Lord National Teacher, please forgive me

Chapter 22 Contempt
When Chen Baisheng saw Meng Xiu coming, the panic in his eyes suddenly turned into calmness, and he looked confident.

Even the waist that was slightly bent before became straight and loose!

Naturally, the words also became arrogant, "Chairman, in front of so many employees, you say that I am involved in financial fraud, why are you at ease?"

Feng Ling kept paying attention to Chen Baisheng on the stage with her eyes. Feng Ling noticed the changes in Chen Baisheng's facial expression and eyes.

Feng Ling glanced back calmly, and saw an old man in black appearing at the gate at some point.

The old man lowered his head. Although he couldn't see his expression, Feng Ling could clearly feel a chill from him.

That old man is not simple!
Feng Ling paid a little more attention to the old man.

After hearing Chen Baisheng's words, Feng Qingyang didn't feel the slightest panic or anger, but said indifferently: "I'm just telling the truth, and"

A smile appeared on Feng Qingyang's face, "I've already handed over the evidence to the police, and the police will arrive soon, Brother Chen, don't blame me, just kill relatives!"

Feng Qingyang's words fell into Chen Baisheng's ears lightly, and they were undoubtedly like a deadly sharp knife!

"You?" Chen Baisheng's complexion changed drastically, he jumped angrily, his heart became flustered again, and at the same time, the murderous intent in his eyes became stronger.

"Hehe." Chen Baisheng suddenly laughed, looked at Feng Qingyang, and said in a very gentle tone: "Chairman, you must be joking, right? I know the chairman must have misunderstood me,"

"I want to talk to you alone, chairman, is that okay?"

At this time, there were too many people present, and it was difficult for Meng Xiu to strike. Chen Baisheng wanted to drive out all the employees of the company to create opportunities for Meng Xiu to strike.

Feng Qingyang just wanted to refuse, but Feng Ling suddenly said something in Feng Qingyang's ear. Feng Qingyang immediately changed his decision and said, "Okay, I want to hear what you want to say?"

The employees on the side looked at Feng Qingyang with some concern, "Chairman, you...?"

Feng Qingyang smiled and said to the staff: "Everyone, don't worry, I'm fine, you go out first, I'll have a chat with Chen Dongshi alone."

Seeing what Feng Qingyang said, all the employees couldn't persuade them anymore, so they could only nod their heads and leave.

And the old man standing at the gate unexpectedly came to Chen Baisheng's side. Many employees noticed Meng Xiu, but seeing that Meng Xiu knew Chen Baisheng, they didn't ask much.
After the employees left and the door was closed, the smile on Chen Baisheng's face disappeared little by little. He stared at Feng Qingyang with a slightly ferocious expression, and said through gritted teeth, "Feng Qingyang, why aren't you dead yet?"

Seeing Chen Baisheng showing his true colors, Feng Qingyang sneered, "You are not dead, how could I die?"

"How did you break the ghost bite technique?" Meng Xiu, who was standing next to Chen Baisheng, suddenly asked, staring straight at Feng Qingyang with a pair of dark eyes.

Feng Qingyang frowned and looked at the old man in front of him, a flash of thought flashed in his eyes, and soon, Feng Qingyang came to his senses, with a hint of anger in his tone, "You raised that little devil in my body?"

"That's right," the old man said arrogantly, "But." The old man said with complicated eyes, "This is the first time I've made a mistake since I debuted."

Chen Baisheng on the side said impatiently: "What are you waiting for? Kill him quickly!"

Meng Xiu frowned displeased, and glanced at Chen Baisheng coldly, "Pay attention to your attitude."

Frightened by Meng Xiu's icy aura, Chen Baisheng could only shut his mouth angrily.

Feng Ling stood behind Feng Qingyang, looked at the three people talking, and really wanted to remind them, she is so big, standing here?

In front of her, if you want to kill her father, do you really think she doesn't exist?

Meng Xiu was rushed by Chen Baisheng, and didn't bother to know how Feng Qingyang broke his little devil, so he sneered immediately, "There is no one that I, Meng Xiu, can't kill. Since the ghost-eating technique didn't kill you, I have to do it myself." Let's do it."

Hearing this, Feng Qingyang felt uneasy, his expression changed, and he turned to Feng Ling and said, "Little Bell, go!"

Meng Xiu glanced at Fengling disdainfully, he didn't even bother to give Fengling alms, and growled, "It's late!"

