Lin Feng didn't care about that and looked at Jiang Li hurriedly.

His forehead was swollen, with an obvious slap mark on his face, his hair was disheveled, and several buttons of his clothes were undone.

He had never seen Jiang Li in such an embarrassed state. Anger, inexplicable anger instantly filled Lin Feng's chest. His eyes were filled with murderous intent. He turned to look at President Deng who was lying on the ground.

Self-blame, regret, and more of anger.

All kinds of emotions mixed together, making him lose his mind at this moment, and he wanted to kill the beast in front of him.

Lin Feng handed the person to the secretary who came later, and strode towards the bathroom, stepping on the broken glass on the ground.

Mr. Deng was so dizzy from the fall that the lights on the roof seemed to be circling around his head. He shook his head vigorously a few times, but before he could figure out the situation, he cursed, "Damn it! That fool dared to attack me? Where are my bodyguards? Where are my bodyguards? What do I feed you for?"

Lin Feng slowly squatted down, staring at the fat face that looked a little panicked because of nervousness.

When President Deng saw him coming, he wanted to curse a few words, but he met Lin Feng's fierce gaze, which made him feel as if he had fallen into an icy cave. He swallowed hard a few times: "You, you, you...you want...what do you want to do?"

President Deng's voice trembled with fear, just like his legs, shaking violently at this moment: "Do you know where this is? I tell you, if you want to harm me, you just wait..."

Even though there was a threat, Lin Feng didn't care. He grabbed Mr. Deng's hair, slowly pulled him closer to him, and without saying a word, slapped him in the face.

"Brother...let me explain...actually..." Just as Mr. Deng was about to open his mouth to explain, Lin Feng slapped him in the face again.

After being slapped more than a dozen times in a row, President Deng was completely stunned. He looked at Lin Feng with hatred, his face was covered with blood and looked particularly ferocious: "Believe it or not..."

Before he could finish his words, he was kicked hard in the abdomen. The kick was so powerful that he felt his whole body twisted together. The huge recoil made him lean back, but his hair was still grasped in Lin Feng's hand, and it was bent into the shape of a shrimp. He covered his stomach, and the feeling was indescribable.

"Stop fighting, stop fighting, brother, please, how much money, how much money can solve it...can we talk privately..." Mr. Deng hugged Lin Feng's thigh and kept begging for mercy.

Lin Feng stopped, looked at Lin Feng with interest, and smiled very brightly: "How much can you offer?"

President Deng heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Lin Feng stop. As he said, there is nothing that can't be solved with money. Seeing Lin Feng's smiling face, he even suspected that Lin Feng had been waiting outside the door for a long time and came here deliberately to catch the adultery, just for his own money.

Jiang Li, who was being applied medicine by the secretary nearby, happened to hear the conversation between the two people.

She pushed away the secretary beside her, and the emotion that had just surged in her heart disappeared without a trace, replaced by the anger that she had just suppressed.

What does that mean? So in Lin Feng's eyes, she is only measured by benefits. As long as the benefits are greater than her value to Lin Feng, Lin Feng will abandon her without hesitation? It's really ridiculous. What she did before was just her wish? Mr. Deng quickly judged the situation in front of him. After all, he is still a businessman. Using the smallest cost to obtain the greatest value is always his rule of life. He asked tentatively: "I'm a little short of money recently. I can't take out too much money for the time being. A few tens of thousands of dollars is still no problem for me. You see..."

"No problem, a few tens of thousands?" Lin Feng said with a faint smile.

"One hundred thousand, oh no, let's say fifteen hundred thousand. If you are willing to talk privately, I will transfer the money to you now. Is that okay with you?" Mr. Deng said hurriedly. It seemed that his guess was right. This person just wanted to blackmail him. It was a pity that he was still afraid of this and that. He was just pretending.

At the same time, he was afraid that Lin Feng would raise the price, so he quickly added: "Brother, don't think it's too little. If this matter really gets out of hand, it won't sound good to Mr. Jiang, right?"

Lin Feng nodded and said, "Okay, then 150,000."

Jiang Li felt as if someone poured a basin of ice water over him from head to toe, and his whole body was chilled to the bone. Just for 150,000 yuan? Lin Feng compromised? Haha, it seems that I overestimated him before.

When she heard Lin Feng's conversation, she had already prepared herself mentally. No matter what decision Lin Feng made, she would not care. But when she really heard these words coming out of Lin Feng's mouth, her heart felt as if it was stabbed by someone, and it hurt terribly.

President Deng also stood up from the ground shakily at this time, looking at Lin Feng with undisguised disdain in his eyes, picked up the small leather bag thrown on the bed, and said in a tone of sending away beggars: "Bank card or something? Forget it, how about I give you cash and let you enjoy your victory."

Lin Feng's expression suddenly turned gloomy: "Don't bother, this is the money I prepared for you to travel!"

The cold tone and fierce murderous intent made his heart seem to slow down for a beat. He was about to continue speaking, but Lin Feng didn't know when a hand had already grasped his neck and slowly lifted him up from the ground.

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The force of suffocation made him instinctively open his mouth and breathe desperately.

Lin Feng seemed not to notice the plea for mercy in President Deng's eyes. He now seemed like an emotionless god of death, slowly reaping his life.

President Deng kicked his legs desperately. The strong feeling of suffocation made his eyes go black. It was the first time he felt death was so close to him. He used all his strength to try to pry open Lin Feng's hand that was against his throat, but Lin Feng's hand was like a pair of pliers. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't budge it.

Will Lin Feng let him go so easily?

Won't!

Lin Feng sneered repeatedly and punched him in the abdomen several times, each punch hitting the flesh, and each punch was more powerful than the last.

President Deng felt a sweet and fishy taste rising up in his throat. The feeling of suffocation and pain made his facial features almost twisted into a ball. These punches were enough to take half his life.

The blood in his mouth flowed out along the corners of his mouth uncontrollably. Just when he thought he was going to die, Lin Feng suddenly loosened his hand that was holding his neck. But before he could be happy, he was kicked and flew out.