The Dragon from Hell

After Dong Cheng landed, he did not fall to the ground in a mess, but stood firm in an instant.

But he was still a little frightened: just at that moment, Qin Feng seemed to have a sharp blade in his hand, but in an instant, the murderous aura on his body surged, making him a little terrified.

He even had a feeling that at that moment, even without a weapon, Qin Feng could really kill him!

With Dong Cheng's intervention, Zhan Tingshen finally had a chance... and fell down.

He was beaten up and looked like he had a concussion at least, and fell directly to the ground.

More than a dozen subordinates rushed up, all terrified: "Major General, are you okay!"

"Damn it, I want to avenge the young master!"

"A bumpkin dared to do such a cruel thing to the major general, he is looking for death!"

While speaking, several subordinates stood up.

With the uniform "crackling" sound, Qin Feng was already standing under the encirclement of five or six guns.

At a glance, they were all standard pistols, each with its own serial number.

Even if they killed Qin Feng here, there would be no legal sanctions against them.

Because their existence itself has two purposes, protection and killing.

At this moment, an old but majestic voice sounded: "Killing people in my Lanzhuju, do you think I don't exist?"

The subordinates realized that they had crossed the line, but still looked at Qin Feng with dissatisfaction.

One of the young men who looked like the second in command bowed to Mr. Dong angrily: "Mr. Dong, this kid is really too much. He actually killed the young master so cruelly."

"If we don't take him back to the camp and teach him a lesson, I'm afraid it will be difficult to appease the brothers' resentment!"

"That's right!"

Several other men also stood up, looking at Zhan Tingshen's miserable face, their eyes red.

"Doesn't he know not to hit someone in the face?"

"If he won openly, we wouldn't say anything, but what about slapping him?"

"That's right! There is no rules or tricks, just slapping him like that, I think he is cheating!"

"Yes! He is cheating, but this time it doesn't count!"

Facing the attack from this group of people, Qin Feng was neither anxious nor angry, but just smiled slightly and looked at Mr. Dong: "Mr. Dong, what do you think?"

Mr. Dong took a puff of his pipe and said nothing.

The group thought that he had acquiesced, so they were going to arrest him directly.

At this time, a full-bodied voice came: "Back off!"

The source of the voice was Mr. Dong.

The voice was not loud, and it came from a 70-year-old man.

But the moment he spoke, everyone present was stunned for a moment, including Qin Feng.

People like Chen Chaosheng and Secretary Gao, who had no martial arts skills, shook their bodies and felt a little dizzy.

Qin Feng frowned slightly, a little surprised: "What a strong internal energy!"

But it was only a brief moment, and his expression was restrained again, becoming calm and unpredictable.

At this time, Zhan Tingshen, who almost fainted, finally came back to his senses: "Get down, you guys, don't you think I'm not ashamed enough?"

With his words, the subordinates put away their guns in shame, but did not leave the ring, still staring at Qin Feng covetously.

Standing up shakily, Zhan Tingshen's face was horrible.

Qin Feng looked at his face, but his face was full of regret: "Alas, it's still one move short of chess."

Just one slap, exactly twenty moves, but unfortunately it was interrupted by Dong Cheng.

With a dog head, Zhan Tingshen took the initiative to walk in front of Qin Feng. Although there was still anger and unwillingness in his eyes, he still clasped his fists towards Qin Feng: "I lost."

Not only did he lose, but he lost miserably.

To others, Qin Feng seemed to be slapping without any rules.

Only he, the person involved, knew how he was beaten at that time.

In fact, as Qin Feng said to Chen Chaosheng, if he could kill someone, he would have been killed in seconds.

Because in that situation where it seemed that he was beaten unilaterally, he still put in a lot of effort.

But every slap from Qin Feng was very strange, just enough to completely disperse the energy he had just gathered.

It seemed that every slap was the same, but in fact the strength was different.

Although it was very embarrassing to slap each time, it must be said that he had no power to fight back at all.

"Thank you."

Qin Feng's two words made Zhan Tingshen's face even uglier, although he couldn't see any expression on his face now.

But he still stood up and maintained the dignity of his status.

Even if Qin Feng was better than him, so what?

At most, he could become an excellent warrior.

Nowadays, the world is no longer fought with fists and feet.

It is about money and life.Status is position.

For example, if he and Mr. Dong hadn't spoken just now, Qin Feng would have been a corpse.

With just one sentence, he could command thousands of people.

And what about Qin Feng? He still had to rely on Chen Chaosheng to introduce him.

It can only be said that this is the gap between him and Qin Feng.

Qin Feng is still climbing the peak, and he has already stood on it to enjoy the scenery.

"I, Zhan Tingshen, keep my word and will definitely do what I promised you. Tell me, who do you want to kill?"

"I can see that you are not bad and should have a bright future."

"Although it is still far away from us, after all, your background has determined your upper limit."

"But as long as you work hard, it is not impossible to catch up with me and stand shoulder to shoulder with me in the future."

"Of course, I am talking about me now. When you reach my position, I will no longer be able to catch up with you."

Zhan Tingshen is indeed willing to admit defeat, and his mind is not as narrow as it seems.

Not only did he acknowledge Qin Feng's ability, he even praised him.

If it weren't for someone, maybe they would have a chance to become friends.

Zhan Tingshen believed that he would not despise Qin Feng's background.

But at this moment, Qin Feng looked at him indifferently: "Anyone can do it?"

Hearing him say this, Zhan Tingshen laughed: "Boy, I know who you want to talk about. Isn't it the Zhu family who wants to trouble you?"

"Let's put it this way. Killing people can't solve your problem."

"But if you want to save your life, you only need one word from me."

"Just say you are my little brother, and the Zhu family dare not touch you, let alone hand you over to the little devils of Yang Country."

Zhan Tingshen stood with his hands behind his back, looking quite heroic like a young man in bright clothes and riding a horse.

But his aura, coupled with his pig face at this time, was really a bit abrupt.

Qin Feng looked at him deeply. This man seemed quite smart just now, why was he beaten stupid now?

He said the same thing: "So, anyone can do it?"

Zhan Ting laughed: "Just speak up, as long as they have a grudge against you."

"Well, very good." Qin Feng said lightly: "Then you can commit suicide."