Chapter 292: Ghost Rakshasa

Zhao Dongyang wanted to cry without tears, but he was helpless.

Yun Feng doesn't follow the script he set to sit in the right seat and play his role, who can do anything to him?

"Yun Feng, it's still the same sentence, as long as you agree to reconcile now, you and I will write off the grievances, and your wife Tang Mengxue will be served intact!" Zhao Dongyang has no other way, and he doesn't know if Yun Feng can listen to his suggestion, but when life and death are at stake, he still tries his best to make the last effort.

If you want to say that Yun Feng doesn't dare to kill him Zhao Dongyang, even if you lend him a hundred confidence now, you won't dare to say such a thing. Now Zhao Dongyang is 200 percent convinced that this Yun Feng is a madman and a heinous demon at all! He can't even figure out which tendon he had in his mind wrong before, and he would actually want to provoke this kind of person?

"My wife, I will naturally go back to protect it, I don't need you to be an outsider here! What other last words, I can talk about it now, maybe I am in a good mood, I can help you convey it!" Yun Feng heard that Zhao Dongyang wanted to threaten himself with Tang Mengxue's safety at such a juncture, and his whole body was even more angry, and he looked at Zhao Dongyang condescendingly, and his tone was so cold that it seemed that the air around him was going to condense into frost.

"Young master, please, for the sake of our Windy City Zhao family, which also belongs to the Luodu Zhao Clan's business alliance, save me!" Zhao Dongyang listened to Yun Feng's words, feeling the irresistible killing intent from him, he panicked for the first time in his life, knowing that it was useless to beg him no matter how much he begged him, he turned his eyes and pinned all his hopes on Zhao Wouji.

Zhao Wuji was not a little frightened by Zhao Dongyang's pleading, and his face, which was already sallow from fear, instantly turned pale, and he glanced at Yun Feng in panic, and said tremblingly: "That...... You covet other people's wives, it is really a crime that cannot be punished! Our Luodu Zhao Clan Business Alliance does not have a shameless person like you!"

Only one sentence showed his attitude, and also pronounced Zhao Dongyang's death sentence.

Zhao Dongyang's face instantly turned earthy, and his face was desperate.

"Yun Feng, you wait for me, I won't let you go if I'm a ghost! I'm dead, you will never want to know Tang Mengxue's whereabouts!" After a short silence, Zhao Dongyang's eyes flashed with hatred, and he gritted his teeth and yelled at Yun Feng, with a flick of his wrist, a five-inch blade appeared in his hand, and suddenly stabbed towards his chest.

"Ah......" Ye Bingyan had never seen such a scene, and he was instantly frightened and exclaimed, and then subconsciously covered his eyes.

Zao Wou-Ki was also so shocked that his mouth grew and wanted to stop it, but as soon as he thought about it, he forcibly swallowed the sentence "stop" that came to his mouth into his stomach.

Yun Feng was still full of murderous intent, his eyes were coldly fixed on the sharp blade in Zhao Dongyang's hand, as if he was waiting for the scene of blood splattering three feet after the sharp blade pierced his chest.

"Waste! It's stupid to think of using self-judgment to escape!" Just when the sharp blade in Zhao Dongyang's hand was less than two centimeters away from his body, suddenly a stone broke through the air and hit the sharp blade heavily, instantly pretending to be several pieces, scattered far away, and followed by a bell-like sound falling from the sky.

"Master!" Zhao Dongyang in despair was stunned for a moment, and when he heard this voice, his lifeless face instantly flashed full of surprise, and he couldn't care about Yun Feng's current enemy, so he struggled to get up, but he couldn't help himself with severe pain, so he tried to crawl towards the door immediately.

Behind him, a long trail of blood was left, and only Ye Bingyan and Zao Wouji were shocked.

On the other hand, Yun Feng, after this voice suddenly sounded and Zhao Dongyang shouted "Master", instead of the slightest surprise or surprise, he disappeared without a trace of the killing intent all over his body, and the smile of the dead man appeared on the corner of his mouth again.

Ye Bingyan looked at Yun Feng's expression, and felt a sense of madness.

I thought that I had guessed the speculation just now, maybe today's accident would end with Zhao Dongyang's suicide, who knows that it is far more than that now!

Could it be that this person whom Zhao Dongyang calls "Master" is the person this little Wang Ba calf is waiting for? And forcing Zhao Dongyang to commit suicide just now is just to force this person to show up in this way?

Just when Ye Bingyan was full of doubts in his heart, he saw an old man in Tang costume walking in.

The face is full of red light, full of head, obviously looks seventy or eighty, but there is no appearance of an old dragon clock, on the contrary, the whole person gives people a feeling of vitality, especially the pair of eyes engraved with vicissitudes of life or flashing light, there is a kind of soul-seducing magic, making people accidentally look at it as if the whole soul has been bitten by a poisonous snake, and never dare to look at it again!

"The old man wants to see what kind of character is out of the Wind City, who dares to break ground on Tai Sui's head and force the old man's lover to commit suicide!" The old man in Tang costume swept his gaze over everyone one by one, and finally fell on Yun Feng's face.

"Ghost ...... Ghost Rakshasa Are you Lord Ghost Rakshasa ?" Zao Wou-Ki shuddered all over, and after staring at the old man in Tang costume several times, he suddenly exclaimed, his eyebrows were already full of despair and fear when facing death.

The old man in Tang costume said lightly: "You are Zhao Qiuling's son? Well, yes, you have a chance, and when your wings are hard, you know that you can eat inside and out, and collude with outsiders to harm the Zhao family, not bad, very good!"

Zhao Wou-Ki heard the old man in Tang costume say this, although he said it lightly, he was so frightened that his teeth slammed, and suddenly he fell to his knees with a "plop" sound, knocked his head with a "knock knock", and begged with tears: "I beg Lord Rakshasa to exceed......! I didn't know that he was Lord Rakshasa's beloved disciple, and I begged Lord Rakshasa to exceed!"

Zhao Wouji's sudden change of attitude of one hundred and eighty degrees dazzled Ye Bingyan on the side, and she was already confused, but now she felt that one head had two big, and she couldn't figure out what was going on.

"Boy, now the old man will give you a chance to choose how to end this matter!" The old man in Tang costume didn't look at Zhao Wuji at all, but stared at Yun Feng and said coldly: "But the old man said ugly things to the front, if you can't give a way to satisfy the old man, then the old man will make you regret why your parents gave birth to you!"

Before the words fell, an invisible killing intent quietly swept towards Yun Feng!