Sister, you miss me

"It doesn't matter if you don't like it, I just want people to be disinterested. I will never let you get her!" Jiang Haichao said.

"I never thought of getting her, but people like you don't deserve to own her." Yang Feng sneered.

"So what, she is already my fiancee." Jiang Haichao was full of sense of accomplishment when he mentioned this.

"Before you get her, I will let her see your true face." Yang Feng said solemnly, as if he was swearing.

"Do you think you still have this chance?" Jiang Haichao showed a sneer of contempt.

"Why, do you want to keep me?" Yang Feng's eyes widened and his face was confused.

"Yes, tonight, you must die!" Jiang Haichao gritted his teeth and yelled frantically. He didn't know why he hated Yang Feng so deeply?

"Then what are you waiting for!" Yang Feng sounded like thunder.

"Go, let's go together, he is a human being, he is a body of flesh and blood."

Before Jiang Haichao's words fell, Yang Feng actually took the lead, and he rushed into the enemy.

Under the collision, more than a dozen people flew out at the same time, people in the air, vomiting blood.

The remaining black T-shirts stepped back one after another, with amazement on their faces. Many people looked at Jiang Haichao with gloomy eyes: deceiving, where is this flesh and blood, where is the power that humanity should have!

Yang Feng stood in the middle of the crowd, within three meters, as if he had become a Jedi.

The enemy consciously stayed away from this piece of Jedi, recalling the inhuman power that Yang Feng had just given out, one by one, there was lingering fear.

"Come on, those who fall back die!"

A cold, shrill voice sounded behind everyone, and everyone turned their heads, only to see that the poisonous snake cut a retreat's throat blankly.

The sad guy covered his neck with his hands, but still couldn't stop the hot blood from the fan. He couldn't even utter any meaningful syllables, only the sound of "gulugulu" as if bubbling.

"Fight!" a guy yelled, rushing towards Yang Feng fiercely.

"The first one is dead!"

In the loud shout, Yang Feng's figure flashed, and a straight fist hit the opponent's mouth.

As a result, the man charged up vertically, flew back sideways, without saying a word, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

As a result, Jiang Haichao's subordinates became helpless, and after a brief weighing of the pros and cons, they rushed towards Yang Feng frantically.

They thought very clearly. If they turn around and are killed by a poisonous snake, then there is really nothing left, and they gather to attack Yang Feng. Even if they die, they can get a generous pension, in case the dog is gone. There was blue smoke from Shi Yun's ancestor's grave, and Yang Feng accidentally turned over Yang Feng, and there was no need to worry for the rest of his life.

Even at this time, the fluke still lingers in everyone's hearts and never goes away.

More than sixty brawny men in black T-shirts, carrying spears and dancing sticks, are fierce and evil, with bloodthirsty in their eyes frantically, like a huge black wave, engulfing Yang Feng.

Seeing Yang Feng suddenly disappear, Nie Qing's eyes widened, and his hands subconsciously grasped the barrel of the sniper rifle.

The next moment, his figure reappeared on the phone screen.

Repeating this several times, the momentum of the "giant wave" is getting smaller and smaller, and Yang Feng, like a rock still in the raging sea, can be covered up when the tide comes, and when the tide recedes, it will reveal itself.

Finally, after nine or ten shocks, all the black T-shirts fell down.

At this point, Nie Qing exhaled a foul breath, and when he looked down, the barrel of the gun was twisted, cold sweat dripped from the girl's forehead, but a smile that made the sky, the stars and the moon appear pale.

There are people around Yang Feng, criss-crossing.

Some of the dead and alive are basically in a coma at this time and are silent.

Beating people is a technical job, not to mention beating a hundred one at a time, it is definitely a test of will and physical strength.

If you compare these thugs to dwarves, then Yang Feng is a giant of Titan.

In the face of them, Yang Feng has enough advantage and strength, but even a group of ants will leave a bit of trauma on the giant.

At this moment, Yang Feng's body was completely covered with blood, but most of the blood was from the enemy.

"Jiang Haichao, can you play the sheng song?" Yang Feng said with an uneven breath, panting.

"Are you threatening me or begging me?" Jiang Haichao asked with a sneer.

"Experience it myself."

"There are two times, no wonder you dare to go to the meeting alone."

The poisonous snake was picking his nails intently, blowing on it from time to time, and said in a strange manner: "Kung fu is very complicated, it can be persisted until now, it is also an anomaly. However, it should be the end of the crossbow!"

Yang Feng said coldly: "Viper, you have a good vision, you are right, I am indeed at the end of the crossbow."

After a pause, Yang Feng's thumb and forefinger were close together, leaving a small gap, "I just saved such a little strength, just enough to kill you."

The poisonous snake's face paled again, "When death is near, I still take advantage of my tongue, let me send you on the road."

In the voice, the poisonous snake rushed up, and when he shot, it was a big killer move with seven blades.

"Kill my brother and steal my woman, you must die!"

Yang Feng hedged over, and he fought with the poisonous snake with his bare hands.

The Viper deserves to be a melee master. As soon as he fought, Yang Feng was at a disadvantage. He was a little flustered and tired of coping.

As a result, the sharp razor blades left thin and deep cuts everywhere on his body.

Fortunately, they were all skin traumas, and they didn't hurt the vitals.

