As soon as Ye Feng came out of the refining room, he felt a biting cold wind blowing towards him. Although the snowstorm had stopped, the weather was even colder after the snow, a dry cold that could freeze a person's bones.
But this severe cold is nothing to Ye Feng. After being baptized by the Dragon Extinguishing Flame, he inherited the blood of the ancient gods and is not afraid of fire or severe cold.
A sword light rose up, particularly conspicuous in the night sky, making him look like a shooting star, flying towards the distant Blizzard Town.
In the Feida Home Community of Blizzard Town, there is a magnificent villa with bright lights. Although it is freezing cold outside, it is warm as spring inside the house.
In the spacious and bright hall, a group of people were playing mahjong, drinking vodka imported from Russia, listening to music, and having a great time.
Only Zhao Tianhai had a gloomy face, his hands mechanically touching the mahjong, and he didn't look happy at all.
He even seemed to have no interest in the scantily clad, seductive and alluring beauty who had been sitting next to him, and didn't even look at her.
The beauty was wearing a purple miniskirt, revealing her slender white thighs. The skirt was so short that you could almost see her black panties.
She stretched out her slender, white arms like lotus roots and hugged Zhao Tianhai's arms, her surging breasts pressed tightly against Zhao Tianhai.
The beautiful woman exhaled like a orchid: "Brother Hai, why are you so depressed? How about I accompany you to the inner room to have some fun?"
If it were in the past, Zhao Tianhai would proudly put his arm around the beautiful woman's waist and walk into the suite to have some sex, but today, Zhao Tianhai was not in the mood at all.
He pushed the beauty away impatiently: "Go play somewhere else, don't bother me."
The beauty was a little surprised and wondered if she had done something wrong to anger her eldest brother, but after thinking it over, she realized that she had not done anything out of the ordinary.
She pressed her hot and seductive body close to Zhao Tianhai's again and said coquettishly, "Brother Hai, you are ignoring me. Do you not love me anymore?"
The beautiful woman's voice was so sweet and coquettish that it could almost melt any man's bones, but Zhao Tianhai still had no mood to pay attention to her.
An ugly bald man sitting opposite Zhao Tianhai watched and laughed, "Xiao Taohong, don't bother Brother Hai. His Tuoya Company was looted yesterday, and his men were beaten to the hospital. Two of them died. He is in a bad mood."
Sitting on the left of Zhao Tianhai was a foreigner with a hooked nose.
The foreigner had green eyes and snow-white skin as pale as a ghost. He had a sneer of contempt on his face and spoke in half-familiar Chinese.
"Sun Baldy, you are exaggerating too much. I thought it was a big deal, but it's just a small matter. Everyone sitting here has experienced a lot. Zhao Tianhai, you have also been through a lot. As long as you are still alive, you are not afraid of not making up for your losses. Do you want us to help you find out who robbed your warehouse?"
Zhao Tianhai said unhappily: "No need, the police will handle it."
They are all gangsters, yet they actually rely on the police. Everyone laughed and cast disdainful looks at Zhao Tianhai.
Sitting on Zhao Tianhai's right was a young man who was wearing a limited edition suit from Fan Enzhe, a glittering gold watch on his wrist, and a large gold ring on his finger. He looked very lavish and his family was wealthy.
The young man had a handsome face and a sturdy build, but his eyes looked a little sinister.
He put down the mahjong tiles in his hand and consoled him with a smile: "Brother Zhao, you have suffered misfortune and lost tens of millions. We should sympathize with him instead of laughing at him. How can you be friends?"
On the surface, the young man was comforting Zhao Tianhai, but in fact, he was also mocking him, and his tone sounded even harsher than the foreigner's sarcasm.
Xiao Taohong knew that she couldn't make any money from Zhao Tianhai today. She sighed softly, twisted her willow waist, and sat next to the rich young man again. She smiled seductively and said with her hands covering her mouth: "Mr. Qian, you are a good person. Not only are you rich, but you are also kind-hearted."
Young Master Qian had long wanted to taste Xiao Taohong's delicious flesh, but she was usually monopolized by Zhao Tianhai, which made people jealous. Today, seeing that she was willing to throw herself into his arms, he happily took out a stack of banknotes from the large stack in front of him and stuffed it under Xiao Taohong's skirt.
As Mr. Qian stuffed money into the silky panties, he said with a playful smile: "Little Taohong, now you know how good I am. Then accompany me today."
Xiao Taohong had a coquettish smile on her face. She half-heartedly snatched the money from Mr. Qian's hand, but she pressed Mr. Qian's big hand directly on her thigh.
"Of course. It is my fate to meet Mr. Qian who is kind-hearted."
When the bald man saw Xiao Taohong showing her affection to Boss Qian, jealousy appeared on his face. His voice was so loud that it made the whole room buzz: "Xiao Qian, play cards well and don't be distracted. After playing cards, you two can go anywhere to have fun."
The foreigner seemed to like Zhao Tianhai's jokes more. He sneered and said, "Zhao Tianhai, your girl ran away with someone else. Aren't you heartbroken?"
Zhao Tianhai touched his chest and smiled bitterly in his heart, Xiao Taohong is a bitch, she will go with whoever has money, it's none of my business. Someone has put a heart-eating poison in my heart, how can I still have the mood to flirt with other girls
Whenever he thought about the heart-eating poison that Ye Feng had put on him, he felt like there was something stuck in his throat and was extremely uncomfortable.
Young Master Qian thought Zhao Tianhai looked gloomy, and he was a little worried. He said with a joking smile: "Ten million is nothing to Brother Hai..."
The short and fat Zhao Tianhai suddenly felt a pain in his chest, and his face turned pale with fright. The heart-eating insect in his body was summoned. It was obvious that Ye Feng was nearby, so close that he could feel the murderous intent as if it were real.
"Xiao Taohong, please fight for me. Someone is looking for me. I'm going back now."
Zhao Tianhai hurriedly put down the mahjong in his hand, left the hall and walked into the yard.
The bald man and the foreigner both looked unhappy: "Zhao Tianhai, you're just leaving like this."
Mr. Qian's eyes were fixed on Xiao Taohong's deep waves. Once Zhao Tianhai left, Xiao Taohong would be his. He said with a smile, "Let him go. You can tell that he is in a bad mood."
The foreigner said contemptuously: "This Zhao Tianhai can't do anything big. He was just robbed, but he is so scared that he doesn't even dare to say who did it. I really don't know what Duke Loki likes about him."
The bald man smiled bitterly and said, "Mr. Karl, you don't know that the ancient Chinese martial arts world is full of people of all kinds, and masters are emerging in large numbers. Those of us at the earth level are just ants."
Mr. Karl looked disdainful and took out a shiny black pistol and placed it on the table: "No matter how powerful the ancient martial arts are, can they compare to our high technology? People are flesh and blood after all. They can't stop our planes and cannons, and they can't be faster than my bullets."
Mr. Qian said flatteringly: "Mr. Karl is right. No matter how powerful a person is, can he be more powerful than a bullet?"