Sister, you miss me

However, Yang Feng didn't pick it up in the end. He knew very well that as long as Hong Tianjiao was in the opponent's hands, he could only be a rat-catcher.

"No retreat, no counterattack."

Saki Yeyue made an extremely rude request, but Yang Feng had to follow suit.

Saki Yeyue tried his best to do everything he had learned, and the long sword Huo Huo pointed at Yang Feng. Soon, Yang Feng's clothes fell apart and his whole body was covered with wounds.

Seeing the blood, Saki Yeyue became more and more crazy. Later, she simply threw a long knife and attacked Yang Feng with her fists and feet. Yang Feng held her head to dodge the rain of punches and kicks, or blocked them with her body.

"Yang Feng, fight back, leave me alone!" Seeing Yang Feng look like this, Hong Tianjiao broke his heart.

Saki Yeyue kicked Yang Feng's knee, so painful that Saki Yeyue only sucked in cold air, and gritted his teeth and said, "Dare to resist?"

Saki Yeyue looked back and saw that the ninja standing beside Hong Tianjiao understood his mind, and the long knife slashed through Hong Tianjiao's long and white neck. His sense of precision was so great that he only broke and bleeds, but it won't cause much harm.

"Don't!" Yang Feng looked at him in shock.

"Then what should you do?"

Yang Feng took a deep look at Hong Tianjiao, and saw that she shook her head and wept. Yang Feng covered her head with both hands and slowly bowed her body.

Saki Yeyue nodded, and kicked Yang Feng’s first kick on Yang Feng’s calf. Yang Feng remained motionless like a pine; Saki Yeyue’s second kick hit Yang Feng’s waist, and Yang Feng couldn’t help shaking; the third kick fell. The point was Yang Feng's left shoulder, which had no effect; the fourth foot hit Yang Feng's side face. Although he was protected by his forearm, Yang Feng's body fell directly like a fallen tree.

"Don't..." Hong Tianjiao burst into tears, "Fight back, Yang Feng, can you only see me die..."

Before she finished speaking, Hong Tianjiao's cheeks were pinched by the ninja beside her. Her mouth was forced to open wide, and an egg-sized bead was stuffed in. The bead was wearing a string with a string in her hollow. Knotted in the back of the head.

As a result, the beads pressed against the end of the tongue, and the thought of biting the tongue and committing suicide was cut off.

Hong Tianjiao knew that death was definitely a luxury in front of these well-trained ninjas.

Yang Feng fell to the ground, suffering from Saki Yeyue's punches and kicks. After all, he was a body of flesh and blood. When the pain was extreme, he would tremble and shout.

At this time, Saki Yeyue could completely kill Yang Feng, but it seemed that she had no plans to do so.

"Get up, this won't work?" Beating people is also a hard work, Saki Yazuki paused for a breath.

Yang Feng was motionless like a dead dog.

"I'll get you up." Saki Yeyue pulled Yang Feng like a "blood man" to sit up.

"Or else!"

"Okay." Yang Feng panting, glanced at Hong Tianjiao, and then set his gaze on Saki Yeyue's body.

Saki Yeyue picked up the knife and repeatedly gestured to Yang Feng's neck, with a smile in her eyes.

Hong Tianjiao couldn't help struggling, shaking her head and crying, but she could only make a "mmmmmmm" voice.

Yang Feng simply closed his eyes, he didn't feel Saki Yeyue's killing intent, but he still concentrated on it.

Regardless of his bruises and bruises, he still has the power of a blow. At the last moment, he must fight to kill the net.

"Stop playing!"

A man's voice rang from behind, and Yang Feng opened his eyes and turned his head to look, "It's you!"

Saki Yeyue cut Yang Feng's back with one knife.

"Ok……"

Watching Yang Feng fall, Hong Tianjiao softened and fainted.

...

At noon, Zhao Min and Nie Qing both got off the plane. Before they had time to turn on the plane, a military Dongfeng warrior creaked and stopped not far away.

