Chapter 922 Release [Second]
Chapter 62 Release [Second]
The middle-aged man was terrified. This strong man was the second-ranked super thug here. It is said that he was a descendant of the ancient martial arts sect. Except for the master next to the boss, there is no one here anymore. Strong man's opponent.
The middle-aged people know that the boss once asked a master of black boxing to fight with this strong man, but the result was just a face-to-face, and the black boxing was blasted out, and more importantly, the strong man and the boss were beside him. The most powerful expert, but a senior, can let the boss keep one as a bodyguard and the other as a gold medal thug in the hotel, can that be bad?
It is said that these two senior brothers are both acquired peak martial artists. Middle-aged people don’t know much about these acquired and congenital things, but it is said that they are very powerful masters!
However, why is he suddenly slapped on the ground with a slap? !
"Aren't you going to let them go?!" Zhang Lei roared when he saw that the middle-aged man was still standing there motionless.
"what!"
The middle-aged man was suddenly startled and said quickly, "I, I..."
"What am I! Hurry up and let people go!" Zhang Lei roared, "I'm irritating me, I'll demolish your filthy and filthy filthy hotel!"
"It's okay if you don't let them go, but you should know that since we dare to come, we're not afraid of any tricks you play..." Ji Feng said lightly, "Let go, the person you caught is a friend of mine, let go With her, it's over."
"Mad man?!" Zhang Lei frowned suddenly, how can we just forget it, it's obviously not the first time that people in this hotel have done this. To be worthy of your own conscience, right?
Ji Feng shook his head slightly, didn't say anything, just stared at the middle-aged man, "Aren't you going?"
The middle-aged man's face changed uncertainly. Looking at Ji Feng's indifferent gaze, and then at the strong man who was slapped unconscious on the ground, he swallowed hard and could only nod.
"You, the two of you, go and release the person, her name is..."
"Hu Xueqin!" Ji Feng said lightly.
"That's right, it's Hu Xueqin, you go and let her go!" The middle-aged man hurriedly said to the two security guards at the door, "What are you stunned for, hurry up!"
Only then did the two security guards react and hurried upstairs...
The middle-aged man snorted and said, "So what, I don't know what to call them? Why don't you leave a name, and there will always be some time to deal with them in the future, right? This will take people away, and I can't explain it well to the boss, right?"
"Don't worry, I will definitely explain it to you!" Ji Feng smiled and said to Zhang Lei, "Leizi, follow this gentleman to get the surveillance video in the lobby."
Zhang Lei was slightly startled, but as soon as he understood, he walked up to the middle-aged man with a half-smile: "What are you still doing, let's go."
The face of the middle-aged man was even more ugly. The other party was going to take away the evidence, but they took it away. How should I explain to the boss?
Snapped!
Zhang Lei grabbed the middle-aged man's wrist and sneered, "Are you taking me there, or am I carrying you?!"
"I'll take you there, I'll take you there!" the middle-aged man said hurriedly.
After everyone else had left, only a few shivering waiters were left behind the counter. Ji Feng sat down and asked, "Shen Jingyi, I just heard what this guy said about the Shen family. You are a master of martial arts, are you?”
"Don't you know?" Shen Jingyi asked back.
Ji Feng smiled and said: "You didn't know what you said before. Of course, if it's inconvenient to say it, it's fine, just pretend I didn't ask."
When the exchange group from Kyoto University in Jiepeng came to United University for academic exchange last time, Ji Feng played against Sasaki and Yanzi Kawaki of Jiepeng, and then briefly discussed a few questions about martial arts with Shen Jingyi. , However, Shen Jingyi did not say her origin, and this was actually the question Ji Feng wanted to know the most.
What is the origin of Shen Jingyi?
"This is not the place to talk, I will tell you when I have a chance!" Shen Jingyi said with a pun.
Ji Feng smiled, Shen Jingyi was telling herself that she knew that she was helping Zhang Lei check, so she said 'tell you' instead of 'tell you'!
"Alright!" Ji Feng nodded and smiled.
Not long after, the middle-aged man and Zhang Lei came down side by side. At this time, the two security guards who went upstairs also came down, but there was no one around them, let alone Hu Xuehui's shadow.
Ji Feng's face suddenly sank: "Want to play tricks again?"
"No, no!" The middle-aged man hurriedly shook his head and said with a wry smile: "Isn't there too many people in front of here? So I arranged a car to let you drive out directly from the back door of the hotel."
"Go and see!" Ji Feng said.
Under the leadership of the middle-aged man, Ji Feng and others came to the backyard of the hotel and saw a taxi parked in the yard, and there seemed to be a person lying in the back seat of the car.
