The Dragon from Hell

Han Wangling took a sip of wine and pointed at Qin Feng with his finger holding the wine glass: "You disturbed my interest, the consequences are serious."

He pointed at the girl on the sofa.

On the sofa, Wei Jiaxin's sister was disheveled, her face flushed, and her eyes blurred. It was obvious that she was drugged.

But she was obviously only a 15 or 16-year-old girl. Not only was she virgin, but she was also well protected by the Wei family. I'm afraid she didn't even understand the relationship between men and women.

But she just fell on the sofa in a daze, letting the men and women next to her watch her ugly appearance with sarcasm.

Seeing his sister like this, Wei Jiaxin almost lost control: "Yue'er! Han Wangling, you beast!"

Han Wangling didn't take his anger seriously at all. Instead, he shrugged and laughed contemptuously: "Can I blame you? You should blame me."

"It's your fault. You were blind and recognized the wrong master."

"Otherwise, how could your Wei family fall to this point?"

"So, it was your stupidity that harmed your sister."

Wei Jiaxin's eyes were red, but he was not provoked by Han Wangling at all.

"You are talking nonsense! Don't you understand the principle of not bringing disaster to your family? The world is the world, and you can do whatever you want to do to me, why do you want to attack a child!"

"Haha, not bringing disaster to your family?"

Han Wangling shook the wine glass and pointed his finger at him: "Only a fool like you would believe such words, and I only believe that a man without poison is not a man!"

Wei Jiaxin was angry and wanted to say something, but was stopped by Qin Feng.

Qin Feng glanced at the girl on the sofa expressionlessly. After confirming that she was fine, he turned to look at Han Wangling: "You should be glad that you haven't done anything yet, otherwise you will die miserably, and you may not even leave a complete body."

"Haha! I won't leave a complete body?"

Han Wangling was not afraid, but walked forward with a wine glass and stood opposite Qin Feng: "I have seen people who don't know what's good for them, but I have never seen someone as ignorant as you."

"No, I'm just here to help you." Qin Feng said lightly.

"Hehe..."

Han Wangling sneered, turned around suddenly, and smashed the wine glass in his hand at the girl on the sofa.

—— Bang!

With a crisp sound, the glass exploded directly on the girl's head, but the girl didn't even have the strength to scream, and could only let the blood flow all over her face.

"I'm touching her now, come and try, how can you kill me?"

Looking at Han Wangling's provocative look, Wei Jiaxin was so angry that he trembled, but without Qin Feng's order, he didn't dare to move, and he didn't have the strength to do so.

Qin Feng turned his head expressionlessly and said to him: "Do you have Han Nanxing's phone number? Tell him that there is no need to prepare a coffin for Han Wangling, just prepare an urn, because he will not have a complete body."

"Haha, come on, if you have the guts, come and kill me, why are you pretending to brag?"

Han Wangling didn't care about his words at all, walked to the girl, grabbed her hair and slapped her twice, looked at Qin Feng provocatively and said: "Why, don't you want to kill me? Come and touch me?"

Many people at the scene laughed, and some even started to make trouble.

"You dare to provoke me, and you took the position that originally belonged to me. I don't mind letting you suffer a little more before you die."

"Don't worry, I won't kill you today, after all, you have to fight tomorrow."

Han Wangling stared at Qin Feng in a gloomy way: "How about this, you don't want me to touch this little girl, I will bring your woman here later and let her serve me well."

"You kneel down and watch. If she serves me well, I will only cut off your two hands, so that you can still stand to duel tomorrow, how about it?"

After the voice fell, the whole audience laughed.

Dozens of men and women all looked at Qin Feng with mockery, thinking that he was really too ungrateful.

It's just the empty title of Dragon Lord. People in Chuanzhong recognize him, but Nanling has long recognized only the Han family. He still dares to make trouble.

He came here arrogantly to save the beauty, but in the end he had to kneel down and offer his woman to beg for a way out.

Is it worthy of such a Dragon Lord? Is it aggrieved? Is it a coward? Is it a waste?

At this time, Qin Feng stepped forward with his hands behind his back: "The message has been sent, you can come and die."

"How dare you! Who allowed you to talk to me like this?"

Han Wangling's face suddenly darkened, and he gave an order: "Why are you still standing there? Go, take this waste down for me!"

In the room, more than a dozen strong young men immediately roared forward.

But they were not vulnerable in front of Qin Feng. Qin Feng did not even use his hands. Within a dozen seconds, more than a dozen young men were kicked away.

Obviously a person, but he was kicked away like a ball, fell to the ground and could not even scream, spit out a mouthful of blood and died.Qin Feng's own strength is strong enough, and he has made great progress after his promotion.

This kick can completely shatter the internal organs of these people and make them die in pain.

"Haha, a last gasp, a dying struggle?"

Han Wangling didn't care and smiled: "Old Ye, teach this waste a lesson. Remember, just leave him half alive."

As soon as the voice fell, an old man in tight clothes rushed out from the corner.

He was very fast. Although he was indoors, he seemed to be coming through the wind.

When his fist was clenched, it made a crisp "crackling" sound and hit Qin Feng's face directly.

Ten percent strength!

He knew Qin Feng's identity very well. If he couldn't take him down, and really let him sit firmly on the position of Dragon Lord, not only would he die, but even the Han family would be finished.

The killing intent was flying, and the old man's momentum rose sharply, which made many people present shudder.

The women present retreated one after another, standing behind and looking at Qin Feng with contempt.

With this punch, Qin Feng would be crippled if not dead.

"That's it?"

Who would have thought that Qin Feng did not dodge or evade, and even did not bother to raise his eyelids. With a light snort, he actually used his fist to meet the old man's punch.

——Boom!

In the eyes of the crowd, the fists of the two collided with each other, and a dull sound exploded.

Qin Feng's strength gathered together and suddenly poured out.

He was still standing there unmoved, but the old man's expression began to twist constantly, and his clothes began to explode. Then, the old man's bones were heard to explode and shatter like firecrackers.

"Ah!"

The old man screamed, and the whole person flew out uncontrollably, knocking down more than a dozen people and falling to the ground.

He was pale and sweating profusely, gasping for breath, and looked down. From his arm, a series of hideous bloodstains spread towards his abdomen and extended to his dantian.

The hand he had used to fight Qin Feng now fell limply, with all the bones inside broken.

Then look at the strength flowing through his body—he was beaten to pieces!