Chapter 94

"What?" Zhang Mo was taken aback by Lin Zifeng's speed, and took a few steps back in panic, but he couldn't get rid of him at all.

So Zhang Mo stopped retreating, stood still, and kicked Lin Zifeng's waist with a side kick.

"Bang." Lin Zifeng quickly retracted his left arm to protect his waist. Although Zhang Mo's attack was blocked, his own attack was also resolved.

"You practice horizontal kung fu?" Zhang Mo and Lin Zifeng distanced themselves, his right leg was still trembling slightly. When his side kick was blocked by Lin Zifeng's arm, he was still worried that Lin Zifeng's arm would be blocked. The kick broke, and even took a little bit of force.But who would have thought that Lin Zifeng's arm would actually make him feel a little harder than steel, and he was even glad that he finally withdrew a little bit of strength, otherwise it might be his calf that was broken.

"Hey, who knows." Lin Zifeng said with a smile, neither admitting nor denying, "Do you want to continue?"

Zhang Mo's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was about to go all out, and it was still unclear whether he would win or lose, but for the sake of his old mother who was still lying on the hospital bed, he couldn't give up at all: "Continue."

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Mo moved forward like thunder: "Bajiquan, ha!"

"Good time." Lin Zifeng put his waist and horse together, and folded his arms in front of his chest.

"Bang." Lin Zifeng wrapped Zhang Mo's fist with both palms, and took it easily, without even taking half a step back.

"What? How could your inner strength be so deep?" Zhang Mo turned pale with shock, and immediately wanted to withdraw his punches and retreat, but how could Lin Zifeng let him go so easily.

"Here we are, don't worry about leaving." Lin Zifeng looked relaxed, grasped Zhang Mo's wrist and moved towards him, raised his left knee high and bumped into Zhang Mo's lower abdomen.

"Hmm." Zhang Mo grunted in pain, and under the force of the impact, his body took several steps back.But Lin Zifeng didn't seem to want to let him go at all, and pulled him to the front with all his strength again and staged a set of ruthless blows.

In this set of combination boxing, Lin Zifeng used the technique of cloud hands in Taijiquan, so that every time Zhang Mo wanted to find a chance to break the game, he would always enter Lin Zifeng's rhythm again.The tall man, who is close to 1.9 meters tall and weighs about 180 kilograms, is being pushed around by Lin Zifeng like a marionette.

"I didn't expect such a handsome and handsome boy to fight so horribly. Men are really scary." Seeing Zhang Mo's miserable state, Li Yun couldn't help muttering in a low voice.

"Boom." After Lin Zifeng completed the 99-hit combo, he knocked Zhang Mo to the ground with a heavy punch, and said with a smile on his face, "You are not my opponent, so there should be no need to continue to prove it."

"You can still laugh after beating someone like this, he's just a devil." Li Yun patted his chest and said with a frightened expression, but suddenly changed to a nympho expression, "But he's really handsome. "

In the set of combined punches just now, although Zhang Mo seemed to be beaten badly, Lin Zifeng kept his hands everywhere. After all, this Zhang Mo looked like an honest person from the performance just now, and with himself There is also no injustice or enmity.

"Sorry." Zhang Mo struggled to get up, swayed from side to side and stood on the spot, lowered his eyelids, and said with difficulty, "I have a reason to insist, so let's go on."

At this time, Lin Zifeng also suppressed the smile on his face, and his eyes became a little more serious: "You should be able to feel it, I just withdrew my strength just now, even if you stand up again, the final result is still falling down, maybe What's the point?"

"Hehe. It's still the same sentence. I have a reason to persevere, unless I can't stand up again." Zhang Mo smiled bitterly and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Well, you are a respectable person, so I will be more serious this time." Lin Zifeng's expression was a little serious, "Get ready!"

As soon as "唰" finished speaking, Lin Zifeng's figure seemed to disappear from the field of vision suddenly.

"Why so fast? Could it be that he is already in the mid-innate stage!?" When Zhang Mo had this idea in his mind, he felt as if he had been hit hard on the back of the head, and then his eyes became dark, "You are indeed in the mid-innate... ..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Mo fell into a coma, and his huge body fell forward.

"Pa" Lin Zifeng, who ran behind Zhang Mo and instantly killed him with one move, stretched out his hand in time, and hugged Zhang Mo's waist so that he would not face the ground, "Could you please call 120?" ?”

"Xiao Yun." Ye Xintong, whose eyes were fixed on Lin Zifeng, shouted to the female secretary beside him.

"Oh, good." Li Yun, who was fascinated by Lin Zifeng's neat and tidy figure, finally came to his senses under Ye Xintong's shout, and took out his mobile phone to call the emergency number, "Hello, is it 120?" , this is Xintong Building, No. 168, Anxin Road, Xuhui District..."

"Now you are the only one left, so it is only natural that you have been admitted." Ye Xintong stood up, looked at Lin Zifeng squarely, and said calmly, "Now, I will leave this place to my secretary. office, let's discuss your salary and work content."

After finishing speaking, he walked out of the interview hall without waiting for Lin Zifeng's response. Lin Zifeng put Zhang Mo on the chair next to him, and followed.

The two boarded the elevator together, and Ye Xintong clicked the button on the tenth floor. During this time, both of them were silent, and the only thing in the elevator was the faint fragrance from Ye Xintong's body.

"Ding." The elevator reached the tenth floor, Ye Xintong stepped on high heels and walked in front, Lin Zifeng followed behind and looked left and right.

"Find a place to sit by yourself." As soon as she walked into the CEO's office, Ye Xintong leaned on the sofa and casually said to Lin Zifeng.

Lin Zifeng was not polite, and sat down on the sofa opposite Ye Xintong, casually picked up the purple sand pot and small cup on the tea table, poured a glass of water and downed it in one gulp: "The tea is good." He smacked his lips and praised a few words, as if he was at his own home.

Ye Xintong's eyelids couldn't help but twitched a few times, with an angry expression on his face: "We haven't signed the contract yet, and you're so rude, aren't you afraid that I'll kick you out and find someone else?"

"Who are you looking for? That Lin Kun or that Zhang Mo?" Lin Zifeng twitched his mouth twice, picked up the small purple sand cup and played with it in his hand, "Your current situation should not be too good, otherwise it would be impossible Urgently recruiting bodyguards, oh no, assistants."

Lin Zifeng gave Ye Xintong a playful look, and then stopped his mouth in time.

"What do you know, what relationship do you have with that group of people?" Ye Xintong asked with a hostile face as Lin Zifeng stared at him feeling a chill behind him.

"Hahaha, okay, I won't tease you anymore." Lin Zifeng laughed a few times, then restrained the treacherous expression on his face, and looked serious, "Let's stop pretending to be confused, I think you should know me Bar."

Ye Xintong was silent for a moment, then nodded twice: "You are right, so I want to ask you, why did you show up at my house that night."

"Ahem, since you asked the question sincerely, then I will tell you mercifully." Lin Zifeng cleared his throat, and then began to tell the story of that night, "That night I was chic in the bar, and then I happened to pass by the box you were in, and then..."

(End of this chapter)

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