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Stir-fried Bean Sprouts with Chives: Treating Others in Their Way

Boss Xiong's fat man with more than 200 pounds was just like that, Ye Cong pinched his hand with one hand.

"If you have to move your mind that you shouldn't have a reason to do it." Ye Cong said coldly, with the tendency that this person would be strangled to death by himself in the next second.

Before Boss Xiong was strangled to death, Ye Cong threw the person to the ground and then shook his wrist, "Don't waste time, go together, don't worry, I won't kill you, after all, save your life and have a purpose."

Five thugs looked at each other.

"What are you doing when you stand there? I am the one who gives you money. He is the only one, and you won't give it to me." Zhao Ya shouted sharply, pushing one of the thugs on.

Perhaps because the three words "one person" moved them, five people attacked Ye Cong in the next second.

Ye Cong was standing behind his back with his hands on his back, standing there without even moving. After a moment, the five men had already been beaten at least two meters away, lying on the ground and moaning.

Ye Cong didn't even move his feet.

Zhao Ya: “…”

Is this a devil?

But she didn't know that this was a devil who came to the mortal world. He was covered in human skin, but some people always insisted on seeing his devil's appearance.

In this case, how could he disappoint?

Zhao Ya took a deep breath, suppressed her nervousness, and said calmly: "Mr. Ye really did everything for a woman, but in the industry of actors, especially actresses who are rising rapidly, everyone knows how they got up. Besides, Xinya was Gu Juexi's person before. Does Mr. Ye care so much about picking up broken shoes?" Zhao Ya said viciously, "Mr. Ye shouldn't be deceived, a woman with tens of thousands of people riding-ah-ah-"

Before Zhao Ya could finish her words, the wind under Ye Cong's feet had already reached Zhao Ya's side, and slapped the person to the ground with a slap. "Since the dozen slaps you appreciate have no effect, I will let you remember clearly what it means to 'treat the person's body with the way of others'." Ye Cong said, his eyes falling on the men who fell to the ground.

Zhao Ya instantly understood enough. Even with the slap marks on her face, she could not hide her pale face that had become because of fear.

"What I don't want to do depends on what Miss Zhao wants to do before." Ye Cong said lightly, "What Miss Zhao asked you to do before, you can continue now. Don't worry, Miss Zhao will definitely give you money to you with no mistakes, so you should also use snacks when you use money to do things."

"Ye Cong, you are breaking the law!" Zhao Ya screamed. What did she ask these people to do? She asked these people to destroy the little hoof that pretended to be pure.

"Breaking the law?" Ye Cong sneered, "Ms. Zhao can hear it clearly. What I said is that what they want to do is what Miss Zhao, you asked them to do." Moreover, Ye Cong didn't know what the word legal is.

"Mr. Xiong, Mr. Xiong save me-" Zhao Ya hurriedly crawled to Mr. Xiong and shouted in a trembling voice.

"I haven't moved yet, can't I do anything with money?" Ye Cong's face turned cold and he looked at the men.

"Didi--"

Ye Cong's phone rang, and he reached out and took it out.

[Xiao Douyao: I'm sleeping, you said two hours, and there are still one hour and twenty minutes.]

The cold air on Ye Cong's face disappeared in an instant, "I have limited time, so you better hurry up, otherwise-" Ye Cong said, and his eyes swept towards those people again.
Chapter completed!
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