Seeing Ye Feng coming over with a Zhonghua cigarette, the two waiters' expressions relaxed a lot and their tone became softer.
The short man nodded: "Well, drive the car over here and we'll see if it's worth taking."
The tall man smiled and said, "Don't worry, kid. As long as your car is in good condition and Brother Biao likes it, he will be very generous and will definitely give you a good price."
The short repairman took the cigarette from Ye Feng and took out a lighter from his pocket. The lighter had a bronze metal shell with a bronze glow and an exquisite bauhinia pattern carved on the top.
The short man shook the lighter ostentatiously, opened the lighter casing, pressed the igniter, and a golden flame spurted out.
The short man lit cigarettes for himself and the tall man, then waved his hand ostentatiously. The lighter casing made a crisp sound, and then it closed again with a thud, extinguishing the flame.
A hint of murderous intent flashed in Ye Feng's eyes. The lighter in the short man's hand was the one Ye Feng had seen last night. It was the lighter used by Wu Gang.
The tall man said with envy: "Li San, please sell me your lighter. I'll give you 200 yuan."
Li San said with disdain: "This is my trophy. There is nothing in that bar. I smashed it hard for a long time to pick up such a treasure. I won't sell it for 200 or 2,000 yuan."
The tall man complained, "You smashed for a long time and got a lighter, but I smashed for a long time and didn't even get a lighter.
From the conversation between the two, Ye Feng heard clearly that they and Brother Biao smashed the bar this morning.
Just as the two were still immersed in the excitement of getting the lighter, they heard the shutter door slam shut, and the two guys screamed in fear.
“Why did the door close automatically?”
"It's a supernatural event."
Ye Feng suppressed his anger and asked with a smile: "Did you all go to smash the bar today?"
The two repairmen suddenly understood something. The short man said gloomily, "Boy, who are you?"
The tall man asked doubtfully, "Are you a policeman?"
“I’m scarier than the police.”
As soon as the short man raised the sledgehammer in his hand, he flew out and hit a motorcycle that was being repaired inside. The huge impact force knocked the motorcycle's pulley off.
The tall man stared at Ye Feng in a daze. He didn't see Ye Feng take any action, so why did his companion fly away
He suddenly understood how the door suddenly fell down. It must have been Ye Feng's doing.
But he still had a lucky mentality, maybe this was all a coincidence.
He held a pointed screwdriver in his hand and stabbed Ye Feng hard.
His screwdriver was about to pierce Ye Feng. Although it was not a real knife, this pointed knife could still make a hole in the body.
Boy, you didn’t even dodge. I’ll let you know how powerful my screwdriver is.
However, in his eyes, Ye Feng had a sneer of contempt on his face, and a burst of mental power burst out.
The tall man felt a force like a wave hitting him hard.
In the face of such power, he felt insignificant, as if he was trapped in a turbulent ocean. Facing the huge waves, he had no thought of resisting and could only bow down and kneel down.
He felt his body being lifted up by a huge force and rushed straight backwards, hitting the container behind him, deforming the steel container.
He fell among the mess of motorcycle parts, a bucket of black engine oil dripping from the top of his head onto his face, but he had no strength to move his body.
He felt as if his body was broken, and waves of stabbing pains spread all over his body. The slightest movement was accompanied by excruciating pain.
Ye Feng walked over with a sneer. He still reserved some strength and did not beat the short man unconscious like he did to the dwarf. He made the tall man unable to move, but conscious.
The tall man was shaking with pain all over. He looked at Ye Feng tremblingly. He really regretted coming to work in this auto repair shop. Not only did he not make any money, but he was also beaten so badly.
"Brother, who are you? I have no grudge against you, why do you treat me like this?"
Ye Feng looked into the tall man's eyes and saw regret and sadness in them.
He sneered, "You have no grudge against me, but you smashed my friend's bar. Tell me how I should deal with you."
The tall man suddenly realized that Ye Feng came to avenge Wu Gang. He regretted listening to Brother Biao and smashing the bar. Brother Biao ran away, but he got the retribution.
Thinking of this, he burst into tears: "Brother, I have no choice. The boss wants me to go, so I have to go. I only smashed the wine cabinet, I didn't beat anyone. It was Brother Biao and Shou Hou who beat people. Please, I don't want to die, don't kill me."
Brother Biao, Ye Feng remembered that he was the sturdy man. Could the skinny monkey be the skinny guy from last night
"Don't worry, I won't kill you. At most, I'll make you suffer a little. Where are Brother Biao and the others?"
"They all went to eat, I don't know where they went to eat."
It was lunch time and all these guys did was fight, drink, or race their cars. They were lazy and didn't do their jobs.
"You really don't know where Brother Biao is?"
"I really don't know, brother. You've beaten me like this. How dare I not tell the truth?"
"I guess you don't dare. Give me Brother Biao's phone number."
The tall man made a bitter face and told Ye Feng Brother Biao's phone number. After Ye Feng wrote it down, he called Mike Wang.
"Brother Mike Wang, there's another phone number I want you to locate. It would be even better if you can monitor it."
King Mike was eating: "Is it urgent? I'm enjoying a delicious chicken wing."
Ye Feng smiled and said, "Of course I'm in a hurry, but I'll give you five minutes to eat your chicken wings."
Mike Wang smiled and said, "My brother Ye is really magnanimous. Send me your phone number and I will locate it for you after I finish eating the chicken wings."
Ye Feng found Wu Gang's lighter from the short man who had fallen to the ground. The short man also woke up slowly and looked at Ye Feng in horror, as if he was looking at a devil.
Ye Feng lit a cigarette for himself with a lighter, blew out smoke rings, and fiddled with the lighter with a full metal shell.
He looked at the short man coldly: "Boy, remember this, don't take things that don't belong to you. For you, this is a death lighter. I didn't want to cripple you, but you stole Wu Gang's things, so you must be punished."
The short man wanted to say something, but no sound came out. He was much more seriously injured than the tall man, with all his limbs and neck broken.
However, Ye Feng spared his life so that he could repent for his past mistakes and redeem himself.
The short man then understood why Ye Feng came here, and a look of regret appeared in his eyes, but it was too late.
(End of this chapter)