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Chapter 151

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Pei Feng smiled, slowly stepped forward, and gently patted his shoulder: "Boss Yu, I can spare your life, but you can't escape punishment. How about this, how much did you earn in this year's competition? "

As he spoke, his right hand lightly patted Yu Qian's shoulder a few times. Without anyone noticing, a strand of black demonic energy seeped into Yu Qian's body, like a spirit snake, and finally lingered around his heart.

Yu Qian was just an ordinary person, not a participant in the annual competition. Killing him in public like this would attract unnecessary trouble, so Pei Feng would not do it.

But … he must die.

This had nothing to do with his vicious heart, double-dealing, or going back on his word. It was because Pei Feng would not give him a second chance.

In the Immortal, Demon, and Demon Realms, the reason why Immortal Cultivation was regarded as the righteous path, while Demonic Qi and Yao Qi were regarded as evil, was because Demonic Qi and Yao Qi were fatal once they entered the human body.

Demonic Qi, Demonic Power, Demonic Blood, Demonic Shadows, all of these could kill without leaving a trace. But with Pei Feng's current strength, he could not do this.

Once Demonic Qi entered his body, Yu Qian had already been sentenced to death. The only difference was that he would live for a few more days.

When Pei Feng stepped into the Divine Sense realm, it would be the time of Yu Qian's death. At that time, even if they were separated by thousands of li, killing him would only be a matter of thought.

"In … in the last round, I lost, and earned about 300 … 300 million, and … and a few properties and company shares in Shanghai and Jiangsu Province."

Pei Feng thought for a moment, then indifferently said: "Boss Yu, do you want money or your life?"

As soon as his voice fell, Yu Qian's face turned green: "I'll give it all to you! I'll give it all to you! Mr Pei, I … I only want my life! "

"No need."

Pei Feng looked at him and said with a faint smile, "Give me the properties in Shanghai and the profits from the annual competition. Keep the rest for yourself. Oh, by the way, the remaining 140 million is not included. "

Yu Qian nodded vigorously. "Alright! We'll listen to you, Mr Pei! "

"I'll give you three days to cash them all. Can you do it?"

"Yes!"

"Get lost."

It was as if Yu Qian had received a pardon from the Emperor. He frantically ran towards the entrance of the Ancient Pine Manor. How could he still care about Ma Yunbiao and a few of his little brothers at the side?

Pei Feng waved his hand, and Sunspot, who was at the side, understood. He fiercely roared at the few brothers who were scared silly, "Scram!"

Only Ma Yunbiao was left …

Under Pei Feng's gaze, Ma Yunbiao could no longer endure the fear in his heart. He knelt on the ground with a thud and begged repeatedly, "Mr. Pei, please spare my life! This is all Yu Qian's idea. I was forced to follow! I … I'm already a useless person now. I don't dare to go against his will! "

Pei Feng did not look at him again. Instead, he raised his head and looked at the big shots from Jiangsu, Zhejiang, and Shanghai who had not left yet.

"Mr. Pei."

"Mr. Pei."

"Mr. Pei."

"Mr. Pei."



Every time his gaze swept over a big shot, the other party would stand up, salute, or bow, and respectfully call out "Mr. Pei."

For a moment, the entire stadium was filled with shouts of "Mr. Pei."

A Grandmaster was a transcendent existence that everyone was willing to get to know and befriend. Not to mention that this Mr. Pei was a young Grandmaster with a limitless future …

A Grandmaster was a person with extremely high vision and remarkable abilities. Usually, only the most powerful families could befriend them. It was difficult for ordinary rich and powerful people to even meet them, let alone greet them face-to-face in a battle between Grandmasters.

To be able to meet Pei Feng once, express goodwill, and leave an impression was a very fortunate thing for most of the big shots.

Pei Feng looked around the audience. Finally, his gaze fell on Zhuang Kaigang.

"Mr. Chuang, I've told you before — I'm indeed an extremely arrogant person. That's because I have the right to be arrogant. Do you still remember?"

Zhuang Kaigang's face turned pale. After a while, he let out a long sigh. He respectfully saluted with his fists and said, "I remember. Mr. Pei, you're right. It's my bad judgment. I'm really sorry for my rudeness before! "

"There's nothing to be sorry about. I can understand that you're anxious for your daughter."

Pei Feng shook his head and slowly said, "Your daughter, Zhuang Feiyu, is very close to me. I also treat her like a younger sister. So … for her sake, there's one thing I have to tell you in advance."

Zhuang Kaigang was slightly startled. He then respectfully said, "Please tell me, Mr. Pei."

"Do you know Song Chenghao?"

"Song Chenghao?"

Zhuang Kaigang was stunned for a moment. He nodded and said, "Of course I know, Mr. Pei. He's the most popular fresh meat now. He's the male lead in the next movie that I'm preparing. "

Pei Feng smiled and faintly said, "This person is a scum through and through. Don't ever let him get close to your daughter. Otherwise, he will become your daughter's lifelong nightmare. Mr. Chuang, you're a great director with great power. I'll give you a suggestion. You'd better use your resources and power to ban him at all costs. Because fate is hard to predict. If he meets your daughter in the future … with your daughter's character, I'm afraid you can't stop her decision. "

Zhuang Kaigang's pupils suddenly contracted. His expression became dignified.

As a big boss in the entertainment circle for many years, he certainly understood the meaning of Pei Feng's words. But … how did he know all this? Could it be that he could predict the future?!

"Mr. Pei, please wait …"

"That's all I have to say, Mr. Chuang."

Zhuang Kaigang looked at Pei Feng's gradually disappearing figure in astonishment, and his heart was filled with awe.

"Zhuang Dao, a Transcendent Grandmaster with unparalleled supernatural powers. He has the ability of a celestial being. It's impossible to predict."

Behind him, Ho Lao's deep voice suddenly sounded. "It seems that Mr. Pei cares a lot about Light Rain … Since he's warning you like this, he must have his reasons. Just listen to him."

"I understand, Ho Lao."

A strong killing intent flashed in Zhuang Kaigang's eyes. He slowly took out his phone. "Hello, CEO Xu. Inform Kerry Management that I don't need Song Chenghao as the male lead in 'Dragon Road' anymore. Don't ask any more questions. Also … I'm going back to Shanghai tomorrow. Come to Chenhuang International tonight. I have something very important to discuss with you. "



It was already three in the morning. Du Jiuye's farmhouse was still brightly lit and crowded.

In the courtyard and in the hall, dozens of people were either standing or sitting. Some were smoking and chatting. Some were drinking tea and reminiscing about old times. Du Jiuye, Luo Sanli and Yun Moshan were greeting and chatting. They also instructed the girls sent by Wu Dayong to take care of the guests.

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