C18 Lin Feng Was Furious

Dozens of beautiful women of all kinds were sitting on the sofa with their thighs exposed. These women were the best of the best, both in terms of appearance and knowledge.

If you have a unique hobby, you can discuss calculus or even international situations with them. The words you say might not be lower than those in the industry.

Among this group of women, a red figure appeared especially eye-catching. It was "Aunt Thirteen."

"Yo! CEO Wang, what are you playing at? Why is your face getting fat again? " Zhang Yanru teased.

After her teasing, the pretty girls all laughed, causing the fatty's face to become even redder.

"Motherf * cker, don't even mention it. I was beaten up in the toilet..."

"Boss Lin, I got bullied in your place. You can't ignore me!"

Lin Feng heard what the other party said and frowned.

This fatty was specially invited from a resource city. He was one of the top rich people in that city. He had nothing else but money!

What he needed right now was money. This was related to his next plan in Jiangdong City, so he couldn't afford to offend Fatty Wang at this time.

"Director Wang, sit down and talk slowly!" Lin Feng gestured.

"F * ck, it's still those little bastards from the Jiang Shui Pavilion..."

Fatty Wang's saliva flew everywhere, and he said that he was being persecuted by a group of young people. As for the matter of his dirty hands, it had long been thrown to the horizon.

After Fatty finished speaking, Lin Feng also did not speak. The atmosphere in the Monarch Hall became a little oppressive.

Especially the dozen or so beauties, they did not even dare to breathe loudly. They all knew how fierce the big boss behind the Mad Horse nightclub was!

"Jiang Shui Pavilion... Yan Ru, who is that person?" Lin Feng asked.

"Brother Feng, I have noticed that there is a group of students inside. The one with the most background is Zhao Wenbo. He is the young master of the Panther. His family property is no more than three billion."

Zhang Yanru's red lips parted slightly and described the information clearly. One must know that she had only met the people of Jiang Shui Pavilion once.

This woman was able to reach this stage not only by her looks.

Of course, this was Jiang Muwan's first time here and she usually kept a low profile so Zhang Yanru was not clear about her background.

"Young master of the Gold Leopard... Even if it is the father of the Heavenly King, he cannot behave atrociously in my Mad Horse!"

Lin Feng let out an angry roar and his cultured face became ferocious. He was indeed a little angry.

Someone had neglected his distinguished guest and blocked his way to wealth. Damn it!

"Someone come!"

"Here!"

"Go and invite the second generations of the River Water Pavilion over!"

...

The Riverwater Pavilion.

The birthday banquet was halfway through. After the Wei Mi Super Model show ended, the other normal programs were no longer able to attract the attention of the students.

He Si Rui stood up, twisted her small waist, and went onto the stage to light a few songs. She continued to light up the atmosphere in the private room.

She had indeed trained with all her might in the dance class. She had a solid foundation and had been a practice student in Korea for a period of time. She had almost been chosen to debut in a group.

The noisy music, the flickering and dim lights, He Si Rui showing off on the stage, and everyone had drunk quite a lot of white wine. The atmosphere in the private room started to become ambiguous.

A few pairs of students and people kissed as if no one else was present. Even Sun Xiaoling was lying in the arms of a sports student. Her eyes were blurred, and the boy's hands had already climbed to the peak...

Jiang Muwan saw this scene and could not help but frown. She still could not adapt to this kind of environment. If not for Shen Qingfeng accompanying her, she really would not have stepped into this kind of place.

Shen Qingfeng saw all of this and stood up.

"Muwan, it's about time. We should go back."

"Okay!" Jiang Muwan's eyes curved into crescent moons. She grabbed Shen Qingfeng's hand and was about to get up.

"Hey, hey, hey... What was he doing? We're only halfway through the birthday banquet and you're leaving? You don't give me any face! "

" Goddess Jiang didn't even mention leaving, who do you think you are!? "

Another disharmonious voice interrupted the atmosphere in the private room. Zhao Wenbo shouted out loudly, causing everyone to focus their attention on Shen Qingfeng.

"Muwan, are you going to leave me behind again? No! It was not easy for me to invite you out to play once!"

At this moment, Sun Xiaoling appeared out of nowhere and snatched Muwan's hand.

She was drunk and hugged Muwan's waist a little unreasonably.

"You don't come out every time I ask you out. When you come, you want to leave again. Don't you think you don't like me?!"

Jiang Muwan looked at her best friend. It seemed a little difficult for her to do so. She looked at Shen Qingfeng for help.

"Why don't we stay for a while?"

The others kept persuading her. If the goddess left, the birthday banquet would probably end unhappily.

"Eh?"

After Shen Qingfeng had built his foundation, his senses were extraordinary. He found a group of people walking towards the River Water Pavilion. These people had killing intent on them, and they were probably the ones who had killed people.

"Hey! Bumpkins, I'm calling you!"

"Don't disturb Goddess Jiang and everyone else. I'm warning you, otherwise, you won't have a good ending!"