Beauty's personal servant

"Is there still time?" A figure appeared silently in front of him. A green light, like a beating spirit, immediately wrapped around the sniper's throat.

The sniper stared and just felt a chill on his neck. Then his eyes suddenly rotated 360 degrees. Finally, after rolling down a distance on the ground, he saw his body crashing to the ground.

"No!" His bloody head, mouth slightly open, unwilling to send out a trace of miserable howl, looked at his close corpse, widened his eyes, but there was no look.

turn in one's grave!

The situation just now was clearly under his control. But it was just a distraction. Chen Feng was like a midnight ghost, quietly harvesting his life.

Why can't you even stop his sword when you have great strength in the Yuan period?

This is the last method of crazy sniping. With this idea, he died in peace.

"You..." crazy sniper was killed. It was between lightning and flint. Wang Wenjun couldn't react quickly.

Chen Feng fell quietly on the ground and looked coldly at Wang Wenjun, who was particularly surprised. All over his body revealed a strong killing opportunity.

"Now, it's your turn!" Chen Feng's voice seemed to come from Jiuyou hell, which instantly cooled the surrounding temperature.

"Gaga -" Wang Wenjun's face was suddenly full of a smile. It was a crazy smile, an eager smile, a cruel smile!

"Do you think you're going to eat me now?" Wang Wenjun's face was crazy: "unexpectedly, you are also a strong person in the Ningyuan period, or a strong person in the Ningyuan period suitable for melee."

"Even the sniper king, one of the eight kings of the Taizi party, was killed by you!" Wang Wenjun looked at Chen Feng with excitement, as if appreciating and eager.

"However, this crazy sniper is just a waste fighting with foreign objects. If he leaves the gun, he is the bottom garbage among the eight kings!" Wang Wenjun glanced at the crazy sniper's body and said with disdain.

With that, Wang Wenjun gently raised his fists. At the same time, a strong momentum erupted from him. On his two fists, a layer of dark brilliance immediately condensed, and a stench emanated from the black light, unspeakable evil.

"My identity is the poison champion, one of the eight kings of the Taizi party!" Wang Wenjun's momentum has completely changed, becoming gloomy, violent and full of a sense of strength.

"Hehe, I can't imagine that there are so many strong people in Ningyuan period today!"

"But what about that? You are nothing in my eyes! " Chen Feng still smiled easily, as if the person facing him was just an ordinary gangster, not a strong man in the Yuan Dynasty at all.

Chen Feng has never been afraid of anyone in the battle of the same level! The sniper Wang's crazy sniper just now forced Chen Feng into danger with modern guns. But the sniper King lost his gun, and Chen Feng could still kill a second round.

"Arrogance!" Wang Wenjun gave a soft drink. His iron fist was full of fishy wind, and he punched Chen Feng straight in the head.

"Hum!" Chen Feng snorted and let one side of his head pass the punch. Then his right finger suddenly flashed a golden light.

"Chuanshan means -" Chen Feng's voice is very melodious, like singing in the daytime, with lofty spirit.

His fingers are like a meteor in the night, with clear tracks but as fast as lightning.

"Whew -" Chen Feng's finger touched Wang Wenjun and took a bloody flower.

Wang Wenjun covered the wound on his stomach and hurriedly retreated, staring at Chen Feng in disbelief.

"I didn't expect you to be so powerful. I'm not as good as you." Wang Wenjun opened his mouth, changed his face several times, and finally said this sentence.

Just now, there was only one round, but Chen Feng's reaction, strength and speed were far better than him. He immediately understood why Chen Feng put down his rampant words at the beginning.

Chen Feng looked at Wang Wenjun coldly, expressionless: "the woman who wants to move me, you have lost the chance to commit suicide." With that, Chen Feng looked at Xiao Lin who was still tied to the column and saw that she had only the upper body of a pink mask and the body reddened by the rope. His heart inexplicably raised an anger: "now, start enjoying the feast of hell."

While talking, Chen Feng's body moved again.

Like a midnight ghost, Wang Wenjun was in front of a flower.

The next moment, Wang Wenjun suddenly felt a sharp pain in his legs. He couldn't stand any longer and fell softly to the ground.

"Damn, I won't let you insult me!" Wang Wenjun bit his teeth and was filled with resentment. This man, unexpectedly let him have no ability to resist. However, Wang Wenjun was also a cruel man. When his heart moved, Zhenyuan in his body suddenly rioted.

His body blew like a balloon.

"Want to explode?" Chen Feng's face was full of Cruelty: "if you want to play self explosion in front of me, there's no way!" With that, Chen Feng's fingers fiercely placed on Wang Wenjun's hall.

Chen Feng pointed, Wang Wenjun's face suddenly flashed a thick sense of despair and resentment. His blown body was like a discouraged ball and quickly dried down.

"You... You are a devil!" Wang Wenjun roared with a hiss.

However, it was Chen Feng's thunder means to meet him.

For a moment, there was a fierce howl in the whole warehouse.

"Chen Feng, that's enough!" Xiao Lin cried impatiently.

"Hoo -" Chen Feng stopped his movements and glanced at Wang Wenjun, who was still howling miserably.

At the moment, Wang Wenjun's whole body was scattered. His whole body was like a meat ball. He fell soft on the ground and couldn't move.

There was no more complete bone in his body.

"Kill me, kill me!" Wang Wenjun's chin had long been crushed by Chen Feng. At the moment, he spoke vaguely.

Chen Feng quietly looked at Wang Wenjun, who was no longer human, and whispered, "I can't touch Chen Feng's woman!" With that, Chen Feng's right foot slammed down on Wang Wenjun's face.

"Chen Feng, you..." Xiao Lin wanted to say something, but found that she couldn't say anything.

Although she couldn't bear what Chen Feng did, her heart was still warm. Isn't Chen Feng's hegemony and cruelty all based on her?

Chen Feng can ran smiled and loosened the rope tied to Xiao Lin.

"Run!" Suddenly a scream came, and I saw the remaining hot men of Taizi and zidang running towards the gate in panic.

"Hum, want to run?" Chen Feng's eyes flashed and he was about to rush forward.

"No!" Xiao Lin grabbed Chen Feng's clothes and said, "don't kill me!"

Chen Feng looked at Xiao Lin quietly and suddenly smiled. Touching Xiao Lin's face with compassion, she insisted, "I promise you. However, they all looked at your body, but they can't keep these eyes. "

"I'm Chen Feng's woman. No one can move!"

While talking, Chen Feng's figure disappeared. The next moment, a burst of screams burst out in the crowd.

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