The Richest Man Yang Fei

Yang Fei sent Mingcai home.

"Drink something before leaving." Akina took his hand and looked at him eagerly.

Yang Fei looked at his watch and nodded in agreement.

In the car outside, Tie Niu smiled: "The island women we played today are not as beautiful as Ming Cai?"

Ma Feng sneered: "Are you kidding! Who is Mingcai? Are those women comparable? Mingcai is a beautiful face in the flourishing age, once in a thousand years."

Tie Niu said: "When can I find such a beautiful woman!"

"Haha!" Ma Feng said, "Her song costumes have a warehouse! And they are all expensive costumes, even if you can find them, can you afford it?"

Tie Niu curled his lips silently.

The mouse scanned the outside casually, and suddenly saw a minivan slowly approaching and stopped outside the villa. The sign of electrical maintenance is painted on the body.

The people in the car didn't get down, they were watching through the car window, and some people were still looking through the telescope.

"Brother Marco, that car is weird," the mouse said in a deep voice.

Ma Feng hummed: "I saw it too."

Tie Niu took a look and said depressed: "How do you see weird? I think it's normal."

Ma Feng said, "The driver of the electric inspection vehicle, what does he bring a telescope with him? Do you still watch it secretly?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw two men in overalls, one tall and one short, getting out of the car and walking straight to the wall of Mingcai's house.

The wall was very short, guarding against gentlemen and villains, the two of them put their feet on them, turned over sharply, and walked toward the door quickly and alertly.

Tie Niu yelled: "Grab the grass! Really bad guys! Get them quickly!"

Ma Feng said: "Wait."

Tie Niu shouted: "What are you waiting for? Wait longer, they are going to enter the house!"

Ma Feng said: "Don't worry, do you think we are vegetarians? Fei Shao is just two little thieves, we should let Fei Shao perform as much as he wants."

Tie Niu grabbed the door of the car and retracted his hand, smiling cheerfully.

In the room, Yang Feizheng and Nakamori Akina were talking about advertising endorsements.

Huayi signed Mingcai and used her to shoot a promotional video for the clean white brand. Yang Fei has not paid her yet.

Today, Yang Fei mentioned this matter and said that she would be paid according to the market price.

Ming Cai shook her head: "Don't do it! Why are you embarrassed to take your money? You helped me, and I should help you too."

Yang Fei was about to speak when he heard a knock on the door.

Mingcai got up, walked towards the door, turned her head and smiled: "Don't talk about it anymore. I won't ask for money if you give me money. You just went overseas to develop, and there are so many places to spend money. I paid me for filming. You can ask...Who are you?"

"We are from a power company. We received a call for repairs. Is your circuit malfunctioning?"

"No!"

"Then let's come in and check it out!"

"I said there is no problem, you must be mistaken-what are you doing!"

The two villains disguised as power companies stretched their feet to jam the door, and then squeezed in quickly.

As soon as the tall man entered the door, he stretched out his hand to pinch Mingcai's neck, and then quickly closed the door.

Yang Fei was sitting on the sofa in the living room, peeling apples with a fruit knife. Seeing the sudden emergence of this accident, Yang Fei did not panic, still peeling the peel calmly.

"He's over there!" The dwarf pointed at Yang Fei.

The tall man pushed Mingcai away, took out a photo, looked at Yang Fei, then looked at the photo in his hand, and said, "That's right, it's him!"

The short man backhanded to his waist.

Before he could take out his weapon, Yang Fei clenched the knife in his hand and stabbed him into his right arm.

The howl like a pig, exploded in the villa.

Yang Fei kicked him in the chest, and at the same time drew out the knife, pierced the tall man's chest with his backhand.

The tall man had just taken out a pistol, and he was already hit by the knife before he could pull the trigger.

Yang Fei succeeded with one blow, and even more mercilessly, he cut twice on his wrist.

"Crack!" With a sound, the pistol fell to the ground.

The tall man had a knife in his chest, blood was flowing like a shot, and both wrists were pierced by sharp blades, basically losing the ability to attack.

After the short man was kicked down by Yang Fei, he had already gotten up at this moment, but as soon as he raised his head, he received a heavy elbow from Yang Fei on his neck.

Yang Fei waved another knife and stuck it around the short man's waist.

These few strokes of his were clean and tidy, without any muddles, and his actions were accurate and ruthless!

As early as when the two bad guys entered the door, Yang Fei saw that the situation was wrong, and he rehearsed it in his heart. This was the reaction and self-protection ability he had long expected to develop around the police.

It was the first time that Akina Nakamori saw Yang Fei take a fight, and she had forgotten her fear a long time ago, her wonderful eyes flickered, and her eyes were more surprised than frightened.

Yang Fei asked her, "Is there any tape at home? Find out!"

Mingcai said, jumping her feet, looking for duct tape all over the room.

When she found the tape, Yang Fei made two attempts and quickly tied the hands and feet of the two of them. At first glance, the two guys were lying on the ground, like fresh mummies that had just been dug out.

"Yang Feijun, you are amazing!" Mingcai looked admired, her eyes full of shining little stars.

Yang Fei smiled: "Small, I have practiced since I was a kid."

He took a fruit knife, gestured a few times on the edge of the blade with his fingertips, and said: "This knife is of good quality. Unlike our domestic fruit knife, it is soft and can only cut fruits."

"This is a Japanese-style kitchen knife. It can actually be used to cut meat. It's very sharp." Mingna said, "Be careful not to cut your hands."

Yang Fei gave a hum, put the knife on the short man's neck, and asked coldly: "Who sent you to kill Mingcai? Say it quickly, otherwise I cut off your eyelids and you won't be able to close your eyes in the future! "

The short man blinked his eyes in fright, for fear that he would never have this right again, and said in amazement: "We are not here to kill her, we are here to kill you!"

Yang Fei was startled, and asked in a deep voice, "Who sent you here?"

The short man shook his head desperately.

Mingcai said next to him, "I don't look like an islander from their accent, but like a Vietnamese."

Yang Fei thought about it~www.ltnovel.com~ The knife was slightly harder, and the cutting edge easily cut into the skin of the short man, and said: "You don't have to say, I killed you, and ask him again! Inside the two of you, left and right. If one is dead, I don’t believe that the other will be able to resist without speaking out!"

Isn't it just an interrogation?

For Yang Fei, this is really pediatrics. He came from a police family and learned a few tricks.

Yang Fei has long understood what the burden is, the disintegration and the prisoner's dilemma.

There is a special game between the two arrested prisoners. Even if they know that keeping silent together is beneficial to both parties, there will still be people who cannot withstand torture or confessions. There will always be a person’s psychological defense that collapses first. In this life-and-death situation, it is difficult for two thieves to maintain cooperation.

Yang Fei's words, as expected, he said that the short man was most afraid of, and he glanced at Yang Fei with a wince, and then at his comrades.

The sharp knife gradually cut into the muscles with unhesitating strength, and the clear pain made the short man believe that Yang Fei's knife could really kill him.