenzhen and Su Xiaofeng.

A group of cleaners and waiters quickly cleaned up and put away items.

But in the blink of an eye, everything was back to normal.

"Brother Lin, I have something to do."

Ma Bo walked to Lin Feihang's side, and said in a low voice, "Sun Yihao chased the two of them and headed for the suburbs."

"Oh?"

Lin Feihang's eyes lit up.

It seems that the opportunity to know Sun Yihao's practice has arrived! The matter of Sun Yihao started half an hour ago.

Sun Yihao, who was slapped away by Zhang Zhenren before, fell into a coma for more than ten minutes, and then woke up naturally.

He didn't see the scene of Lin Feihang and Zhang Zhenren facing each other. After waking up, he saw Lin Yi fighting against Zhang Zhenren, and the battle between the little boss and Ma Bo besieging Su Xiaofeng.

Sun Yihao, who was slapped away by Zhang Zhenren, was very ashamed. He was embarrassed to stay in the hall of the annual meeting, so he slipped away quietly while no one noticed him.

After leaving the banquet hall, the more Sun Yihao thought about it, the more unhappy he felt.

How could he, Sun Yihao, the eldest son of the Sun family of a dignified family, the owner of the Central Asian oil field, and a billionaire with tens of billions of assets, be so aggrieved?

How could he be beaten like this?

How can you be so ashamed?

The more Sun Yihao thought about it, the more aggrieved and unhappy he became.

Thinking of the formidable Zhenren Zhang and Lin Yi that he saw in the banquet hall just now, and thinking of the little boss and Ma Bo who could beat up Su Xiaofeng, he felt ashamed of himself.

"God."

"I also want to become stronger!"

Sun Yihao clenched his fists tightly, he knew that money alone was not enough, he also needed strong strength.

Otherwise it's duckweed on the water, ready to be blown away at any moment!

Who is Sun Yihao?

Son of luck.

Son of God!

Although he was beaten by Daoist Zhang just now, Sun Yihao is still God's own son, the son of luck protected by God!

No, just after Sun Yihao was wronged, the turning point came!

Not long after riding a shared bicycle, Sun Yihao strolled casually to the antique market in Jiangbei City. Unexpectedly, he walked directly into an antique shop.

Inside the shop, two sneaky middle-aged men took out an antique vase to the antique owner.

Yin Qi lingers on this vase, which is obviously a dark vessel.

"Boss, this is a good thing."

Pointing to the vase, a middle-aged man with mischievous eyebrows lowered his voice and said to the antique owner: "Our brothers risked their lives to get this thing out from below."