However, Nie Qing was also very frightened. He stepped down from this commanding height and ran towards the clubhouse.

"Yang Feng, don't hide! As expected, you are a veritable mourning dog."

The Viper had the upper hand, and from time to time he used words to irritate Yang Feng, so as to keep him busy-make a mistake and give himself a chance to kill.

Yang Feng fully defended, and soon became bloody, this time, but the blood of the deity was completely replaced.

"Viper, stop talking nonsense, kill him for me!"

"Yes, master."

The seven blades in the hands of the poisonous snake were quickly stained with Yang Feng's blood one by one, and Yang Feng was frequently attacked, but the poisonous snake did not notice that the depth of the blade cut was too shallow.

However, the blades of the venomous snakes on the main organs of Yang Feng's main parts are often not effective.

The poisonous snake didn't notice it, so he was very proud to see Yang Feng who was stained with blood.

"Yang Feng, you are nothing more than that. You will be caught with your hands. I promise to keep your whole body."

"Viper, are you done?"

"how?"

"I have a brother who also plays knives. I don't know who is better. You can compare it when you have time."

"My own chrysanthemum-flowers are soaking blood, and I care about other people's hemorrhoids. I'll talk about it when you live tonight."

"Viper, is that enough?"

"what?"

"If there are any other tricks, you might as well use them all, otherwise there will be no chance."

"what did you say?"

"I said, I want to avenge Tiesuo, Hengjiang, and more than two hundred brothers. I killed you for them. Any last words?"

"Foolish people say dreams, why are you!"

The poisonous snake also provokes hair, speeds up the attack, and the six blades in both hands greet Yang Feng's neck.

People with a little common sense know that there are arteries on the side of the neck, and the central nerves are hidden behind the cervical spine. These places are extremely important but extremely fragile.

The poisonous snake is a high-level killer who pursues the art of killing. He has a hobby. He likes to cut the blood vessels of the enemy, watching the enemy wailing in pain and shed the last drop of blood.

Suddenly, the viper's eyes condensed, and he saw something extremely incredible.

Yang Feng's pair of fleshy palms actually covered his hand where the blades were placed, and it seemed that the blades could not reach him.

The poisonous snake completely forgot the environment it was in, but looked at Yang Feng incredulously, trying to figure out what the hell was Yang Feng?

"Only this, is that enough?"

"let me go!"

The blade in his hand cuts into his skin, and the viper is shocked, and he can't escape.

Jiang Haichao finally saw that something was wrong with the poisonous snake. He thought that Yang Feng was just lingering, so he only needed the snake to breathe and blow it off.However, the fact is that the viper has reached the point where it is dying.

Jiang Haichao chose to escape. Strictly speaking, he was just looking for a shield.

The name of the poisonous snake was well-deserved. Seeing that his hands were controlled by Yang Feng, suddenly the blade in his mouth shot out like a poisonous snake.

Yang Feng saw the opportunity quickly, still marking a blood mark on his face.

"Dare to hurt my face, I don't know I rely on my face to eat, huh?"

Yang Feng yelled coldly, twisted his arms hard, squabbling, the viper screamed, and both arms drooped down.

"You said, how should I send you on the road?"

"No, no..."

Before he finished his words, a heavy fist hit his side face, and the viper felt his head bang, temporarily lost consciousness, and half-mouth was completely reimbursed.

Yang Feng didn't wait for him to reply anymore, his fist rained down on his head and face.

Soon, the poisonous snake turned into a pig's head, wobbly and begged for mercy.

"Wonder! Can Tie Suo beg for mercy, Hengjiang beg for mercy, and those two hundred brothers beg for mercy!"

Yang Feng punched every time he said a word. He didn't expect the poisonous snake to answer, and because of Jiang Haichao's departure, he felt that time was pressed.The voice fell, an inch of fist struck the viper's apple.

Then, without a second glance, he chased in the direction where the river tide disappeared in the memory.

The poisonous snake was like a chicken with its neck cut and bloodletted, and it twitched on the ground for three seconds without moving.

...

Sheng Ge didn't understand why Jiang Haichao suddenly returned to the office, and she appeared panicked. She vaguely knew Jiang Haichao's identity and background. There are times when such people are still afraid?

The first thing Jiang Haichao did when he rushed into the office was to open the safe hidden on the wall, take out a Magnum pistol, and skillfully inspect the magazine, then came to the side of Shengge and pressed it against her temple.

Jiang Haichao showed no mercy to Yu Yu. Shengge was poked, but he gritted his teeth and endured without screaming. Jiang Haichao wanted to torture her. The more painful she was, he would be happy.

However, his hands were visibly shaking.

Jiang Haichao was really scared and regretted it. He didn't know enough about Yang Feng. How could he think of the perverted fighting power. He had a hundred thugs and a poisonous snake. He thought he could easily cook Yang Feng, but he didn't think so, but was Yang Feng. Cooked.

I blame myself for pursuing the thrill of killing. I knew it a long time ago. I used a big killer that could kill an elephant. It's a pity. If God gave him another chance, Jiang Haichao would never hesitate to hire an employer. Troops.

The sound of "Boom Boom" was endless, like someone kicking the door with their feet, and Jiang Haichao's hands became harder, and the tremor intensified.

"Is it Yang Feng?" Shengge thought.