Zhou Yuan smiled to himself: "You are a gangster on the road?"
Toyosando nodded.
"No no no!"
Zhou Yuan interrupted Feng Sandao: "You are a gangster on the road, but I am not. Do you know why there are so many guns pointing at you blatantly at this moment?"
"That's because even the God of War Lu Kang has to call me master in front of me."
"You have time to defend yourself. If you fail to defend yourself, you will die!"
"ah?"
Toyosando completely collapsed to the ground.
God of War Lu Kang also has to call him master?
Toyosando was dumbfounded.
His son Fengling was also dumbfounded.
All the students around him were dumbfounded at this moment.
As we all know, the Beizhou Jiangnan generation is all led by the God of War Lu Kang. And above the God of War Lu Kang, there is one person who is above him. This person is the Yuanlong War Lord who just came to Yancheng recently!
There are rumors that Yuanlong Zhanzun is the master of the God of War Lu Kang.
At this moment.
The surrounding crowd exclaimed again.
"This...this person is Yuanlong War Lord?"
"Oh my god, Zhou Xiaotong's brother is actually Yuanlong Zhanzun."
"Is it really the Yuanlong War Lord?"
Everyone's scalp was numb.
Each and every one of them was completely shocked.
Feng Sandao was even more stunned, Yuanlong War Lord?
Damn it, I actually got on Yuanlong Zhanzun’s head.
Oh my gosh!
Feng Sandao collapsed. There were roars deep in his heart, and his chest was like a stormy wave. These waves brought him to the edge of despair.
He actually called himself Lao Tzu in front of Yuan Long Zhanzun, and even scolded him directly to show off to him how powerful he was in Yan City.
All this made Feng Sandao tremble.
"War Lord Yuanlong, Lord Yuanlong, please spare your life, I...I kowtow to you." Feng Sandao kowtowed crazily, his face full of tears.
His son Fengling even had runny noses and tears.
The father and son were both kowtowing on the ground at this moment.
Zhou Yuan checked the time and said calmly: "You still have two minutes to defend yourself."
"I...I..." Feng Sandao raised his head, his face full of tears and unable to say a word.
"I was wrong, I was wrong, please forgive me." Fengling kept yelling.
"One minute!" Zhou Yuan added.
The father and son fell completely limp to the ground.
"Time's up!"
As Zhou Yuan's words fell.
Suddenly, there was a "bang" gunshot, and Feng Ling, who was kneeling on the ground, fell headfirst into a pool of blood.
This time, everyone around was frightened and screamed.
"Son, son." Looking at Feng Ling lying in a pool of blood, Feng Sandao roared out.
Bang!
There was another startling sound, and Feng Sandao also fell down directly.
The father and son were in a great mood when they arrived, but they didn't seem to have thought before arriving that today would be the end of them.
As Feng Sandao and Feng Ling's father and son were killed, the surrounding crowd panicked.
Zhou Yuan clapped his hands.
At this time, Ding Mo stepped forward, turned around, and said to the people around him: "Everyone should keep their mouths shut about what happened today. Don't even discuss it. Don't even tell your parents or lovers."
"Once I know who made the comment, we will treat it as a leak of confidentiality. You can just pretend that you have never seen it."
Finished talking.
As soon as Ding Mo waved his hand, all the Feng family father and son were dragged out, and the number 50 people they brought with them were taken away directly.