Song Zhiyin heard this cold voice, and suddenly felt a chill in her whole body, because this voice was a voice that she would never forget for the rest of her life.

It was the owner of this voice who drove himself and his mother out of the Jin family in embarrassment.

Song Zhiyin looked in the direction of the voice, and sure enough, he saw Jin Hanlin, and a man with a terrifying scar on his face, it was the old scar.

"Kim Hanlin!!"

Song Zhiyin saw the man in front of her who had harmed her mother all her life, and she immediately clenched her fists in anger, and even her nails were embedded in the flesh.

Jin Hanlin saw Song Zhiyin and Ye Feng, and his eyes were also fierce, because he knew that his son might be killed by the dog man and woman in front of him.

"I ask you, where did you get my son?"

Jin Hanlin stood in front of Song Zhiyin and asked in a cold voice.

"He's gone to apologize to my mother!"

Song Zhiyin looked at Jin Hanlin in front of him without any fear and said.

"Stinky bitch, you're not a little bold now!"

Jin Hanlin glared at Song Zhiyin in front of him angrily, he had the impression that this woman should be very afraid of himself, but now that this woman was in front of him, he didn't look afraid at all.

Song Zhiyin was indeed afraid of this man before, but now that Ye Feng helped her relieve her demons, she would no longer have the slightest fear in the face of the enemy.

Because once you are afraid of your enemies, you don't know when you will take revenge.

"In the face of a scumbag like you, of course I can't be cowardly!"

Song Zhiyin said coldly to Jin Hanlin.

"How dare you?"

Jin Hanlin's angry forehead was bruised, and he gritted his teeth and shouted at Song Zhiyin: "Obviously, it was your lowly mother who did something sorry for me and cuckolded Lao Tzu, is it wrong for me to drive you away? You still dare to hurt my son with confidence!"

When Song Zhiyin heard Jin Hanlin's words, he also sneered angrily, and said: "My mother has long said that it was your current good wife Sun Yi who deliberately framed my mother, drugged my mother, let other men play with her, and took that kind of photo, is my mother to blame for this kind of thing?"

Jin Hanlin was also speechless when he heard Song Zhiyin's words, of course he doubted the original thing, Jin Hanlin liked Song Zhiyin's mother very much, so no matter if she was unmarried and pregnant with someone else's child, she still married her despite the difficulties, and also wanted to raise Song Zhiyin as his own daughter.

But Jin Hanlin didn't expect that he would see the photos of Song Zhiyin's mother messing with other men, and he felt that his sincerity was wasted, so Jin Hanlin drove Song Zhiyin's mother and daughter out of the house in embarrassment and married Sun Yi instead.

"I don't care about that!"

Jin Hanlin snorted coldly, and then said angrily to Song Zhiyin: "I just want to ask you now, did you kill my son!"

"If you want to know this, take your whole family and kneel in front of my mother's spiritual seat to apologize, and I will tell you the truth!" Song Zhiyin said coldly to Jin Hanlin.

Jin Hanlin saw Song Zhiyin's meaning, as if he was clearly going to play himself, and he suddenly became even more angry.

"Old Scar, I arrested that woman, and that kid, I want them to bury my son!"

Jin Hanlin roared angrily.

"Yes!"

Old Scar's fierce face was full of coldness at this time, he agreed, directly pulled out two knives from his back, and walked towards Ye Feng and Song Zhiyin.

Song Zhiyin saw this old scar walking towards her, she was also nervous, she knew that this old scar was the most powerful person in the Jin Mansion, and she heard that she was the champion of the East China Provincial Fighting Competition.

When he was a child, Lao Scar used two knives by himself to kill dozens of people who came to provoke the Jin family, which can be called a devil who kills people without blinking.

However, the current Song Zhiyin, even in the face of the old scar, does not have the slightest intention of regressing.

Holding the knife in his hand, Old Scar looked at Song Zhiyin in front of him coldly, and then he looked at Ye Feng indifferently.

"I heard from the person who reported back that you are a master with a knife!"

Old Scar looked at Ye Feng coldly and said, "Since you are really so powerful, then I want to compete with you!"

As he spoke, Old Scar threw a knife directly at Ye Feng's feet, and then looked at Ye Feng with a provocative gaze.

Old Scar heard the kid who went back to report Jin Bo's death say that Ye Feng cut off the arms of seven people with one knife, and people couldn't feel the pain, he felt that it was impossible at all, so he wanted to give it a try.

"I'm sorry, I don't need a knife against you!"

Ye Feng glanced at the knife under his feet lightly, and said very calmly to the old scar.

"Really?"

Old Scar sneered, he originally wanted to give Ye Feng a chance to fight a fair duel, but he didn't expect this guy to despise himself so much that he didn't even bother to use the knife with him.

"Originally, I wanted to feel how my arm could be cut off without feeling pain, but now it seems that I don't have a chance!" Old Scar said to Ye Feng with a sneer.

Then Old Scar's voice fell, and the whole person directly turned into an afterimage, and rushed towards Ye Feng's side.

Swish!

The knife in Old Scar's hand slashed towards Ye Feng's neck at an extremely fast speed.

"Rubbish stuff!"

Jin Hanlin saw that Ye Feng didn't react at all from the time the old scar made a move, until the knife came out, and he immediately knew that what Jin Bo's subordinates reported before was probably fake, and this kid was not that powerful at all.

What one knife breaks seven arms is complete nonsense.

"If you die at my hands, you won't lose!"

Old Scar was proud at this time, but just when he felt that his knife should cut off Ye Feng's neck, suddenly he felt that the knife in his hand had disappeared strangely.

Just as Scar was wondering, he felt a hand around his neck, and then his whole body was lifted from the ground.

"How...... What's going on?"

Old Scar squeezed out these words from his throat with difficulty at this time, and he saw Ye Feng in front of him, pinching his neck with one hand, and looking at him with an extremely calm gaze, but there was a cold murderous aura in that look, which suddenly made him feel cold and piercing all over his body.

"If you want to feel the pain of a broken arm, I can give you this opportunity!"

Ye Feng's calm voice fell, and his other hand instantly hit the joints of Old Scar's two arms.

Suddenly, Old Scar's two arms swayed from side to side like broken ropes, but the strange thing was that Old Scar didn't feel the slightest pain.

"This ...... How is this possible?"

Old Scar felt this strange feeling, coupled with Ye Feng's incomparably indifferent but cold killing intent, he suddenly felt that his whole body was enveloped in a huge fear, and even his breathing became difficult.