It turned out that the Security Bureau intercepted a piece of information, and Miyamoto Treasure took eight Kaminin to charter a flight to Hong Kong.

After a little analysis, the insider knew that Miyamoto Treasure was directed at Yang Feng.

Zhao Min contacted Nie Qing as soon as possible. Nie Qing is a member of the Excalibur Bureau and also has a background in military uniforms. The resources that can be used far exceed her.

Nie Qing was more anxious than her, and immediately called Chen Dazhuang so that he could find Yang Feng as soon as possible, and then took Zhao Min to board the earliest flight to Hong Kong.

It was Chen Dazhuang who picked them up. From Chen Dazhuang's look on his face, the second daughter felt that something was not good.

After boarding the car, the Dongfeng warrior left the airport through the special passage. Chen Dazhuang said that Yang Feng was missing. At the same time, Hong Tianjiao and a small secretary of Hong Tianjiao were also missing. Currently, Zhengyu security and the Hong Kong Garrison have taken action, but they have not disturbed Hong Kong. police.

Unfortunately, so far, there is no news from Yang Feng and Hong Tianjiao.

Zhao Min said: "According to the information obtained through secret channels, Miyamoto Treasure is not only an ambassador, but also a top master of the North Star One Sword Style. The martial arts clan leader Miyamoto Ryutai regardless of Xuan Zhi, this time, he led eight nine-star Shangren to Hong Kong. , Yang Feng is afraid that there will be more fortunes."

At the end, Zhao Min was choked with vocal cords.

"No, absolutely not." Nie Qing clenched his fists to restrain the tension in his heart. "We must calm down. To save Yang Feng, we can only rely on us."

"Xiaoqing, what do you say?" Zhao Min was in a mess.

"Dazhuang, have you tried positioning?"

"Try it, it's useless." Chen Dazhuang shook his head disappointedly.

"Sister Min, what about your security bureau's positioning system? Let's try it together."

"it is good."

The two girls triggered the satellite positioning and tracking system at the same time. In the vast and endless extraterrestrial space, two near-Earth satellites sent out signals at the same time, and finally landed on the same point.

"Yes." The two women were overjoyed, and Nie Qing immediately rushed to Chen Dazhuang: "Prepare guns and sniper rifles. As many as possible, the sooner the better."

"Yes!" Chen Dazhuang replied excitedly.

...

There is a hotel called Xiangjiang Star near the airport.

In a luxurious suite, Yang Feng, Hong Tianjiao, and Xiao Tian were all tied to chairs and sat in a row.

A sip of water sprayed on Yang Feng's face, he was agitated, opened his eyes, and it took a while before he adjusted to the dim light in the room.

"I'm not dead yet, where is this?" Yang Feng said hoarsely.

Miyamoto Treasure smiled coldly and sprayed another sip of water on Hong Tianjiao's face.

"Ah, Yang Feng..." Hong Tianjiao yelled when she woke up after taking off her lips.

"Jiaojiao, I am here."

"Yang Feng, you are not dead yet, I thought you were dead, I am not alive anymore."

"Although not dead, but soon."

"Where is this?"

"Before the ghost gate closes." Yang Feng glanced at Miyamoto's treasure, and said solemnly.

Miyamoto Treasure lit incense, played traditional music, wrapped a strip of white cloth around his head, and wiped the ribs carefully with a white cloth.

"Yang Feng, you are amazing." Miyamoto Treasure said while busy with his business.

"where?"

"There has never been a Chinese warrior who needs to consume so much manpower and material resources of our Neon, never."

"I am very honored."

"As the ultimate person in your life, I am also very honored." Miyamoto Treasure looked at the shining ribs of autumn water in front of the spotlight, but was still not satisfied, so he continued to wipe, "A sinner like you, should have been brought back. Neon accepted the ruling, but, considering that there are many nights and dreams, it is the same to take your first class back."

"It really makes you bother."

"That's a must. Also, don't waste your effort. The rope that binds you is specially made of nanomaterials, and neither the lion nor the tiger can escape."

