Because Lian Lianjin's hands and feet were tied, he was curled up on the ground instead of kneeling for a long time. The old uncle stabbed Lian Lianjin's belly with his sword.
The damage value of the old uncle's tattoo is "-56", and it is obvious that he will not die if he falls in love with Jin.
However, this sword stab caused blood to spurt out, causing the old uncle's face to be covered. It looked as if he was the one who was stabbed. The panic expression on his face was obviously that he had frightened himself.
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Leng Feng continued to fan the flames of evil at the side: "Old uncle, you are not dead yet, go on, I have the impression that you are a bold and careful master, what? You can't do that now?"
The old uncle closed his eyes again, raised his sword and struck again.
After finally catching my breath, Jin's "pig-killing roar" reappeared again. Not to mention clearly audible in the entire auditorium, it could even be heard on the first floor of the Central Building.
In fact, Lian Jinya knew that he was in trouble today, but when the second sword was struck, he was also very angry at his brother-in-law's performance: If you cut my throat with a fucking sword and cause vital damage, wouldn't it be over? You have to use one sword.
A stab in the belly with a sword made me suffer a lot in vain.
It was impossible for him to say these words on such an occasion. Unfortunately, Leng Feng immediately said it for him: "Uncle, you can't be killed like this. Let me teach you. Let him lie down."
On the ground, raise your hands, you'd better sit on him, stab his throat with a sword, and give him a good beating."
Hearing these words, the old uncle didn't know whether to cry or laugh.
Finally, someone among the guests couldn't stand it anymore: "Mr. Leng, your methods are too cruel, aren't they?"
This was a delicate female voice. Following the direction of the voice, the crowd spontaneously gave way to a path, and a woman wearing a black backless long dress came out.
This woman with a touch of makeup has a natural beauty, she looks very dignified and mature, and she also has an upright look on her face.
Leng Feng looked her up and down: "Who are you?"
The people who appeared in this place tonight are all famous. The beauty said seriously: "I am Yun Yao, the anchor of Xingmeng TV Station in the Holy Law of the Land of Obsidian."
She flashed her ID as she spoke: "Mr. Leng, even if you have a grudge against Chairman Uncle, there is no need to use such cruel and outrageous methods. I personally hope that you can resolve disputes and problems in a peaceful way."
, "The Ninth Continent" is the same as our real world. For those despicable and vicious behaviors, on behalf of our Star Dream TV station, I strongly condemn them."
If Mad Dog Dragon and the others heard this, they would definitely burst into crazy laughter: Idiot, have you watched too much diplomatic news on the News Network?
Leng Feng didn't bother to pay attention to her at all, but turned to signal to his uncle: "Please continue!"
"Stop!" Yun Yao shouted decisively, his voice was sharp and thin. Everyone in the venue was startled.
Leng Feng would never be serious with a woman. He just turned his attention to Lan Qiao Yimeng. He slowly raised a chip key and said coldly: "When has a female host on a TV station become more serious?"
Is this thing still worth anything?”
The key is not equipment. It belongs to the category of props. With Leng Feng's powerful power, it would only take a second, not to mention crushing it, even if it was crushed into a handful of ashes.
With this handle in his hand, Lan Qiao Yimeng was helpless and said in a deep voice: "Miss Yun, I hope you can go to the restaurant next door for some tea and taste our center's special snacks. If you are willing,
I will thank you again in the future after creating the world."
This was said very tactfully, but how could Yunyao not hear the underlying meaning?
Leng Feng used Lan Qiao Yimeng's hand to slap her face hard.
Yun Yao stretched his neck and said with a red face: "President Lan, I am just maintaining the integrity of our obsidian land. Am I still wrong to do this?"
This is a common problem among women. A bad breath leads to a conflict of emotions.
You don’t understand anything at all. Lan Qiao Yimeng has infinite contempt in his heart. Do you still think you are so great as a female anchor? It’s all those good men who have spoiled you. At this critical moment, I don’t know how great you are.
Why are you jumping out and messing around?
If Fortune Center suffers losses because of your nonsense, not to mention you, even if you sell 10 TV stations like yours, you won't be able to afford it.
Infinite Wind and Cloud waved her hand, and a tall warrior from the crowd immediately walked up to her and politely extended his hand: "Miss Yun, please come this way!"
It seemed that Lan Qiao Yimeng's position was not on her side. If Leng Feng only used his words, she would have to get out of here.
Yun Yao stamped his feet angrily, and finally turned around and left.
But before she even stepped out of the auditorium door, Leng Feng's voice came from behind and immediately drove her crazy: "Huh! You are simply ignorant and ignorant!"
"Leng, what did you say? Repeat what you just said!" Yun Yao ignored everything and turned around angrily and ran to Leng Feng.
How had she ever experienced such cowardice? She was expelled in front of many celebrities and finally lost her mind.
Leng Feng looked at her, as if looking at a reptile: "Are you sure you want to get involved in this matter? Are you sure you can bear the consequences of this matter?"
