CHAPTER 885: CHAPTER 885: BOTTOM LINE

This time Liu Shao was really angry. He had been with him for three years, and during this time I had never seen Liu Shao so angry in Chaozhi, and now...

Looking up at Ye Fengsheng’s floor, Cai Xing’s eyes were full of regret.

The shattered cell phone corpse was scattered on the ground, Liu Yuan’s face was a shade of blue, clenching his fists, his eyes bloodshot with rage.

He had always considered Qiu Yun his woman. Hearing that Ye Fengsheng was actually staying in Qiu Yun’s room, he lost his mind. At this moment, he only felt like he was wearing a green beret.

What Shen Chun, what face, none of it was more important than the woman you want, and Ye Fengsheng’s voice had completely touched his bottom line!

The dragon’s scales were against its scales, touch it and you die!

"You, Fengsheng! I must make you live worse than death!"

Liu Yuan turned around softly and walked to the coffee table, picked up the machine beside him, and called the bodyguards downstairs.

"Get ready. Follow me to do one thing. After that, I will give you 3 million US dollars to send you abroad."

"Hide those guys."

The fallen Liu Yuan stopped the distortion of his face. He rubbed his red eyes hard. After changing clothes, he revealed a row of white teeth in the mirror.

After the lights went out, sparks flickered in the dark.

The room was number 17, but it was only a large floor marked with 17, and behind the door were many individual rooms.

Of course, these rooms were all Qiu Yun’s, worried that Ye Fengsheng had caused any trouble, she even deliberately had people tidy up a room for Ye Fengsheng in front of her eyes.

Compared to Qiu Qian entrusting Ye Fengsheng to keep an eye on her, what she was more worried about was Ye Fengsheng, a madman who would kill without blinking, starting over in this Beautiful Garden. Therefore, she arranged Ye Fengsheng within her line of sight to ensure monitoring and restriction of Ye Fengsheng.

Before Ye Fengsheng could sit down, he saw Qiu Yun had already come out. He looked at Ye Fengsheng from a distance, and asked, "Are you on good terms with Lin Dongqing?" Even the "money" box, which was not easy to open, was opened just for you alone.

Ye Fengsheng looked at her and said, "Well, they have me do things. They always want to offer some sweetness first."

"Then you..."

Qiu Yun’s eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of the porcelain bottle in Ye Fengsheng’s hand, and she was immediately shocked: "They gave you the Divine Spring?"

"This?"

Ye Fengsheng raised his hand and casually tossed the porcelain bottle to Qiu Yun: "Alright, I don’t want it. They forced it on me. Maybe they don’t want to owe me a favor."

"Ah!"

Qiu Yun shrieked, her face turning pale with fright. She quickly took a few steps to pick up the bottle and held it cautiously in her hand. After confirming that the contents were the same as before, she was even more frightened and jumped up.

"What are you doing? This is a Divine Spring! What if you just throw it like that?"

Ye Fengsheng ignored her, sat on the sofa, and said nonchalantly, "Smash it. What then?"

Meanwhile, he ponderously said, "I don’t know what those two are thinking. Such a big box, like a barren mountain. It’s an illusion without any real meaning."

Qiu Yun looked at Ye Fengsheng’s indifferent manner and said, "You mean, they ask you for something, so they give you Divine Authority?"

"Shen Hechun," Ye Fengsheng looked at Qiu Yun disdainfully, "a bit of water mixed into the spirit’s Spiritual Energy, calling it Divine Spring, without fear of smashing the brand."

"You..."

This seemed to be the look of a wood louse, deeply stimulating Qiu Juan’s self-esteem. She took a deep breath and threw it on the table in front of Ye Fengsheng, seriously saying, "Let’s talk price."

Ye Feng looked at her. "How much?"

Qiu Yun sat, like a business model, "Don’t pretend to be confused, let’s speak frankly. How much did this amazing spring cost you before you were willing to do it?"

She glanced at Ye Fengsheng’s suspicious eyes, fearing he would disagree, then left her father and said, "My father desperately needs these springs. His health is poor and he can’t practice martial arts. He’s been on medication."

A black night for killing, a windy night for setting fires.

Tonight there was no wind, the moon was high. Now was not the best time to start, but the enraged Liu Yuan was unwilling to wait any longer.

The flickering cigarette butt glowed in the darkness, staring at the billowing smoke in the corridor ahead, a hint of madness in his eyes.

As the leading son of Qishi City, he wasn’t a fool; on the contrary, even though he was driven mad, he still knew what he could do and couldn’t do.

Being a person in the Beautiful Garden was too difficult; the risk after an accident was too great. Even if he was Liu Yuan, he might not be able to walk out the gate of the Beautiful Garden.

So he cut off the building’s surveillance center and set the building’s base on fire.

As the fire grew bigger, he had to do something to please himself, like kill the guy called Ye Fengsheng, then let his body turn to ash in the flames.

"A magnificent building accompanying him in his funeral, isn’t that unfair to his death."

Liu Yuan tossed the cigarette butt on the ground and stamped it several times, a smile appearing in his eyes.

Rather than saying it was a joke, one could say it was a jest. Only someone like him could speak of a person’s life and death in the face of raging fire, chat and laugh with those around, seeking advice.

"Wait on the weather, don’t you say?"

In the darkness, a small shadow swayed slightly without making a sound. Only the reflection from its eyes caught the fire like a sharp hawk, as if waiting for prey, somewhat impatient.

And Cai Xing looked somewhat embarrassed. Although this wasn’t his first time doing such a thing, his situation was similar to tonight. After all, it was the first time. So he spoke somewhat anxiously, "Liu Xiao, everything is ready, shall we head back first? Let’s leave the next thing to the weather. There are so many of us here, if someone finds out..."

A pair of cold, crazed eyes suppressed his words, then Liu Yuan’s voice, emotionless, slowly reached his eardrum:

"Are you teaching me how to do things?"

Cai Xing opened his mouth wide, daring not to voice his support. Now Liu Yuan was putting immense pressure on him, leaving him idle.

Liu Yuan had already made his plan. He stared at the fire spreading to the second floor and said:

"I want to see Ye Fengsheng die with my own eyes, then throw his corpse into the sea of fire and watch him turn to charcoal!"

"Then, I will go up to save Qiu Yun!"

At this moment, a bit of fantasy appeared on Liu Yuan’s face, clearly indicating that from the beginning the hero planned to rescue the United States.

"Good plan. I’ll throw you into the fire just as you said."

Suddenly, a voice startled the three in the dark; they all turned sideways to look at the speaker, a hint of surprise in their eyes simultaneously.

"You, Fengsheng? Why are you here?"

The speaker was Liu Yuan, almost at the same time. Liu Yuan turned his head, eyes fixed on Cai Xing. He gritted his teeth and said, "Didn’t you say he never came out?"

Cai Xing was also perplexed. This place had only one way in and out, and just now he had seen Ye Fengsheng’s voice enter, never coming out again, how then could he appear here now?

Isn’t it strange? How about a ghost visit at midnight?

"Relax, relax."

Ye Fengsheng took a few steps toward the three and said, "It’s obvious you want all means to kill me. My client isn’t nervous, why are you nervous?"