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Chapter 154, When did it become so powerful

Chapter 154, When did it become so powerful
"Mission failed, Fang Fang Temple obeys orders, kill her!"

A hurried male voice sounded, followed by a long whistle.

The biggest characteristic of the killer organization is that no matter how many people die, they must complete the task.

Even if the task is not completed perfectly, if possible, kill the person who was offered a reward.

And that person is Feng Jin.

The dense crowd of men in black rushed towards the direction of the cabin again.

The people Chen Yu brought over and the beggar in tatters also rushed towards Feng Jin at the same time.

Feng Jin faced so many people and faced himself at the same time.

There was no expression on their faces, full of killing intent.

"It's all right!"

Chen Yu stood in front of Feng Jin and pushed Feng Jin into the room.

The sound of swords clashing was dense.

It's not clear where it came from.

Chen Yu's kung fu is very good, but the people in the Hall of Poison Fang and the Valley of the Poison King's desperate fights are really tricky.

In one breath, Chen Yu was stabbed in the abdomen.

"Go help!"

Feng Jin quickly threw the red fox out.

The red fox drew an arc in the air, but it didn't help, but ran back into Fengjin's arms.

"I have to be by Xiaojin's side."

Lying in Fengjin's arms, the red fox did not dare to look directly into Fengjin's eyes. For the first time, he did not obey Fengjin's order.

It knew that Xiao Jin was very scared, and could even feel her beating heart.

When it came, Feng Minsheng said that after finding Xiaojin, no matter what happens, he must stay by Xiaojin's side.

Stay close.

"careful!"

Seeing that a long knife was about to hit Chen Yu's body again, a wooden stick suddenly fell in front of Chen Yu.

All of a sudden, the knife that was about to hit Chen Yu's body flew away.

It was a beggar with a straight back and a chill exuding from his body.

Feng Jin only saw his back, and even though she didn't know martial arts, she could still feel the incomparable aura of this man.

His appearance blocked most of the men in black, plus those hidden guards and other beggars.

The scene was brought under control at once.

"Back off."

The cold voice of the beggar radiating chills sounded, and he was not at all polite to Chen Yu.

Chen Yu glanced at the beggar, and took a step back while clutching his stomach.

Now, only the tall and straight beggar blocked the door of the cabin.

The wailing of the man in black sounded, and the sound of the wooden stick pounding could be heard endlessly.

After a while, a lot of people piled up at the door.

"……withdraw!"

There was a trace of despair in the little boy's immature voice.

Feng Jin heard that it was the boy who knew how to take medicine.

Then, there was the sound of dense footsteps.

The two parties fled in different directions.

Through the figure of the beggar, Feng Jin saw a group of beggars and men in black also scattered to chase those men in black.

The whole small mountain village fell silent all of a sudden.

There are still a lot of blood stains on the ground, and the places with small pits have been filled with red.

Feng Jin was stunned for a moment.

"It's alright, it's alright."

Chen Yu reached out to touch Feng Jin's hair, but found that his hands were covered with blood.

Embarrassed, he wiped his body, barely wiped clean, but only landed on Fengjin's shoulder.

"Who the hell wants my life!"

Feng Jin suddenly uttered a foul word, and his fingers tightened slightly.

Even, until now, she doesn't know who it is, it's okay to spend so much money to buy her life.

When Chen Yu heard Feng Jin's words, his eyes dimmed, and he subconsciously took off the hand on Feng Jin's shoulder.

All this started because of him.

"I haven't eaten for so long, are you hungry?"

The beggar who was guarding the door turned around slowly and looked at Fengjin in the innermost part of the cabin.

"Wang...Tong?"

Feng Jin was stunned.

When did her best friend become so powerful?

Looking at the back, I just feel that this beggar is very powerful, stronger than all those killers.

Back straight, full of hostility.

As if Shura from hell.

He never thought that it was his best friend, the one who looked very wretched.

At this moment, his face was still stained with red blood, and that wretched face no longer looked wretched, with a hint of condensation.

His imposing manner was like a rainbow, even if he was dressed in rags, it did not affect his temperament at all.

I can't see the shadow of my classmates at all.

"Why, you don't know me now? I just changed into a new suit."

"Xiao Jin, you don't recognize me when you put on clothes?"

Wang Tong threw the stick in his hand on the ground, took out a rag from nowhere, and wiped his face casually.

Wipe off all the red blood on his face.

The Shura's face just now put on a smile, and it turned into the wretched and greasy face from before.

But the murderous aura on his body has not completely dissipated, the moonlight shone on him, half hostile, half wretched.

"You, when did you become so powerful?"

What Feng Jin actually wanted to say was, aren't you afraid?

As a modern person, obeying the law is almost engraved in his bones.

To kill is to pay with life.

In this era when death is not required, Fengjin knows that some people deserve to die and do not need sympathy.

But if she killed them herself, Feng Jin thought, she would definitely have a nightmare.

After all, it is not easy to step over that hurdle in my heart.

But at the critical moment, Fengjin believes that he should make up his mind to kill someone.

But by that time, her hands will definitely shake.

Feng Jin looked at Wang Tong's hand subconsciously. At this moment, he still had a smile on his face.

The rag in Wang Tong's hand had turned red, but he was still wiping the blood off his body.

Wang Tong stood guard at the door and killed many people. The blood on his body almost dripped on the ground, soaking his clothes.

No matter how much you wipe it, you can't clean it.

Feng Jin didn't see Wang Tong's hand shaking, but Wang Tong's hand was wiping the blood on his body in vain.

It looks very wretched, very indifferent face, and there is no other expression mixed in.

But Feng Jin knew that in her best friend's heart...

"Actually, I have always been so powerful. You can tell me anything, and you can kill anyone if you want!"

Wang Tong looked at the rags in his hand, and threw them into the distance in lumps.

A look of indifference.

Feng Jin opened his mouth to say something, but a familiar voice came from behind Wang Tong.

"It's so late, why don't you go home for dinner?"

Upon hearing this voice, Feng Jin, who had not cried all this time, instantly filled with tears in her eyes.

Tears did not fall, but the strength built up from the beginning collapsed in an instant.

Feng Minsheng pushed away Wang Tong who was blocking the door without winking, and pinched his waist with both hands.

As before, I didn't have the attitude of waiting for my daughter to come home for dinner after waiting for a long time.

"What are we eating today?"

It took a long time for Fengjin to recover her voice, stretched out her hand and rubbed her eyes vigorously.

"Your favorite sweet and sour fish, two."

Feng Minsheng's voice was a little hoarse, and his body was also stained with a lot of blood.

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