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Chapter 911 Bring someone in person!

Ao Feng picked up the wine glass on the table, finished drinking it in one sip, threw the glass on the table, hugged the two delicate beauties beside him, and asked, "Say, what happened?"

"Big...Brother, A Quan and his friends went to capture Chen Ping, but the whole army was wiped out and there was no news!" The younger brother got up from the ground and said tremblingly.

"What?!"

Ao Feng was shocked, and he stood up from the soft sofa, his face full of astonishment!

Several hot-bodied beauties around him wanted to come over to comfort him, but Ao Feng went up irritably and slapped twice, scolding: "Get out!"

The beauties, covering their red cheeks, hurriedly ran out from the door.

Then, Ao Feng looked calm and asked, "What's going on? Did A Quan come over with dozens of elite brothers, and his entire army was wiped out?"

A Quan, a powerful general under Ao Feng, has never happened to him for seven or eight years.

As long as the tasks and things assigned to him are, they can be done beautifully.

The little brother shivered all over, his head was stuffy, and he quickly said, "Brother, I saw it with my own eyes that all brothers and the others were tied up and taken away from the hotel!"

"Grass!"

Ao Feng was furious and suddenly overturned the coffee table, breaking the wine bottles and wine glasses all over the floor.

He put his hands on his hips and walked back and forth in the private room, his whole body was filled with chills!

Then, he suddenly turned around, stared at the little brother, and asked, "Do you know who caught the person?"

The younger brother shook his head and replied, "It's not clear yet. I have never seen these people in Huacheng before. I should not be a local security officer."

Bang!

Ao Feng shook his hand and slapped the little brother in the face, scolding, "I don't know? Then hurry up and check it out! Find out who the other party is, tell them that the person who touched me Ao Feng is just not able to get along with me Ao Feng!"

The younger brother immediately bowed and replied, "Yes...yes."

As he said that, he turned around and was about to leave, and Ao Feng said again: "Slow down, what's going on over there? Chen Ping is still there?"

The younger brother replied, "It should be still here, but I saw Brother Quan and the others being taken out, but I didn't see Chen Ping coming out."

Ao Feng nodded, a ferocious and fierce look flashed across the corner of his eyes, and said, "Call the other Five Spice Lords, ask them to summon brothers and completely surround the hotel. This time, I, Ao Feng, took action personally! I don't believe that a boy from another place can make any waves in Huacheng!"

"yes!"

The little brother responded and quickly retreated and left the private room.

Almost ten minutes later, several luxury cars drove quickly at the entrance of the club, either Mercedes-Benz S or Porsche.

In the car, one famous figure after another in Huacheng came down!

These people are the five powerful generals under Ao Feng.

The five people got out of the car, stood at the door of the club together, and looked at each other for a few moments.

One of the bearded and burly men asked with confusion, "What is the reason why brother asked us to come so anxiously? Could it be that the one named Bian wants to attack us?"

Another slender middle-aged man with his hands on his back, wearing black-framed glasses, narrowed his eyes slightly, shook his head and said, "I don't know, but I have heard the wind these two days because of the Du family."

"Du Family? Du Qifeng?" Another woman with a hot figure, bulging and tilted back, looks over thirties, looks like a royal sister.

She is quite famous in Huacheng and is the only woman among these people.

Nickname, matchmaker.

Although she is beautiful and has a charming figure, she is actually a cruel and ruthless femto.

Beneath a charming face is a vicious heart!

The man who died at her hands could not count his ten fingers.

"Stop guessing, just go in and know. Brother is waiting for us." Another middle-aged man with gray hair, wearing a gray Tang suit, said at this moment, and then walked straight into the club.

The other four people also followed them in.

Not long after, they met Ao Feng sitting on the sofa in the most luxurious private room in the club. A maid kneeling beside him, wearing a cool dress, was making tea.

A total of six cups.

When Ao Feng saw them arrive, he signaled directly: "Sit and drink tea."

The five people were not reserved either. They sat down, picked up the teacup on the table, and drank it all in one go.

The bearded man was the first to speak out and asked, "Brother, what's the matter? I'm so anxious to find us?"

Ao Feng glanced at the bearded man. This man had been with him for ten years. He was honest and honest. He was a little anxious and a little irritable.

Ao Feng didn't delay, took a sip of warm tea and said, "Come all of you, just take a while, go with me to a place to deal with one person."

"Is it to deal with Bian Zhiwen?" asked the middle-aged man in Tang suit.

Ao Feng shook his head and said, "No, but it's almost the same. The person I'm going to deal with this time is a bit tricky, and it has something to do with the one named Bian. To be precise, Bian Zhiwen is now his lackey."

Hiss!

As soon as Ao Feng finished speaking, all the people in the box froze their faces!

Is Bian Zhiwen a lackey of the other party?

Isn’t the person Ao Feng is going to deal with very special status?

The middle-aged man wearing glasses pushed the mirror frame, a hint of wisdom flashed in his eyes, and asked, "Brother, is it a situation that will never stop, or is it a good look?"

Ao Feng glanced at him, got up, walked aside, took a bottle of red wine from the wine rack, and said, "I will never stop, A Quan has been sent in by him. If you arrest me, Ao Feng, you have to pay the price."

Hearing this, the faces of the five people darkened.

A Quan was arrested?

This is really a bit tricky.

According to Ao Feng's temperament, this matter will definitely not be a good idea.

The bearded man slapped the coffee table with a sudden slap and shouted: "Brother, what do you want me to do? I will rush up first! I dare to catch A Quan and dare to disrespect my brother, I must kill him!"

Another short and fat man who had not spoken, said at this moment: "I'll listen to what my brother means."

The remaining middle-aged men wearing glasses, men in Tang suits, and matchmakers looked at each other, with a trace of contemplation flashing across the corners of their eyes, and they did not speak out immediately.

Ao Feng smiled faintly and asked, "Why, do you have other ideas?"

The middle-aged man wearing glasses smiled and said, "Brother, I think we should make a long-term plan on this matter. Since Bian Zhiwen has to listen to each other, we will only end up with A Quan when we act rashly."

The middle-aged man in Tang suit also agreed at this moment: "I think what Kang Bo said makes sense. Brother, I think we might as well discuss it first."

Ao Feng smiled coldly, turned to look at the charming matchmaker with fair thighs, and asked, "What do you mean?"
Chapter completed!
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