Ji Feng walked in and saw that it was the woman Hu Xueqin, but at this time, her hair was disheveled and she looked extremely haggard, as if she had a serious illness, and she looked groggy. of……
"What did you do to her?" Ji Feng asked with a frown.
The middle-aged man said with a wry smile: "It's nothing, it's just that she accidentally fell and hurt herself, and she's a little tired..."
Ji Feng snorted, then turned to Hu Xuehui and said, "Take your sister to the hospital to see her, her condition is not very good!"
Of course he didn't believe the middle-aged man's words. He accidentally fell and was too tired...
It's all bullshit!
Hu Xueqin looked like this, clearly was beaten, and it looked like he was sick too. As for being too tired... You can use her heels to figure out what exactly is too tired.
"Ji Feng, I, I have no money, I gave them all the money..." Hu Xueqin looked at Ji Feng with pleading eyes.
"Then what..." The middle-aged man immediately took out a checkbook from his pocket and scribbled a check, "This is 20,000 yuan."
Ji Feng smiled and said, "Send the beggars?"
The middle-aged man's expression changed, he gritted his teeth, and wrote another check: "50,000!"
Ji Feng smiled and said, "Don't forget, I will give you an explanation, remember my words!"
"Don't dare!" The middle-aged man hurriedly waved his hand, what kind of joke, like this evil star, should he explain to himself? What is the explanation? It's not bad if you don't explain your own life!
Giving the check to Hu Xuehui, Ji Feng waved his hand without saying a word.
Hu Xuehui's face was both happy and sad, and her expression was extremely complicated, but she also knew that it was not the time to say anything, so she could only sit in the passenger seat and hurriedly took her sister Hu Xueqin to the hospital.
After Hu Xuehui left, Ji Feng turned his head, looked at the middle-aged man with a half-smile, and asked, "I said, isn't this taxi driver yours?"
The middle-aged man hurriedly shook his head: "No no no, this is what I called temporarily on the street."
"Well, if there is any problem, I will come to you again, see you soon!" Ji Feng waved his hand and strode away.
It's better not to see you! The middle-aged man secretly said in his heart.
"Snapped!"
Zhang Lei patted the middle-aged man on the shoulder and said teasingly, "We have a lot of time, maybe we will meet again in the future..."
The middle-aged man could only nod his head with a wry smile, "Walk slowly!"
After the three of Ji Feng left, the middle-aged man couldn't help booing, heaving a sigh of relief, and said to himself, "How come you have such a hard idea, it's really bad..."
In fact, the middle-aged man was also afraid.
The people who are in the world are most afraid of a master like Ji Feng. If they want to mess with you, you don't know how you died, but you don't even have a chance to seek protection.
For example, today, even the most powerful thug in the hotel was slapped on the ground with a slap in the face. This made the force they usually rely on useless, and they no longer had the ability to resist, and suddenly they became Fish meat on a cutting board.
You must know that the kung fu of the strong man is extremely powerful. Even all the security guards in the hotel are not his opponents, so there are not many security guards in the hotel usually, and it is enough to have such a master.
But now only middle-aged people know that there are people out there!
It is precisely because of this that he readily agreed to let him go. If he did not agree, it would be impossible. The security guard in the hotel would definitely not be able to stop these young people, and he could not call the police, because they could completely release them before the police came. Some situations in the hotel are revealed. At that time, when the police arrive, they will not arrest those young people, but directly arrest the people in the hotel!
Therefore, when confronted with such a hard idea, middle-aged people can only decisively let go.
What makes him depressed is that although these people are young, they have a lot of experience. They took the surveillance video of the lobby directly, making you think that there is no evidence to settle accounts after the fall, and they don't even know who they are. , who to settle accounts with?
Call the police?
Not to mention, even if there is a relationship with the boss, you can't just alert the police, otherwise, it's hard to say whether the hotel can continue to operate.
"Hey! That woman has just been transferred here for a few days, why is it... unlucky..." The middle-aged man couldn't help sighing, how could he explain to the boss now!
The middle-aged man couldn't help but lament that the woman who was rescued by a few young people used to be in an entertainment venue under the name of one of the boss's mistresses, but only recently turned around. It didn't take long before she was rescued. Now, the boss won't strip himself alive?
At this time, the middle-aged man didn't realize that the evil stars in his eyes were not just looking for trouble. Otherwise, what he wanted to think about now was not how to explain to the boss, but how to explain to the boss. Thinking about how to save one's life after the hotel is closed is true!
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