The Dragon from Hell

"What!"

The woman's pupils suddenly dilated, and she wanted to fight back, but Qin Feng grabbed her jaw and directly removed her chin.

Then another knife fell on her other elbow, breaking both of her hand bones.

Another kick on the knee, and the woman fell to the ground, even without the ability to commit suicide.

After doing all this, Qin Feng threw her to the ground like throwing garbage, and patted the non-existent dust on his hands: "Your life is mine now. Don't worry, wait for you to tell me the information I want, and I will personally send you off."

Whether it was Yang Ziheng or this woman, he didn't intend to leave them alive.

Not to mention impersonation, just the fact that they humiliated Zeng Lao was enough to sentence them to death.

The huge pain made the woman's beautiful skin twisted instantly, but the eyes staring at Qin Feng were full of bloodshot and unwillingness.

She seemed to be unable to understand why she lost to Qin Feng.

She was also telling Qin Feng with her eyes that she would not say anything.

Qin Feng did not care about her eyes, and walked to the sofa and sat down calmly: "You can choose not to say anything about the interrogation of the Zeng family, but you'd better pray that I don't come to interrogate you in person. Maybe you don't know where I came from, but what I can tell you is that where I came from, there are many monsters who are more evil and tough than you. But there, they are always as obedient as domestic dogs. Because in that place, there are 10,000 ways to make people obey. If you can be tough in the hands of others, I can slowly let you experience these 10,000 ways."

He said this calmly, but it caused an uproar in the hearts of others.

Where did he come from?

Qin Feng did not explain, but waved to Mr. Bo: "Mr. Bo, thank you for your trouble."

Obviously he could give orders directly, but he was still quite polite to the elder.

This moved Old Bo, who had already been saved by him, even more. He immediately bowed and said, "Don't worry, Lord Dragon. I will give you a satisfactory answer."

The woman was taken away, but Yang Ziheng was already dead.

How to deal with his body was also a problem.

After asking someone to take Yang Ziheng's body away, Zeng Hanjiang and Lin Huaiqiu sat down at Qin Feng's signal.

Zeng Keyi was also frightened, and Old Zeng asked someone to take her away to rest.

"Lord Dragon, I was confused. Before you came, I had already brought Yang Ziheng to meet several disciples in Chuanzhong, and even recruited the Hong family to join Panlong Hall. Now that he is dead, you see those people..."

When Lin Huaiqiu opened his mouth, his face was full of shame and worry.

If it weren't for him, there would be no farce today.

Qin Feng waved his hand, and his other hand rhythmically tapped the armrest of the sofa: "Don't rush to leak the news of Yang Ziheng's death. I believe you can see that he is just a chess piece. Before that woman reveals the mastermind behind it, it is best not to leak the news that Yang Ziheng was exposed."

Zeng Lao fell into thought after hearing this, nodded and said: "Yes, Dragon Lord is right. Since those people dared to push Yang Ziheng out to impersonate, I am afraid that the layout behind it is not small. Revealing your identity now will not only put you in danger, but also alert the enemy."

"Well, the best way now is to pry open the woman's mouth first. If we can't get the information we want from her, we can only lure the snake out of the hole."

Although Yang Ziheng is just a chess piece, since he was pushed out as the "Dragon Lord" and Lin Huaiqiu also showed his face, he has now become an indispensable part of the other party's plan.

If he disappears now, the other party will definitely try their best to contact him.

By then, the other party's identity will naturally be revealed.

After hearing Qin Feng's arrangement, the two of them agreed with it and immediately went down to arrange to block the news.

However, Qin Feng still told them that the fewer people knew about his identity now, the better.

Then, as if he remembered something, Zeng Lao excitedly handed the safe that he had just taken down to Qin Feng.

"Dragon Lord, these are the things left by the old Dragon Lord. He said that these things should be handed over in person when his successor appears one day. Now, it's time to return them to their original owner!"

After saying that, Zeng Hanjiang opened the safe.

At first glance, there was nothing special inside, only a dozen documents and several bank cards.

One of them was a black card that was accepted worldwide.

Needless to say, the old man himself didn't know how much money was in those cards, and Qin Feng didn't bother to ask.

Zeng Hanjiang didn't seem to care about those cards, but focused on introducing those documents.

"Although Panlong Temple's disciples are all over the world, their wealth is already countless., even the property under our names, as long as the Dragon Lord says a word, we can all offer it with both hands. But the documents in these documents are all private property invested in the name of Panlong Palace. "

Zeng Hanjiang took out one of the stacks and placed it in front of Qin Feng. Just flipping through it casually, he could find several well-known domestic and overseas companies. He didn't expect that the old man had shares in all of them.

What surprised Qin Feng the most was seeing the name "Baoxin" in this pile of documents.

In Dragon Country, Baoxin has long been a leader in the business world.

It has never been on any rich list, but its position in the industry has never been shaken.

And the remaining documents are all the companies that the old man has made himself. Company.

All these together are definitely an asset that can make Qin Feng a member of the world's richest list overnight.

No wonder Yang Ziheng was so anxious to ask Zeng Hanjiang to take them out, even at the cost of exposing his true nature.

However, Qin Feng was not interested in these, he just glanced at them casually and passed them by.

But Zeng Hanjiang seemed to think that it was not enough, and asked someone to bring up a few more documents: "To be honest, after the old Dragon Lord left, I prepared for a rainy day and invested in several companies in the name of Panlong Hall, in Sichuan. Since you, the Dragon Lord, have returned, these are my little gifts..."

He was about to hand them to Qin Feng, but his hand was held down.

"Mr. Zeng, your intentions are known to me and to my master. These things are all your hard work, and you also have children and grandchildren, so you must always think about them. These left by my master are enough, and you can keep the rest for yourself. "

Facing this old man, Qin Feng had indescribable kindness.

Unfortunately, Zeng Hanjiang was very persistent. In the end, after much persuasion from both sides, Qin Feng still accepted a seemingly smallest entertainment company.

Lin Huaiqiu also wanted to express his opinion, but was directly rejected by Qin Feng.

He became the Dragon Lord to avenge his master and restore the country, not to make money.

After chatting with the two for a while, it was dark.

Qin Feng should not stay here for long, so he got up and left.

In the end, it was still Lin Huaiqiu who drove him off.

After returning to the Zhao family, before entering the door, the chirping voice of a girl sounded behind him: "Oh my God, the car that just went out was so beautiful, what brand is it!"