Feng Ling calmly patted Feng Qingyang on the shoulder, telling Feng Qingyang not to worry, just relax, she will take care of this matter!
She really didn't pay attention to this kind of third-rate stuff.

After Meng Xiu finished speaking, he immediately stretched out his hands. Only then did Feng Ling notice that there were strange tattoos on Meng Xiu's hands. The tattoos were black, black, purple, and purple, like spots that couldn't be washed clean.
Meng Xiu quickly changed gestures with both hands, muttering words,
Soon, a black evil spirit invisible to ordinary people emanated from Meng Xiu's body, and then, the little ghost who ran away from under Feng Ling's nose came out of Meng Xiu's body, and rushed towards Meng Xiu with its teeth and claws like a beast. Feng Qingyang.

The kid's pitch-black nails were shining, and he was extremely poisonous. He was thin and agile, and even looked at Feng Ling with vicious eyes.

However, Feng Ling stared back directly.

Feng Qingyang couldn't see the little ghost, but instinctively felt a cold wind blowing around him, and the surrounding air seemed to drop dozens of degrees instantly, making him feel a little cold.

Feng Qingyang was a little worried about Feng Ling, what did she just want to say?
I saw Feng Ling standing behind him, his figure flashed suddenly, and he came to his side with lightning speed, with one arm stretched out straight, five fingers forming claws, as if grasping something he couldn't see s things?

Relying on Meng Xiu's presence, the little ghost was not afraid of Feng Ling, and wanted to pounce on Feng Qingyang directly, but just when it was about to touch Feng Qingyang, Feng Ling made a timely move and directly grabbed the little ghost by the neck.

The little ghost's body was very small. Feng Ling strangled his neck and lifted him up in mid-air, struggling uncontrollably, like a chicken about to be slaughtered.

Feng Ling's eyes were bright, and one hand seemed to have the strength of a thousand catties. The little ghost struggled, but he couldn't break free.

And Meng Xiu was already stupid.
What the hell!

what's the situation?
Meng Xiu's eyes were wide open, as if they were about to fall, with an unbelievable look on his face
This is a little ghost that he carefully refined and fed with his painstaking efforts. Ordinary people can't see or touch this kind of thing at all, but the girl in front of him easily grabbed the little ghost's neck. , The look of contempt in her eyes shows that this girl is not simple!
"Who the hell are you?"

Feng Ling cast a sideways glance at Meng Xiu, then turned around, her figure was like the wind, as fast as lightning, with a weight that weighed heavily, she grabbed the little devil's arm and raised it violently, then fell down hard;
"coax!"

The air wave rolled over, and the ground was violently smashed into a big hole by the air. The ground around the big hole was cracked and covered like spider webs. Even Meng Xiu was almost blown away by the air wave;
And Chen Baisheng took a few steps back, and fell to the ground with a bewildered expression?
"what"

Feng Ling directly smashed the kid to the ground, and after the kid let out a miserable howl, his figure turned into black smoke and disappeared slowly.

"puff!"

Meng Xiu was backlashed and spit out a big mouthful of blood. He looked at Feng Ling with a pale face, with a look of horror in his eyes, "Who are you?"

Chen Baisheng looked at the coquettish Meng Xiu just now, then he vomited blood and fell to the ground in a blink of an eye, with a dazed expression on his face.
what's going on?
"It's just you?" Feng Ling looked down at Meng Xiu with a haughty expression and an air of arrogance. "You don't even deserve to know who I am!"

Meng Xiu wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, fixed his eyes on Feng Ling, and then sneered, "Little girl, I advise you not to be too crazy, this world is far more dangerous than you think."

After Meng Xiu finished speaking, he reached into his pocket with one hand and took out a pitch-black bottle from his pocket, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth;

"go to hell!"

Meng Xiu roared, and was about to pull off the bottle cap to release the evil spirit inside, but unexpectedly
"Whoosh!"

Like lightning, a piece of golden talisman was directly thrown by Feng Ling, and firmly stuck to the center of Meng Xiu's eyebrows.

Meng Xiu's body was stiff, with that sneer still on his face, maintaining the posture of holding the bottle with one hand and trying to remove the cap with the other, unable to move;

"I"

Meng Xiu was stunned, what's going on?Why can't you move at a critical moment?

　Meng Xiu: Who am I?
　　where am I?
　　what am i doing ? ? ?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)