As he said, Miyamoto Treasure stood up slowly. At this moment, the incense burned to the end and the music stopped abruptly.

Miyamoto Treasure walked to Yang Feng and stood still. There was a murmur in his mouth, mostly praying, then his eyes opened violently and said: "Yang Feng, let me send you on the road."

Miyamoto Treasure had just raised the butcher knife, and two windows burst at the same time.

"Who!"

The answer to him was three "metal cans."

"It's a grenade, lying down."

Before the words fell, three thunders exploded one after another, flash bombs, shock bombs, and tear gas bombs.

Half a minute later, someone broke into the door and window.

Gunshots came and went, and his body kept falling down. When Yang Feng looked at things again, he saw Zhao Min, Nie Qing, Chen Dazhuang, and Long Xiaoyun.

And the ninjas do all the things.

"I escaped again, thank you."

"Then why do you thank me?" Nie Qing smiled like a flower.

"Go to hell!"

Suddenly, the undead Miyamoto Treasure stabs the nearest Nie Qing with a rib, while the other three are in a blind spot, unable to rescue them.

At this critical juncture, Yang Feng braced his feet and brought a chair between them. Miyamoto Treasure's ribs penetrated the back of the chair, penetrated his body, and continued to push forward.

The three pistols spewed brilliant fire, and Miyamoto Treasure fell unwillingly.

Yang Feng sprayed blood on Nie Qing's face and smiled strangely: "That's it...Thank you...thank you..."

"Yang Feng!" Nie Qing cried and hugged him.

...

Neon, the Emperor’s Imperial Palace, the Emperor worships the heads of Shintoism in front of the portrait, then unfolds the rice paper, burns incense and grinds ink, and paints it according to a pot of daisies.

"Who?"

The emperor’s ears suddenly moved, and the person who was approaching at this time was definitely not his own. He slowly turned around and saw a middle-aged man with a calm temperament, a moon-white robe, his temples dyed with frost, a firm face, and his eyes deep and clear.

"Qin Zhong!"

The emperor couldn't help taking a step back. The Asian man in front of him was tall and elegant, but he was shocking.

The Celestial Royal Family has an atlas, which lists the people who pose a threat to the Neon Royal Family in the world today. Qin Zhong ranked first twenty years ago.

This is something that all members of the royal family are familiar with. Often, the infants of the royal family cried endlessly in the middle of the night, and they all silenced at the mention of "Qin Zhong" notoriety.

"You have disappeared for twenty years. Everyone thinks you are no longer alive. I didn't expect you to be alive. Come on, what can I do?"

Qin Zhong lightly opened a bag. There was a layer of plastic wrap in the bag. After the blood-stained plastic wrap was opened, there were a few pieces of human ears.

"You...what do you mean?" The emperor was holding his chest, backing, panting quickly, his bloody ears, and the strong bloody smell made him unable to penetrate.

"Listen to me first." Qin Zhong did not rush, wrapped in plastic wrap, and began to pull his ears. It's Koji."

"What!" The emperor took a step back and exclaimed: "The Yamaguchi team and the three big families..."

Qin Zhong nodded: "That's right, they are all here, all with one ear, a little bit of punishment."

"Why?" The emperor swallowed hard and spit.

"Just remind you not to embarrass my son anymore."

"Your son is..."

"Yang Feng."

The emperor's eyes widened, and he had heard the name Yang Feng, no wonder it was so difficult to deal with, it turned out to be an evil spirit created by this evil spirit.

"If you remember to eat or not, do you hear clearly? If you repeat it, it won't be as simple as one ear next time."

Qin Zhong left a few bloody human ears, and walked away from the heavily guarded Emperor's Palace. He came and went as freely as his own backyard.

The emperor resisted the urge to shout for the guards, and was able to cut off the long ears of the Yamaguchi group leader and the three major martial arts families in one breath, calling for the guards, but it just added the dead soul.

When it was confirmed that Qin Zhong absolutely left, the Emperor's knees softened and he sat on the ground.

"Great God Hachiki, accept this evildoer!" the emperor pleaded helplessly.