Seeing that the situation was not going well, Wufen Fengyun quickly said: "Brother Leng, please calm down. The little girl is not very sensible. There is no need to argue with her."
"You are wrong!" Leng Feng said calmly, "Sometimes I will kill women."
"Then you kill me, come on, kill me!" Yun Yao looked quite excited.
Leng Feng smiled disdainfully: "There are not many people worthy of my attack, so you are worthy?"
As soon as she finished speaking, several soldiers from the Dharma God's Family came out from the side. Without saying a word, they raised their hands and legs and lifted her up and carried her out.
"Let me go, let me go!" Yun Yao shouted desperately, but is this possible?
It wasn't until Yun Yao's shouts gradually faded away that Leng Feng turned his head and looked at the crowd at the venue: "If anyone else feels that they are unambiguous, just come forward."
In fact, many people have already guessed at this time that the three keys in Leng Feng's hand are related to the safety of the wealth center. If anyone obstructs him now, he doesn't have to do it himself. Neither Lanqiao Yimeng nor Infinite Wind and Cloud will agree.
Seeing that many celebrities lowered their heads and said nothing, Leng Feng turned around and signaled to his uncle: "You can continue!"
The old uncle was helpless. He closed his eyes again and stabbed him with two swords in succession. Lian Shangjin did not use the "Pig-killing Roar" magic skill again because the two swords stabbed his throat, causing a burst of blood mist on the spot.
He spurted wildly, and the other sword was tilted a little, and pierced through his cheek, piercing the entire left side of his face.
Lian Jin's corpse was curled up like a worm in the gutter, and no one looked at him again.
Leng Feng looked at his old uncle and smiled sadly: "Actually, I already knew you would do this, because you are this kind of person."
The old uncle threw away the dagger, stood up and wiped the blood on his face, and said expressionlessly: "Where is the key? Is it time for you to fulfill your promise now?"
"Of course I keep my word!" Leng Feng waved his hand coolly, and a chip key was thrown out.
After the old uncle took it, he carefully put it into his pocket.
Infinite Wind and Cloud said at this time: "I wonder what Brother Leng's second condition is? I hope it won't be too bloody."
Leng Feng said calmly: "The second thing is easier to do. Please call me here for seconds. At the same time, you can't take action. You must ensure that he stays here and cannot escape."
This second request is even easier to achieve. Although most people were confused, the old uncle was very clear in his heart. Gladiolus was killed by Mo Bu Die, so will Leng Feng let Mo Bu Die go?
It's almost unnecessary to ask.
The old uncle said seriously: "I'll call someone to call him over right away. This may take some time."
Leng Feng suddenly laughed: "It's true that you still can't get rid of your shit-eating problem after seven years. Your level of lying is getting better and better."
No matter how thick-skinned my uncle is, he blushed when he heard this.
His intention was to find excuses to delay time, but Leng Feng quickly exposed his lies: "Stop being sneaky and hiding behind, come out!"
The people in the crowd knew that this level was over, so they had no choice but to walk to the podium.
From the moment Leng Feng entered the auditorium, Mian Busui didn't think there was any problem. Until a few big guys on the stage called out the word "Brother Leng", he still kept his luck and said to himself, "I haven't changed into my combat attire. I'm just living my life."
Leng Feng, who was dressed in formal attire, probably didn't notice me.
Leng Feng didn't look at him, but that didn't mean that he didn't know he was at the venue. A text message from Mad Dog Dragon had been sent to him on the sound box: "Don't die in seconds at the southeast corner of the auditorium!"
This time, if you don't die, you will have nothing to hide.
Looking at the murderous Leng Feng, Mian Busui quickly changed into an assassin's outfit and held the silver sword in his hand.
"We haven't seen each other for seven years. I never thought we would see each other again under such circumstances!" Sebubu stared at Leng Feng.
Leng Feng's tone remained calm: "You shouldn't have killed Jianlan."
Second Immortal said coldly: "It doesn't matter whether you should or not. If it were you and me, you might do the same thing. It's not like you haven't tasted the feeling of being poor and afraid."
Leng Feng said disdainfully: "Can I understand it this way? I'll give you a sum of money that you can't refuse, and you can kill your mother too."
The celebrities present finally got a taste of it. Mian Busui had obviously betrayed his friends for money, and now the ghost-faced assassin had come for revenge. For a while, everyone looked at Mian Busui with all sorts of weird looks.
Seconds gritted his teeth and said: "It's useless to talk more, let's do it!"
The old uncle coughed dryly: "I'm just going to interrupt, Leng Feng, I was in the Ranger Warrior City at that time, and it was my intention to let that hard cucumber go. That's why I didn't kill him until he died."
He definitely didn't mean to defend Immortal. He just wanted to tell Leng Feng these details so as to reduce Leng Feng's hatred towards him. God knows what other vicious tricks Leng Feng had waiting to deal with him.
"Oh?" Leng Feng looked at the immortal, raised his head and said: "In that case, I will be lenient and let you make the first move!" (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!
