Son-in-law From Dark World

Just see a group of fluffy fall on the ground, leaving a large amount of plasma on the ground, looks very disgusting.

Qin Feng laughs and sneers. He thought it was a head, but he didn't expect it was just a toy.

"Hahaha, you have broken my head. I want to have a head with me."

It's the penetrating sound, which is more realistic than the movie dubbing. If ordinary people hear it, they can make sure to pee.

It's just that Qin Feng seems to feel so mentally retarded. It's just a trick to frighten a child. He puts out his hand on the wall to keep his two trembling legs as straight as possible.

At this time, a white shadow passed by, very fast, it is difficult to catch the trace.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, the black shadow came. From the sky, there was a white shadow directly falling down. A mourning stick with sharp edge directly stabbed Qin Feng's head.

"Cover up!"

Qin Feng scorned a cold hum, big hand a touch into the pocket, quickly grabbed a flying needle to throw to the top of the head, at the same time two throwing knives in the fingertips, swing out, cut to the shadow.

Boo Hoo!

flew the knife as like as two peas. The skin of the shadow was smeared by the neck of the shadow. But a black black object fell on the ground. It was the same as before. The blood was scattered everywhere, looking at nausea, but it was not so real.

The white shadow face door above is pierced by a silver needle, but it is safe. The white mourning stick in the hand has stabbed Qin Feng's back less than one meter.

"Heaven and earth have no limit, heaven and earth borrow the law, give me death!"

Qin Feng pretended to shout a word, a backhand blow out, and the sharp mourning stick hit together, between the sharp knife awn inch broken.

Silver glittering, a big hand with a silver glove directly grasps the white shadow and smashes it against the wall.

Bang

bang!

After two successive impacts, another dark shadow emerged from the white clothes, and several flashes disappeared under the night.

Qin Feng casually threw the dress on the ground, looked at the direction the other party left, curled his mouth and sneered: "grandma, let you scare me!"

But as soon as his voice fell, he saw an old man in gray cloth, dressed a bit like an ancient ascetic, coming up.

"Mr. Dharma, do you know song Jinjian

The old man's voice was thick, straight shaking, eardrum pain, with an iron bar in his hand and a sports bag on his back.

It seems that the dust laden, as if to take a number of unjust Road, came to Longhai City.

"I don't know!"

Qin Feng shook his head. He had never heard of the name,

"but his name is Qin Feng

The old monk raised his head. In the dim light, he showed an old face full of potholes, but with a dignified manner.

"You just called me benefactor and now you call me Qin Feng. What should I call it?"

Of course, Qin Feng knows that the old man is looking for revenge. As for his status as an old monk, why does he appear on the list of people?

Now, do monks start to be killers?

It's really going down in the world. You can change jobs without rules.

"If you don't protect Qin's rules, you will not protect yourself."

With a faint smile, the old monk waved his big hand. When the strong wind fell, a piece of gravel burst out on the ground.

This hand, with a threat, can be regarded as a reminder to Qin Feng!

"Old monk, are you bluffing me, just like that guy who made trouble to death, looking for abuse?"

Qin Feng grinned and said with a cold smile.

"It seems that benefactor Qin is going to fight against me to the end. I will not blame me for my ruthlessness!"

Words fell, the old monk's eyes sharp up, big hands claw, suddenly forward a pull out.

Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa!

It was as if the air was exploding under his paw.

"Diamond dragon grip!"

The old monk let out a blast. His move was fierce and invincible, as if he wanted to break Qin Feng's bones.

"Play this, I love it!"

Qin Feng, learning from each other, also shows a claw, the corners of his mouth hook up, and gently blurt out: "mad dog catches!"

When the two claws met, a spark came out of the friction. The sound of impact made the sound of Jingge cross ring.

"Mad dogs must be mad!"

Qin Feng grinned and turned his hands into claws at the same time. With his rough and fleshy body, he resisted the attack of the other side and directly rushed forward.

He resisted the Dragon grip twice. Qin Feng felt that his intestines were almost caught by the old man. His face was fierce and his hands were hard to grasp.

"Ah

The old monk instinctively stepped back and left ten bloodstains on his face.

The old monk covered his face and screamed bitterly. His fingers moved, implying a burst of momentum, and ran to Qin Feng's chest.

Big diamond finger!Even if Qin Feng doesn't understand the martial arts of these people, he can probably see the killing moves of the old Niu. He stimulates the mysterious Qi in his body, condenses on his fist and smashes it hard.

Click!

The old man's face changed dramatically, and his fingers twisted and cracked, just like the sound of a broken firewood.

Scream, resounding through the night sky again, broke the silence of the night.

The next moment, Qin Feng stepped out, stepping on a kind of incomparable and vigorous step, and crashed on the old monk's body, hit the ground and slid out more than ten meters, and his clothes were smashed by friction.

At this time, Song Zhe, who was hiding in the room smoking a dull cigarette, was full of flesh pain. He felt sad for the new boss next door.

"Ah, you can't do more than you can. You can eat your own fruit. You can live and die. You deserve to die. Fortunately, I'm such a kind-hearted person. I'll collect your corpse, but I'll talk about it tomorrow."

Looking at the posture and the shrill scream, it is obvious that Qin Feng has been tortured. He can't go out at this time. Song Zhe curls his mouth, but he can't bear it.

As he said, his heart was too soft.

Just walked to the door, outside the scream suddenly stopped, only listen to a drag sound, he helplessly shook his head and sighed.

It seems that boss Qin's body should not be dragged away, poor fellow.

After waiting for about half an hour, song Zhela opened the door and went out, only to see the night around him and two bloody things on the ground.

He frowned and went to the shop next door.

Just one step into the room, he was stunned, and his pretty face was full of astonishment and the expression of hell.

I saw an old man in ragged monk's clothes, lying on the table, munching on instant noodles, sweating all over his face, stretching out his thumb wrapped in bandages, constantly lifting it up, but his mouth was constantly bubbling with blood foam.

And Qin Feng, is standing in front of the stove busy, humming the name of the tune, a face of joy will be a plate of husband and wife lung pieces on the table.

"Old monk, it's not easy for you to come all the way. Come on, eat it!"