Son-in-law From Dark World

"The original black widow, tut Tut, is a hot and gentle place for countless men. It's a pity that now I'll give it to me for nothing. I won't do it, ha ha..."

The two strong men laughed more and more arrogant and crazy.

But the people around, but all look indifferent, as if nothing happened around.

The woman did not change anything. She kept her head down and was still swallowing steamed bread.

"The twelve phase king is dead, injured, Kui Feng is lame, the sword is not even stable, and the little wild cat is not so wild. Ha ha ha ha, a group of waste people died earlier, and even dignity was lost."

The strong man pointed to the group of people. Those names were people he didn't even have the qualification to look up to, but now, these people have become prisoners.

Treasure pavilion has always been the main interests, but also the ancient martial arts circle in the big financial group.

They take back the enemy, squeeze them out of all the available value, and give full play to their commercial value.

"Hello, that new comer, what kind of wild ghost are you? What kind of crimes have you committed? Let's listen to your brilliant deeds and seize the opportunity. Because after today, you may not be able to live. Even if you live, you will not have the capital to show off. After all, the barking of a dead dog can not bring its glory into full play. ”

seeing Qin Feng, Zhuang Han waved to him because he was clean and looked very conspicuous.

"Kill a man!"

Qin Feng laughed and took out a cigarette from his pocket, which had not been ignited. A small woman came up to him, numb face, empty eyes, and reached out his hand. Ghost voice said: "smoke, borrow a fire!"

"Ha ha..."

Qin Feng is not stingy, hand over the cigarette and lighter in the past, the woman lit, deeply inhaled, numb face gradually recovered a trace of color.

"Tell them about it. After today, no one knows that you have been to this world. It's very sad..."

Women seem to be kind reminders, but Qin Feng has never thought so.

He can feel that everyone here is brilliant, but now he is down.

So these people get together, if they shine again, it will be What a terror.

"Kill people, ha ha, the lowest threshold here is worse than killing people. Tell me who you killed?"

As soon as the strong man listened, the color of interest on his face gradually faded.

The fun here is to listen to these legends and tell their glorious stories, but after listening to them, I feel bored. Waiting for the new people to join us, it will start again and again.

However, he was disappointed by the new man he had been looking forward to. If killing someone is a crime, then the people here will be extremely guilty.

In particular, there is a guy named red dog. In three years, he killed thousands of people, and none of them was ordinary people. He was called "bereaved dog" by people in the circle!

That's inhuman, killing people like hell.

"What's your name Meng Red phosphorus? "

Qin Feng carefully aftertaste for a while, deep voice says.

He is not good at telling stories and remembering, but when he says it, he always forgets the key points, even the names of the people he killed.

However, when he finished these words, the strong man's face became dull, his eyes widened, and a look of horror appeared on his face.

"Who who Who did you say you killed

It took a long time for the strong man to react. He began to stutter and ask.

"Meng hongphosphor, I remember correctly. It seems that he is. Listen to your Lin Pavilion master, he seems to be a hall leader?"

Qin Feng crooked his neck, carelessly dug his ears, looked at the sky, time is not early.

The so-called door of life and death has to be opened. I hope that the old man's dim sum would be better to come here earlier.

"Then you're dead. Damn it. Even the head of treasure Pavilion dare to move. OK, you're brave. But I don't admire you. I just hope you can die safely. Don't be too miserable."

The strong man was confirmed again, shook his head and looked at Qin Feng pitifully.

He will not doubt the authenticity of the other party's words. No one will choose to lie and show off when he arrives here. Everyone's deeds are worthy of respect. However, Qin Feng is different. He killed the leader of treasure Pavilion. Although the strong man is very admired, he dare not reveal a trace on the surface.

After eating the leftovers, they were all pulled by a chain, and then walked with heavy steps, like walking to the guillotine, to the center of Norda.

All around is a piece of loess, the ground is still brown, which is left after the blood dried.

There are also spectators around, which are full of people. At the moment of public appearance, there is a cheering voice from the sky.

Qin Feng raised his head and saw many children in it.

Killing, desire, wildness, survival, and desolation filled the air.Then, a helicopter came and landed slowly. The wind and dust hit people's bodies and faces, but they refused to hide, as if every action was a waste of life.

Only Qin Feng is still normal. Looking at the three figures jumping down from the plane, they are wearing black fighting clothes, masks and horsetails. However, we can still see that these three people are men.

"Village school, Shangren, this time it's in trouble."

At this time, Qin Feng behind the captive cattle, full of bitterness and worry.

If compared with other people, captive cattle and monkeys are normal people, at least from their bodies can see the human seven emotions and six desires.

Fear, fear is not a kind of happiness, but for others, has become extravagant hope.

Their hearts are dead, there is no hope, only endless darkness.

Thinking of this, Qin Feng's eyes slightly narrowed, yes, Qin style plan is brewing.

"Mordor God hunting ground, thank you for coming

At this time, Lin Haifeng appeared on the high platform in mid air. He held a microphone and his voice spread all over the place.

There were tens of thousands of people in the audience. At a glance, they were so dense that Qin Feng suddenly thought that if a bomb was dropped, they would be very enjoyable.

Through the story of the prisoner, he also learned that the audience came from the halls, doors and clan forces.

Even four big families, East, south palace, North Sea, west wild.

"This time, there will be three ways to fight the real God of hunting. The first one is the screening competition. The fastest way is to get promoted. Next, we will invite our good friends, the three masters of the village school!"

With Lin Haifeng's words, the three warriors in black walked to the central square with double swords in their hands, facing Qin Feng and others. They could not see their expressions, but they could also see a trace of indifference and hatred in their eyes.