"Oops! This hand is shaking, why did you miss it and shoot someone!" said the boy, pretending to be very embarrassed.

But as long as there were people with long eyes present, they could see that he must have done it on purpose.

How can there be such an incredible coincidence, just shoot at the heart and shoot at will?

Ling Yefeng leaned down, touched the warrior's carotid artery, snapped his eyes, and then casually pricked him with a few stitches.

Then, he slowly stood up, looked up at the boy, and said coldly:

"When we're blind, are we so accurate when we miss?

And what the hell are you doing?"

Before that boy could speak, the doglegs beside him couldn't help but stand up and scold Ling Yefeng, saying:

"What the hell are you, how dare you talk to our boss like that!"

"That's it, if you want to die, we'll send you down right away!"

......

The group of subordinates said loudly, not taking Ling Yefeng in their eyes at all.

"Damn! You guys are fucking green onions! Dare to talk to our brother Ling like that!"

"That's it, do you know who our Brother Ling is! I think it's you who wants to die!"

......

Dangyang's group of brothers couldn't help but scold each other one by one.

But Zhao Wuliang was unusual, and raised his hand to stop them.

"Boss, this person is too arrogant!"

"Yes! Dare to insult our Brother Ling! We can't swallow these few breaths!"

The brothers were indignant.

But Zhao Wuliang turned his head and scolded them, saying:

"Shut up Lao Tzu, don't fucking cause trouble for Lao Tzu!"

Dangyang's brothers were instantly silent one by one, and they didn't even dare to say a word.

The boy brother walked in front of Ling Yefeng and them very calmly, with a contrived face, and said, "Oh, this person is dead, it's really troublesome, you're his brother, right?"

After speaking, without waiting for Ling Yefeng's answer, he took out a check from his pocket, wrote a line of six numbers very casually, threw it to Ling Yefeng, and continued:

"This money should be regarded as my consolation money, and it should be regarded as an apology to this dead brother!

If you can't find it, it doesn't matter, bury him, and the rest will be your luck. ”

Furious!

It's so rampant!

Obviously he deliberately killed someone, but he still pretended to be indifferent, as if in his eyes, a life can be exchanged for money!

That boy thought that Ling Yefeng would take the check immediately, and then he was ecstatic, eager to kneel down and thank himself.

But he was clearly wrong.

Ling Yefeng didn't even look at the numbers on the check, he said expressionlessly, "Lao Tzu has nothing to do with him. ”

Although it was unexpected, the boy still waved his hand and pretended to be chic: "It's okay, it's okay to give it to you, get him away quickly!"

Although he pretended to be chic, Ling Yefeng could still see the deep disgust hidden in his eyes.

"Hurry up, Lao Tzu is not rare for your stinky money. Ling Yefeng said very unhappily.

These boys really think that everyone likes the money in their pockets.

The child's expression froze instantly, he forgot how long it had been since he had spoken to him like this, the last person who talked to him like this, his grave grass should be one person taller, right?

"Boy, do you know who our boss is? Give you money, that's to give you face! Hurry up and carry this dead man away! It's too much of an eyesore!"

"That's right! I don't look like you have anything to do with this dead man, hurry up and get the money bastard! If you dare to pretend to me here again, be careful of your life!"

......

The subordinates around him shouted that they hadn't looked at Ling Yefeng at all.

"Take your check, get out of here as far as you want!" Ling Yefeng said coldly.

"What! boy, you're dying, aren't you?"

"Do you know who our boss is? In Donghai City, how many people dare to talk to our boss like this! Are you too short of life?"

"I don't care who you are!How many stinky money are there?" Ling Yefeng replied coldly.

"Yohe, you don't think you have enough money, do you?" said the boy who didn't laugh angrily.

"No!" Ling Yefeng squatted down, picked up the check, tore it up, and said as he tore it back:

"I think your money is dirty! Your personality is even dirtier!"

As soon as these words came out, the boy's face instantly couldn't hang up.

"Will you tell me to try it again?" said the boy Brother Wen angrily, his hands clenched tightly together, and the anger in his eyes was self-evident.

His men even surrounded him, looking like they were about to start a fight if they didn't say a word.

But at this time, Zhao Wuliang's people also quietly surrounded them.

"I just said it!" As soon as Ling Yefeng became angry, this person was probably inseparable from tonight's incident, otherwise he would not be in a hurry to kill this person.

"For your sake, I'll tell you again!" Ling Yefeng shouted:

"You're very, dirty, get out of here!"

Suddenly, the smell of ** on the field became stronger and stronger, as if it would be detonated at any time.

The boy slowly raised his hand, and was about to make a move.

Everyone on the field held their breath at this time, clenched the guy in their hands, and prepared to get started.

Suddenly, at this moment, Yang Shiyu pulled Yang Zixuan, walked behind Ling Yefeng, pointed at the son-in-law and shouted:

"Hurry up and stop me!"

"Huh. The boy brother motioned to his subordinates to put down their weapons, and at the same time looked up and down Yang Shiyu and Yang Zixuan's delicate bodies with that greedy gaze, and then said with great satisfaction:

"Why are you here?

In an instant, Ling Ye Feng's eyes widened.

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