Enmity&Revenge!

 A Ferrari galloped on the street, the lights worn through the night.

 "Maniac, you are one lucky mother fucker."

 Qin Feng's speaker was on and Zuo Yingjie's voice came through. As for Zhang Kaiyu's address, it had just been sent, and Qin Feng was heading there.

 "How was it?"

 The killing intent was growing Qin Feng's eyes.

 Zhang Kaiyu...!

 "This Zhang was not the vice president of Ruihao Commerce and Trade three months ago. He's been traveling all over Europe recently. He just came back the day before yesterday. Otherwise, you really couldn't find him. But I tell you, this guy really made a fortune and became a secret shareholder of Qin's Group. He was hidden deep enough. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have been able to get this information."

 On the other side of the phone, Zuo Yingjie was bragging.

 "How much?"

 For Zhang Kaiyu to get the shares of Qin Group was not unexpected, the risk was accompanied by compensation, the greater the risk, the greater the reward. Zhang Kaiyu was not stupid enough to gamble with his life if he could not make heavy profits.

 "0.1%, Qin's current market value has already exceeded 60 billion yuan, and there are three subsidiaries that will be listed separately. This listing, it is estimated that the market value of the entire group will be close to 100 billion, and 0.1% will be worth 100 million. This Zhang is making a lot of money, buying villas and luxury cars these days. "

 On the other end of the phone, Zuo Yingjie gave Qin Feng a calculation. In fact, there is no need to calculate. Qin Feng knew better than Zuo Yingjie what this 0.1% stake represents, and Qin Feng knew, although this stake was small, it was definitely not a hundred million shares, because as long as this stake was on his hand, and Qin Group did not fail, and Zhang Kaiyu would not worry about his life because of his income from the shares.

 "Got it fatty, thank you, I will get in touch with you when I get time."

 Qin Feng hung up the phone.

 The night scene outside the windshield retreated quickly, and the coldness in Qin Feng's eyes are getting colder and colder. It seems Qin Yu was really willing to give, it's 100 million!

 If Zhang Kaiyu got one hundred million. It would be conceivable that Wei Hai and Sun Yi, who gave Qin Yu their lives, had money pouring out their asses.

 Yipin Tianchen, one of the best districts in Jiangzhou, there were no single-family villas in it worth less than tens of millions.

 Villa 9C.

 Zhang Kaiyu is wearing golden silk pajamas, lying on his sofa, holding a woman with a tender skin in his arms. The two were at least 20 years apart in age.

 If she was the wife, then Antarctica was ablaze. Zhang Kaiyu was nearly 50, his wife could not be so young. Maybe it was just his mistress or even second or third mistress.

 "The LV limited edition bag I saw last time in France is really nice ~"

 The woman wore a looming nightdress and leaned in Zhang Kaiyu's arms.

 "Buy it, as long as you like it, buy it."

 Zhang Kaiyu smiled and gave the woman a tight squeeze and kissed her. His hand went up and down over the woman's body.

 For him, with shares in the Qin Group, he doesn't need to go to work, just enjoy it.

 As for what happened three months ago, he had long forgotten it in while in Europe.

 "You are so good to me~"

 The woman slowly moved to Zhang Kaiyu and sat on his body, licked her lips and winked at Zhang Kaiyu.

 Zhang Kaiyu looked at the woman on his body, revealing an immoral light in his eyes, and holding the woman's waist with his hands.

 Accompanied by women's lewd moans.

 Zhang Kaiyu, who was lost in lust, raised his head and wanted to remove the woman's thin nightgown, ready to show his "little brother" on the sofa.

 But he was stunned!

 Because, when he looked up, he found a man sitting on the sofa next to him, crossing his legs and looking at him coldly.

 "You, who are you!"

 Zhang Kaiyu was so scared that he jumped up and the woman on his body was too scared to hide behind Zhang Kaiyu.

 "You may continue."

 With a smile, Qin Feng got out a cigarette and lit it.

 Zhang Kaiyu glanced at the direction of the door and windows and found no trace of opening.

 He couldn't help but look at the man in front of him ...He wonders how he came in?! He had not seen Qin Feng, and he couldn't recognize Qin Feng.

 Zhang Kaiyu began wanted to use his mobile phone to call the cops, but he had not waited for his hand to reach.

 Qin Feng raised his hand and suddenly the phone was in his hand.

 Looking at Zhang Kaiyu, Feng Qin was smoking a cigarette in his mouth with a faint smile.

 Boom!

 The phone was pinched and exploded directly.

 Zhang Kaiyu, who watched this scene, felt completely cold.

 Take things from a distance and crush cell phone with hand. How the fuck can a normal person do this?!

 Could it be...Ghost?!

 The woman behind him was terrified out of her wits by Qin Feng, holding her head on the sofa, trembling all over, without any her previous charm.

 Qin Feng slowly stood up, laughing… eyes getting colder and colder. There was a killing intent that could not be ignored.

 "I wanted to allow you to feel good before you died. Since you stopped, then you can't blame me."

 Qin Feng walked slowly toward Zhang Kaiyu.

 "Bring it bastard!"

 Zhang Kaiyu was threatening to charge, but before he could, Qin Feng's shadow flashed, too fast to let Zhang Kaiyu see.

 A slap landed directly on Zhang Kaiyu's face.

 Zhang Kaiyu's whole body was just like a ball. He landed on the ground, rolled seven or eight times before stopping. Then he started vomiting blood.

 The woman looked at Zhang Kaiyu's blood and screamed...She actually past out.

 With his hands in his pockets, Qin Feng circumvented the sofa and squatted on the floor, and Zhang Kaiyu was desperately trying to get up.

 Although it was just a slap, Qin Feng's slap, for Zhang Kaiyu who was forty or fifty years old, and whose body was overused by women, booze and food, it almost caused disability.

 "You, who are you? I have no basis of enmity with you, why do you want to hurt me, why? ..."

 Zhang Kaiyu tried to stand up, tried several times without success, while spitting blood foam, said.

 "No enmity?"

 Feng Qin walked towards Zhang Kaiyu step by step with a sneer.

 In the quiet living room, only the footsteps of Qin Feng echoed, and the silence was extremely oppressive.

 "General Manager Zhang, has what happened three months ago has been forgotten so quickly?"

 At the same time as Qin Feng's voice was spoken, a photo fell in front of Zhang Kaiyu's eyes.

 There are four people in the photo, and one of them...he was familiar with.

 Qin Xiao!

 And next to Qin Xiao, stood another person, the same person who stood in front of him now!

 Zhang Kaiyu pupils fiercely shrink, father and son!

 This is the third photo that Qin Xiao carries with him, that is, the 18-year-old Qin Feng.

 "Now, do you know our of our grievances?"

 The cold voice fell into the ears of Zhang Kaiyu.