The Strongest Son-in-law: God-level Choice

For Du Qun these days, it can be said to be like a nightmare.

He was about to flee, but was beaten with a sap when he picked up his passport.

When he woke up, he realized that the old man had caught him. He asked why, but no one answered him.

He was put on a blindfold, tied up, stuffed into the car, bumped and bumped in many places, and finally arrived here after two days of tossing.

He judged that he was brought to Gimhae by the name of the office building outside the window and the advertisement on the bus on the road.

Extreme fear and despair followed.

Gimhae is the Ma family's territory!

He also doesn't know what happened to Ji Feng and Lao Dao, but he can imagine that whether it falls into Ji Feng's hands or whoever's hands, he can't live, not only can't live, but he may not be as good as living. death, drag on the family.

At noon today, he even thought about death.

Anyway, if he was going to die, if he died early, the Ma family would not consider him a traitor and would not hurt his family.

He made up his mind and almost succeeded, but he still failed and was tied up.

He fell into despair again.

Until the appearance of Ji Feng.

A lifeline is here!

"Let me go, or I'll kill him!" Du Qun shouted to Ji Feng, who had a calm face, the dagger in his hand hooked back, and he took a step back.

The thin man was kidnapped by him, and there were blood marks on his neck.

His skills are very good, but now that the knife is in Du Qun's hands, he doesn't dare to move at all.

Du Qun's skills are stronger than him. Although Du Qun is over forty years old, his skills are not as good as when he was young, but he is still extremely strong!

Even Lao Dao called him "Brother Du", not only because he was from the Ma family, but also because he was a man! He was especially good at fighting.

Compared with his skills, when he is empty-handed, the old knife can fight him five to five times!

In terms of marksmanship, Du Qun is even stronger!

But if you have a knife, the cold weapon Du Qun can't beat the old knife.

"what are you doing?"

"Grass mud horse."

The door was open, and the other two people in the living room noticed the situation in the bedroom and heard Du Qun's cry.

While they came over and cursed, one pulled out a short knife, and the other, a white man with glasses, took out a gun directly from his arms and aimed it at Du Qun.

"Let me go!" Du Qun ignored them at all, still shouting at Ji Feng, very excited, with blue veins on his forehead.

Du Qun knew very well that these three henchmen of Lao Dao had guns.

I also know that these three are desperadoes, and they all carry their lives on their backs. If they fight alone, no one is his opponent.

But with the three of them, it is very easy to win him or kill him.

This is the reason why Du Qun didn't dare to mess around in the past few days. He knew that he had no chance, and it was useless to hold one hostage. The other two dared to take the risk and shoot him directly.

They are all daredevils.

But when Ji Feng came, it was different.

Ji Feng is someone who can call the shots.

It is useless for the desperados to hold this trick, but it is useful for the principal. The difference is that if the former makes a person run away and cannot explain to the principal, he cannot be the master and let him go. The latter is the boss, he can. call the shots.

So Du Qun held the thin man hostage, only yelling at Ji Feng, threatening Ji Feng to let him go, but ignoring the other two.

only chance.

There is no way.

He wanted to see if Ji Feng would helplessly watch the person who killed him, which would chill the hearts of the rest of his subordinates.

"Why?" Ji Feng was calm and smiled at Du Qun.

While speaking, he also raised his hand to signal the side to put the gun down.

"Let me go, I won't hurt him, you and the Ma family have nothing to do with me in the future, let me go!" Du Qun was really getting more and more excited, he couldn't hold back his emotions and held it back for several days.

If Du Qun had met Ji Feng when he was first arrested, he would never be in this emotional state.

He has been thinking too much in the past few days. The more he thinks, the more afraid he becomes, and the more he thinks, the more desperate he becomes. His thoughts have gone through those twists and turns, and he has reached the mental state where he feels he has already figured it out, and he can run away. Run, if you can't run, you die, you can't go back.

"A lot of things, it doesn't matter if you say it's okay." Ji Feng smiled and looked at Du Qun with a light tone: "For example, the dirty things you have done for the Ma family over the years, as long as it spreads out, you are far away in California, USA. women and children could die in a fire, or a robbery, don't you think?"

Du Qun's expression changed.

"I heard that the scenery in Santa Clara is very good, you haven't seen it for two years, right?" Ji Feng said again, after finishing - laughing.

Du Qun's face changed dramatically.

Ji Feng's two simple sentences revealed a lot of information.

Santa Clara is a place name and a county under the jurisdiction of California, USA. It is a well-known city and is part of Silicon Valley. Many international giant companies are headquartered there. In terms of population structure, there are more than 35 % of the population is Asian.

Du Qun's women and children live in Santa Clara.

This is something that no one in the Ma family knows about. They should be able to find out, but they definitely didn't know it before they checked it!

Ji Feng knew it.

"Don't you want to talk to me?" Ji Feng asked Du Qun in a playful tone.

Ji Feng mentioned the place where his women and children lived, and also said about fire and car accidents.

That's right, Du Qun understood right, Ji Feng was threatening him.

When talking with Lao Dao, Ji Feng didn't want to give Lao Dao the feeling of threatening him, but Lao Dao made his own decision, and even gave Lao Dao the gun.

For Du Qun, this is not necessary.

People are different, Du Qun's personality is very different from Lao Dao's personality. Lao Dao is the kind of person who can't tell how he tortured him, but Du Qun is not. Du Qun's thinking, Often more flexible than old knives].

Moreover, Du Qun's situation is more complicated than Lao Dao's. After all, he has worked for the Ma family for 20 years, and Ji Feng and Ma Yuanzhong are now immortal!

The only one who could contain Du Qun was his daughter and child.

Du Qun stared at Ji Feng, his forehead still arched with blue veins, and his breathing became heavier.

finally.

He violently raised the hand holding the knife to the side, pushed the thin man with the other, and staggered two steps in the direction of the door before he stood firm.

Du Qun still held the knife and stepped back to the window.

Let go.

Attitude showed.

But he still refused to put down the knife. He wanted to talk to Ji Feng, but he didn't want to be "slaughtered by others". The knife was his only reliance.

In fact, this is just a kind of self-comforting behavior, because Ji Feng has a gun here, it is meaningless for him to hold a knife.

The thin man touched his neck, turned around and glared at Du Qun.

"Go out." Ji Feng said at this time.

The skinny man turned around and glanced at Ji Feng and Du Qun, then went out. The other two people at the door also retreated, and the three returned to the living room. Ji Feng closed the bedroom door.

Ji Feng is at the door.

Du Qun is by the window.

There were only two people left in the room.

Ji Feng wandered around the bedroom and looked at the messy environment. When he was more than one meter away from Du Qun, the moonlight fell on Du Qun again. He stretched out his hand and said, "Give me the knife."

Du Qun stared at Ji Feng, his breathing was still heavy, he raised his hand slowly and handed the knife to Ji Feng.

Sudden.

He let go, and the knife fell directly to the ground. Normally, this would distract people's attention, and people would subconsciously look at the knife that fell to the ground.

Du Qun kicked Ji Feng the moment he let go and dropped the knife.

Extremely fast and hard to avoid.