When Tang Feng stood up, the dozen or so gangsters around him immediately stepped aside and gave way to a large space in the middle.
Everyone undoubtedly knows that the two are about to fight, and it is very likely that the battle will be quite fierce.
Wu Qingjian's sickly pale face was still emotionless, but at this time, his white right hand clenched his sword tightly.
The sword has not yet been unsheathed, but the atmosphere in the box has solidified!
Hong San suddenly shouted: "Qingqingjian, how much money the Wang family gave you to kill people, I will give you double the price!"
Ruthless Kendao: "Double price?"
Hong San nodded: "Yes, double the price, all you need to do is move the sword in your hand and cut off Wang Zijian's neck."
Qingqingjian shouted: "Are you doing business with me?"
Hong San nodded and said, "If you regard this as a business, that's fine."
Wu Qingjian said: "Okay, after I kill this man named Tang, I will kill Wang Zijian again. Wang Zijian will offer 50 million, prepare your 100 million!"
Hong San snorted coldly: "So, you still want to kill Tang Feng?"
Wu Qingjian sneered: "Haven't you heard that once Wu Qingjian agrees to accept a task, there is no reason to give up halfway?"
Hong San stopped talking.
Qingqingjian asked again: "Are you still willing to do the business of killing Zijian?"
Hong San remained silent, then Tang Feng said: "There's no need to do it, you don't have the ability to do it anymore."
Wu Qingjian immediately turned his head: "You don't have the ability to do it anymore?"
Tang Feng looked at him coldly and said: "Because soon, you will be a dead person. How can a dead person kill again?"
Qingqingjian smiled, teasingly and coldly: "I have been in the killer world of Jiangning for more than 20 years, and no one has ever dared to talk to me like this."
"You are the first and you will be the last!"
Tang Feng still looked at him coldly and said: "Pull out your sword."
Wuqingjian did not draw his sword, but he sneered: "Do you know why my sword is called Qingqingjian?"
He paused for a moment, but quickly explained: "That's because this sword will never be stained with blood when it pierces the throat, so it is ruthless."
The Rat King said in horror: "If a sword pierces the throat without being stained with blood, then this sword is definitely a sword as fast as lightning."
Qingqingjian smiled and said: "You old guy knows a lot."
Tang Feng's expression did not change, and he said coldly: "One last time, pull out your sword, otherwise you won't even have a chance to take action!"
"You are extremely arrogant. If so, then go and die!" After saying this with a sonorous sound, he drew the ruthless sword.
The sword had a white scabbard and a white sword body. As soon as the sword was pulled out, a cold sword light surged, as if the temperature of the entire box had dropped a lot.
The Wuqing Sword's wrist flicked, and several sword flowers fluttered, turning into three swords in an instant. With a step of his feet, the man rushed over like lightning, as fast as the wind, and as fast as lightning.
The next moment, three phantom sword tips had arrived in front of Tang Feng.
However, Tang Feng still stood still, watching as the ruthless sword, which was sharp and cold, was about to pierce his throat.
"Tang Feng..." Zhuge Furong, the narrator, exclaimed.
"Boss Tang..." Hong San and others also shouted in shock.
However, at this moment, Tang Feng moved and pinched his right index finger and middle finger upward.
All the movements were frozen in an instant, and the three dazzling sword shadows instantly subsided.
When everyone calmed down and took a closer look, they were shocked to see that the tip of the Ruthless Sword was caught between Tang Feng's fingers.
"You..." Wu Qingjian's expression suddenly changed and he subconsciously pulled out his hand. However, what shocked him even more was that he couldn't pull it back.
It was as if his sword had taken root between the opponent's two fingers.
"Who are you?" Wu Qingjian was shocked. Apparently, at this time, he had sensed something was wrong.
The person in front of him was not only very strong, but also so strong that he could not imagine.
Tang Feng sneered: "You'd better go to the underworld to ask Lord Hades about this question."
As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Feng twisted his fingers and the sword was broken on the spot.
Immediately afterwards, his figure flashed, and with two fingers holding the broken sword, he slashed across the neck of the Ruthless Sword like lightning.
Wu Qingjian's eyes widened and protruded, and he subconsciously touched his neck, and a stream of blood spurted out immediately.
"How is it possible..." Before he could finish his words, he fell to the ground.
"Clean him up and make another call to ask the person in charge of the Wang family to come here!" Tang Feng waved his hand and walked to the hall without even looking at the dead body on the ground.
The hall had already been deserted, but the more than twenty bodyguards of the Wang family were still here. When they saw Tang Feng coming out, they all hid in a corner unconsciously.
Zhuge Furong followed him out, and not long after, Hong San and others followed him into the hall, and even the two brothers of the Wang family, who had long been like dead dogs, were dragged out.
"Brother, the Wang family has informed us that people will be here soon," Hong San said.
Tang Feng nodded, walked to the bar in front and sat down. Suddenly he felt his mouth was dry and he couldn't help but ask: "Where is the waiter? Where is he? Please bring us two glasses of wine quickly."
The waiter was so frightened that he disappeared. Zhuge Furong interrupted: "How about I make you a drink?"
Tang Feng's eyes lit up and he asked: "Can you also mix drinks?"
Zhuge Furong smiled and said: "Of course, and I also know that you like vodka."
Tang Feng also smiled, looking at the gentle and beautiful smile on Zhuge Furong's face, which suddenly reminded him of the scene when the two met for the first time in the Midi Bar.
For Zhuge Furong, she was undoubtedly happy at this moment. After all, the big problem that was weighing on her heart had been solved. What's more, to her shock, Tang Feng had unknowingly possessed such terrifying energy in Jiangning.
Her thoughts were racing, but her hand movements were not slow. A few minutes later, a glass of lemon vodka was brought to Tang Feng.
"Boss Tang, please have a taste." Zhuge Furong imitated the tone of Hong San and others and said with a smile.
Tang Feng also smiled and said, "I won't be polite then." He picked up the drink and drank it in one gulp.
Zhuge Furong looked at him with big eyes and asked: "How is it? How does it taste?"
Tang Feng smiled and said: "It tastes good. They say that the wine made by beauties is fine wine. It seems that this is absolutely true."
Zhuge Furong's smile became even more charming, so charming that it could enchant people to death. She said: "Looking at your appearance, I'll make another drink.
When Tang Feng drank his second glass of wine, there was a sudden sound of brakes outside the bar, and then two middle-aged men walked in.
To be precise, the two people climbed in on their knees. As soon as they reached the door of the bar, they knelt down with a pop.
Then step by step, they crawled to Tang Feng on their knees.
When Wang Zijian saw this, he shouted heartbreakingly: "Dad, second uncle, the child is unfilial. It is the child who has caused trouble for you and the Wang family!"
