"Death, not necessarily, how can you say that this Chu brother is also a master who can take down forty or fifty people in one minute, Master Feng's words are a bit excessive!"

Cheng Haonan was slightly embarrassed, you know, this time I invited Chu Fan over, but I paid a lot of money.

Isn't this a slap in the face?

Besides, martial arts is ethereal to Cheng Haonan, and it appears more in TV series, but in reality, I really feel that it is a little unreliable.

Who knows, Feng Huihong raised his head to the sky and laughed three times after hearing this, and then shook his head and said: "Hey, the frog at the bottom of the well, the frog at the bottom of the well!"

Hearing this, Cheng Haonan's face suddenly became very ugly, this surnamed Feng really thought that he was a generation of grandmaster Huang Feihong?

Just say that you are a frog at the bottom of the well?

"Master Feng, please bear with me, we people haven't been exposed to martial arts much in ordinary times, and we don't know much about these, please tell us about it!"

Zhou Fuhai saw that Cheng Haonan was unhappy, so he came out to play a round game.

Seeing that it was Zhou Fuhai who spoke, Feng Huihong nodded slightly and said: "I have also heard of the organization of blood killing, it is the top three existence on the list of the world's killer organizations, and its strength is very strong!"

Regarding this, Cheng Haonan has already inquired clearly, and there is nothing unusual.

"But, do you know why they are so strong, and almost every killer they have cultivated can defeat a hundred?"

As soon as these words came out, Cheng Haonan's heart tightened, could there be anything else to say here.

"Please ask Master Feng for advice!" Zhou Fuhai humbly asked.

"That's because these killers are all martial arts people, or qi martial artists!"

After speaking, Feng Huihong pointed at Chu Fan: "With a skill like him, it's okay to deal with ordinary people, if you meet a strong martial artist, it's not enough to see it at all, the strength of a martial artist is not something you ordinary people can imagine!"

"What? Could it be that there really is a martial artist in this world!" Cheng Haonan was completely shocked, although he had heard of it before, he only regarded it as a joke, and now when he heard Feng Huihong say this, he immediately realized that a martial artist might really exist.

Chu Fan smiled after hearing this, he didn't care, just silently looked at the other party and pretended to be forced.

In his eyes, this guy named Feng He Huihong is a cultivator in the middle of the Ming Realm, and even Zhao Tianhe is far behind, so why should he be like him, this will damage his identity.

Facing Cheng Haonan's shock and his stunned and ignorant expression, Feng Huihong's heart was greatly satisfied, and he took a sip of tea and said: "That's nature, Qi Martial Arts have true qi, whether it is speed or strength, they have broken through the limits of normal people, and they are far from being able to compete with ordinary people!"

"These people are like martial arts masters with special functions in our country in ancient times, or similar to supermen from other countries, can this be understood?" Seeing that everyone had no concept of a powerful martial artist, Feng Huihong spared no effort to popularize science for everyone.

Hiss~

Cheng Haonan couldn't help but gasp after hearing this, and it was only now that he realized what kind of person he was about to face.

Even Zhou Fuhai, who was no stranger to martial arts, was taken aback, with special functions, martial arts masters, supermen, can this still be played happily?

"So, I, Cheng Haonan, am I going to die tonight?" Cheng Haonan's heart was like falling into an abyss, and cold sweat kept sliding down his forehead.

It's all fucking Superman, and you're still playing with a fart!

"Hehe, this may not be!" Feng Huihong put down the teacup and smiled proudly.

Hearing this, Cheng Haonan had a glimmer of hope in his heart, and he didn't care about losing face, so he hurriedly filled Feng Huihong's teacup in person, and said, "Since Master Feng knows the other party's origins, is there any good way to help me tide over the difficulties?"

My life is almost gone, what do you want to do to save face?

"My master is a master in the middle of the Ming Realm, just a killer of blood killing, and he can't get into the eyes of his old man!"

Next to him, Feng Huihong's apprentice suddenly interjected.

"Ah Hao, don't talk nonsense!" Feng Huihong glared at the apprentice named Ah Hao next to him, slightly angry.

But in fact, Hao's words are very useful to him.

"Mid-Ming Realm?" Cheng Haonan was puzzled: "Please also ask Master Feng for guidance!"

Feng Huihong saw that the other party's attitude was sincere, and his tone was also very respectful, and he nodded slightly: "This is the division of the strength of the Qi Martial Artist, the path of martial arts, the four levels of the Bright Realm, the Dark Realm, the Void Realm, and the Transformation Realm, each of which corresponds to the three realms of the early stage, the middle stage, and the peak. ”

"In today's world, martial arts are in decline, and most of the martial artists are only barely able to reach the cultivation of the early stage of the Ming Realm, and there are very few who can break through to the middle stage of the Ming Realm, such people can stir up a storm anywhere!"

After speaking, Feng Huihong waved his hand, and a continuous force came out through his palm, directly blasting a table of eight immortals in front of him into slag.

In his opinion, martial artists who can reach the middle stage of the Ming Realm are very popular everywhere, and how can they be willing to be an outlaw killer.

