Son-in-law From Dark World

The beautiful woman came to Qin Feng and said with a smile, "Hello, sir. Can you tell me your name?"

"Qin Feng, Qin Shihuang's Qin, maple leaf's maple!"

With that, Qin Feng offered his hands and asked for a hug. Wang Feifei was stunned. After reacting, he gave a faint smile. He hugged Qin Feng in some embarrassment.

"It's delicious."

Qin Feng sniffed the air and said it sincerely.

Wang Feifei smiles, not angry, but with a smile of appreciation.

"Mr. Qin, I don't know what is the relationship between you and Fang Keke. Do you want to cooperate? I have a heartless request. Can you help me compose a song? Don't worry. If you have signed a contract with sister coco, I won't embarrass you."

Qin Feng knew the other party's intention. He valued his talent for performance.

Sorry, let's take advantage of it. He doesn't want to do anything to lose.

Today, the exception to the salted fish code has been broken. In that sentence, he came back to the metropolis to provide for the aged.

"No, although I have no contract with her, I don't like music, but if you like my sister, I can compose a song for you when I'm free."

Finally, Qin Feng finally did not escape the charm of the other side, unable to say no.

"Really, thank you very much. Let's add a contact information. If you have a chance, I'll invite you to dinner and talk about the remuneration. As long as you put forward the conditions, I will try my best to satisfy you."

With that, she made a color to the agent beside her.

After Qin Feng added the other party's wechat and phone number, Wang Feifei said hello to him and left.

On the other side, Fang Keke also finished his speech. With a happy face, he went to Qin Feng and stood on tiptoe in front of Qin Feng and gave him a kiss on his mouth.

Then, she took out the microphone and said, "today, what I want to thank most is my best partner, Qin Feng!"

After saying that, Fang coco took Qin Feng's arm and came to the front.

Immediately below the boiling up, the fluorescent bar quickly dancing, there are a group of girls crazy shouting.

"Maple God!"

"Fengshen, I love you!"

"My maple God, the overlord of musical instruments!"

Only then did Qin Feng know that when Fang Keke interacted with his fans, many fans would like to know Qin Feng.

The man who did not speak from the beginning to the end, controlled four musical instruments by one person, just like the man who only existed in myth.

Qin Feng did not know that the audience of more than 40000 fans, already more than half of the people, have begun to pay attention to him.

The rest of them did not express it, but thought that as long as they paid attention to Fang coco, they would have a chance to reproduce the miraculous style of performance.

"Maple miracle!"

I don't know who called out and was immediately recognized by the public. The name of their combination has been born on the spot.

Even Fang Keke likes the name of this group very much, even though she knows that the performance with Qin Feng is only once in her life.

Thinking of this, her heart is infinite reluctant to give up, looking at Qin Feng's eyes full of other flavor, this man, it seems that really can't be so easy to let go,

I don't know if he has a boyfriend. Thinking of this, Fang Keke suddenly wakes up, what's the matter with him!

How do you start to think about this mess?

At the end of the concert, all the people had more than enough to say. They only found that they could not imitate the whole tune in the simplest way.

Maple God is worthy of being a god like man, many people more agree with the authenticity of this title.

To the concert door, Qin Feng saw Lin feiran, she quietly walked past, watching Lin feiran happy smile, and Fang cocoa gently embrace, seems to be saying something.

At present, there is no matter of his own, Qin Feng turns to leave, and the provincial Party coco invites him to set up the miracle of maple, but he doesn't know how to refuse.

After leaving the venue, Qin Feng came to the bottom of the steps and looked at the night sky. The rain dropped and a bloody smell fell into his nose.

He laughed, lit a cigarette, and watched two dark shadows emerge from more than one hundred stairs.

After walking down gently, the two guys opened their hats and revealed two foreigners' faces, blonde hair and blue eyes, one male and one female.

"Your name is Qin Feng, aren't you?"

The woman's Chinese language is very fluent, but also with some local flavor of hometown, listening to some funny.

"Yes, you two are moon worshippers, aren't you?"

Qin Feng simply sat on the stairs, looking at the men and women's faces appeared ferocious blood color, blue veins under their skin.

After he saw it, he didn't have any surprise. He transformed people. A group of poor people who had been injected with the virus and had a mutation in their bodies, claimed to be gods one day.

In fact, these idiots, even if they didn't die in the battle, would not live for three years at most, because the virus has completely changed the structure of their bodies, burning their bloodSo they need blood to sustain their lives, just like vampires.

The moon worship foundation is a group of scum gathering places from all over the world. They have no humanity and regard human life as grass root.

Only they will be insane to do experiments with human bodies, and brainwash these guys to become dogs under the door, pointing out who bites whom!

"Humble yellow people, destroy our stronghold, secret research room, do you know your sin? When you see our God elect, you don't kneel down to repent!"

The blonde man grinned, showing two sharp teeth. He lowered his head and raised his arms. He was like a wolf with fierce nature and yelled at Qin Feng.

"You haven't brushed your teeth for a few days. You can't stink. Besides, I have to correct you. The yellow people are the most valuable lineage between ancient and modern times. The first emperor's blood was the town of Kyushu. He transformed the dragon's soul and suppressed the Chinese automobile transportation. So far, you said that the yellow people were the most humble. Which father told you in your ear?"

Qin Feng is still sitting on the stairs, as if nothing happened. In the face of two reformers, he really can't raise the interest of starting.

It seems that in the future, we still need to raise a little brother or something. This kind of stinky fish and rotten shrimp will be solved by my younger brother.

"Well, with sharp teeth and sharp lips, Alice, let me taste his dirty blood first, and I'll give you his flesh and bone marrow!"

After that, the blond man jumped up and rushed to Qin Feng. His face was full of grim smile, and he kept licking his lips. His eyes were full of greed and bloodthirsty.

Qin Feng flicks his finger, and his cigarette ends fall into the opponent's mouth precisely and incomparably. The next second, he blows out with a blow, convoluting the vigorous wind and suddenly hitting the other side's face.