Son-in-law From Dark World

Five million to buy a month's security, Qin Feng is indifferent, just don't want to let Meiyun suffer a little bit of threat.

"In this way, Lao Dao, tell me who you have offended, and then I will help you solve it all at once. You don't have to take the trouble to hide by my side and give me the reward at one time."

Qin Feng wants to know what kind of characters Lao Dao has offended. If some little shrimps, just call the keyboard man and let the iron hand and Huo Shuai do it, they can solve the problem.

If you can make a lot of money, why not.

"Brother, I know that you are very strong. Qin Feng, the demon God on the test ground, is very strong. Naturally, I have heard of it. The troubles I have encountered are too complicated and I can't tell you for a while. However, in Longhai, although there are many people who want to see Lao Dao's life, you can solve them even if you are there. But when it comes to other groups of guys, hey, I'm afraid you'll make it yourself, and I'm not sure, I can't pit you

The Taoist priest had a little conscience, shook his head and said.

Qin Feng is stunned at the smell of speech. How many people has this old guy offended?

"Well, tell me what kind of person I've offended. I have some plans."

Qin Feng took up the bowl, sipped the soup and asked.

The Taoist priest hesitated for a moment, rubbed his hands, and said in embarrassment: "the top ten guys in the list of killers are chasing me."

Qin Feng hears the speech, the hand trembles for a while, the bowl is almost out of hand.

There are three top killers in the world.

The list of people is the lowest, because they are all professional killers. They are also world-class. They are killing machines, mercenaries and bounty hunters from all over the world. They are good at sniping and assassinating. Many killers have special abilities.

As for Dibang, it is the existence of a group of extraordinary people, soldiers of physical transformation, and the representative symbols of force of various countries, such as Nanyang magic, Oriental ninja, Western European magic, and Oriental metaphysics!

Qin Feng also knows a little bit about tianbang, which is the existence of transcendental power. There are only the top ten on the list. Every character in tianbang is a legend.

On the trial battlefield, Qin Feng met the ghost face judge, who ranked tenth in the sky list, and a very terrible comrade in arms. Yes, they carried out a mission together to search for the lost ancient city in the Antarctic glacier.

"And the village school in the land list!"

The Taoist priest murmured again. The corners of Qin Feng's mouth twitched for a moment. He pretended to be calm. He put down the bowl, lit a cigarette and began to smoke.

Murakami school is a group of guys who are good at using knives. They are not ordinary knives, but evil knives!

In the 11th month, Baidi foundation ranked the top of the list.

"Any more?"

Qin Feng spits out smoke and asks with a smile.

saw Qin Feng smiling, and the old man's embarrassed old face was red, scratching his nose, like a feel shy girl. "The sword of heaven's list is a little misunderstanding with me."

With that, Lao Dao stretched out his hand, and his two fingers showed a small, insignificant meaning.

However, it is not so simple to be mentioned by him.

When hearing the title of Badao, Qin Feng stood up and went to the door. He hooked his finger and said, "Aunt Liu has come to see you."

The Taoist priest ran over to him excitedly at the smell of speech. His job in his hand had not been put down. He stuck out his head and looked around.

Qin Feng flashed to his back and kicked him on his butt. He saw that Lao Dao lost his gravity and leaned forward. Fortunately, Lin min on both legs ran for more than ten steps in succession, but he didn't end up as a dog.

When he looked back indignantly, Qin Feng held the door frame with one hand, and looked at him playfully.

What do you mean, brother Qin

The old Taoist asked in doubt.

"Roll away, how far is it? There is no way to harm Laozi

Qin Feng said without politeness.

This old guy has completely poked the hornet's nest, and I don't know what he has done. All the people on the third list of killers have been offended by him. Isn't it necessary to take a back seat to die?

Qin Feng finally returned to the metropolis to enjoy his happiness. How could he be dragged into the water by the old way because of his small profit.

What kind of character is ba Dao? He is the eighth most cruel man in the heaven list. A big knife is so wonderful that he is not recognized by his relatives. Even the trial judge he once participated in, he was annoyed by one sentence and was cut into a man's stick by a knife.

Yes, in the trial field, the characters who came out of the auditorium, just like the gods list, entered the heaven list.

However, Qin Feng is a special existence. Although he has the title of demon God, he is not included in the list because his strength is strong or weak and cannot be confirmed.

Similarly, he has no interest in tianbang, but the characters in it are all the existence that he does not want to provoke.

"I said, brother Qin, how dare you are smaller than the Taoist priest, I am not afraid of him. You are afraid of a hammer."The Taoist priest curled his mouth and said heartlessly.

Qin Feng's heart Feifei, you are barefoot, not afraid to wear shoes, broken pot, Laozi is like you, there is a family and business, is still preparing to have a child, work, self-motivated.

You are an old whore. What do you compare with Laozi!

He was too lazy to say these words. He closed the door directly and ignored them.

In the afternoon, Qin Feng lies on the sofa and sleeps late. Lao Dao lies at the door with a sad look on his face. Helpless, he has to squat at the door, holding his job and looking at the sky like a beggar.

Originally thought to meet a kind-hearted person, now it seems, in addition to self-help, others can not help.

He was like an abandoned old man, leaning against the gate, tears streaming down, yawning several times in succession, sleepy.

At this time, a BMW stopped at the door, and Lin Yuanyuan came over wearing a short skirt, a navel T-shirt and short boots, full of youthful and beautiful breath.

When she arrived at the door, she frowned and took out a handful of coins from her pocket and dropped them into the bowl.

"Sir, can you go somewhere else, or you will be driven away by the security guard."

Lin Yuanyuan kindly reminded me.

Lao Dao just dozed off when he was suddenly awakened by the crash of coins. As soon as he looked up, he saw a beautiful girl and stood up in a hurry with a serious face.

"Little girl, who do you think beggars are? I know the owner of this house. But when he went in, he locked me out of the door. Ah, this guy just has a bad memory."

Lao Dao's face was not red and he was short of breath. He said naturally.

When Lin Yuanyuan heard this, she couldn't help laughing. Except for Qin Feng, she couldn't think of anyone else.