Therefore, in his subconscious, the Qi Martial Artist sent by the Blood Kill this time was to die, which was the cultivation of the early stage of the Ming Realm.

If that's the case, then there's no need to worry.

Hiss~

Everyone present gasped again.

Except for Chu Fan, almost no one could see how Feng Huihong made a move.

I felt a pain on my face, and the table of the Eight Immortals was torn apart and shattered to the ground.

"Is this the so-called qi?

"Could it be that this is the strength of a strong martial artist?" Cheng Haonan was all dead, if this slap was not a table, but a person, what would happen?

He didn't dare to imagine.

"Master Feng is domineering!"

"Master Feng is really a generation of grandmasters!"

"As long as Master Feng is here, there will be no return for that bloody killing!"

Everyone was stunned by Feng Huihong's hand, fascinated by it, and impressed by it.

"How about it, Hao Nan, is Brother Hai okay with you, I invited a martial arts master like Master Feng for you, you don't need to have any worries!" Zhou Fuhai said smugly.

Cheng Haonan's face was full of black lines: "It's good for you, just say some cool words on the side, people are obviously here to kill you, but they want to push me out to be cannon fodder, with a backer like you, I, Cheng Haonan, have also reached the eighth lifetime of blood mold!"

"Hey, okay, I don't like to owe others, you saved my life, this time I have the right to repay the favor!"

Cheng Haonan sighed and said, "Then this time I will rely on Master Feng a lot, after the matter is completed, Cheng will definitely thank you!"

As he spoke, he beckoned to his subordinates, and immediately handed over a bank card and handed it to Feng Huihong.

"Master Feng, there are 50 million in this, and the remaining 50 million will be given after the matter is completed!"

This 100 million was originally the honorarium that Cheng Haonan was going to give to Chu Fan, but now it seems that it is not needed.

This time, the opponent is very powerful, he is a martial arts person who cultivates true qi, no matter how much Chu Fan can fight, he is just an ordinary person, how can he be the opponent of a strong martial artist?

Instead of wasting the 100 million on him, it is better to give it to Feng Huihong, as for Chu Fan, go back and give 50,000, 100,000 as the hard work tonight.

Cheng Haonan planned in his heart.

"Don't worry, it's on Feng!"

Feng Huihong was also not polite, let the apprentice take the bank card, and nodded with satisfaction.

Chu Fan has been beside him and has not spoken, it doesn't matter if he has money or not, now he is already the chairman of Tiansheng Group, and his net worth has exceeded 10 billion, so he naturally doesn't care about this 100 million.

This time, he was able to be invited, and he was completely interested in the killer organization of the Blood Killing World.

It's just that being robbed of business by this guy named Feng Huihong halfway made him feel a little unhappy!

Next, it is to carry out the deployment tonight, Feng Huihong has become the core figure without any suspense, and enjoys the power to deploy troops.

In his opinion, there is no need to arrange too many people here, just leave Cheng Haonan, Zhou Fuhai, and him and his two apprentices.

"Master Feng, how should my subordinates arrange?" Zhou Fuhai asked.

Although there is a master like Feng Huihong present tonight, and Cheng Haonan is taking the blame for himself, it can almost be said that it is foolproof.

But he always felt that his heart was still a little unsure, and he wanted to send more people over.

"Just let them stay outside the living room for the time being!"

After understanding Zhou Fuhai's thoughts, Feng Huihong was not reluctant, after all, he is the master, he is the guest!

"What about me?"

At this time, Chu Fan, who had been playing soy sauce, spoke lightly.

Cheng Haonan was stunned for a moment after hearing this, almost forgot about him, and hurriedly said: "Master Feng, Brother Hai, this Chu brother is really extraordinary, I specially invited him to help, or let him stay here?"

In this regard, Zhou Fuhai is a hundred willing, the more people he has, the more secure he feels, not to mention that Chu Fan is still a good master.

"Hey, didn't you let him die? I have already made it very clear what kind of existence the opponent is, once he really makes a move, it is not something that ordinary people like him can parry at all!"

Feng Huihong said with a look of disgust.

"This ......"

Cheng Haonan was slightly embarrassed, no matter what Chu Fan said, he also invited him to help him, so he couldn't continue to let him play soy sauce.

Seeing this, Chu Fan shrugged his shoulders and asked, "Feng ...... Feng Feihong, right?"

"Hmph, under Feng Huihong, it's not Feng Feihong!"

"Oh, it's the same, it's the same, you don't need to worry about my life and death, I don't care about the martial arts yet!"

"What?" Feng Huihong glanced at Chu Fan like an idiot, shook his head and sighed: "The young people nowadays really don't know the height of the sky, it's just outrageous."

"Well, since you want to die, then stay, but don't regret it!"

After speaking, he snorted coldly and ignored Chu Fan anymore.

"Hehe, regret? There has never been anything in this world that can make me Chu Jiuyou regret it, a strong martial artist, hehe, Long Aotian can't do it!"

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