"Well, this is our Mr. Zhao's territory, and he is in it. The leader sneered inwardly.

He couldn't wait to see Ling Yefeng kneeling on the ground begging for mercy.

"Wow! This is the luxury of a rich man!" Ling Yefeng looked at the towering building in front of him.

"Dangyang Hotel!" Ling Yefeng looked at the big words on it.

The interior decoration is very luxurious, and the mild warm lights set off the hotel even more high-end.

Many hostesses wore low-cut skirts and stood in front of the door to greet guests, with a very respectful attitude, for fear of upsetting the guests.

But Ling Yefeng was not interested in these at all, and he strode in.

"Stop, who are you!" Several bodyguards at the door had already seen Ling Yefeng's menacing appearance, and said threateningly.

But the other party obviously didn't eat this set, and Ling Yefeng rushed in without dodging, still holding an iron rod in his hand.

"Stop! I told you not to move! Don't you have ears!" the bodyguard hadn't finished speaking.

"Bang!" Ling Yefeng waved the iron rod mercilessly, and the bodyguard instantly fell to the ground, covering his bleeding head and wailing.

"I hear you. Ling Yefeng looked down at him, and then said, "So what?"

Arrogant!

The other bodyguards were stunned, although Dangyang International is not too famous in Yongchang City, but no one has dared to contradict them Dangyang International over the years.

Not to mention that there was still a person on the other side who single-handedly rescued and broke in.

"Damn! You want to come to us to do something in Dangyang, you are so impatient to live! Brothers, let me go together!" The other dozens of bodyguards saw that Ling Yefeng was extraordinary, and hurriedly rushed up.

"These days, giving away people's heads is so positive!" Ling Yefeng exhaled a breath of hot air, stretched his muscles, and said.

"Bang!" Ling Yefeng kept waving the iron rod in his hand, and every time he swung it, a strong man's bodyguard was knocked away.

Ling Yefeng was like the reincarnation of the god of war, and everywhere he passed, there was blood splashing, and the iron rod was like a gang of Sun Wukong's golden hoop sticks, going up to the sky and into the earth, beating all over the demons and monsters.

"Bang!" a bodyguard aimed at the opportunity and slammed his iron rod on Ling Yefeng's majestic back.

He thought that Ling Yefeng would definitely fall to the ground after being hit by him, but he was wrong.

"Huh?" Ling Yefeng turned his head suddenly, and the angry look in his eyes was enough to blind the bodyguard.

"Dare to sneak attack Lao Tzu!Die!" Ling Yefeng slapped a stick and stomped on him with one foot at the same time.

"Ahhh

"You guys aren't enough to see, hurry up and call your boss out, or I'll beat all the people in your hotel!" Ling Yefeng looked at the remaining three people and said with a wave of his fist.

The other three looked at each other, and they wanted to call their boss over, but now their boss was not in this hotel at all.

"Hurry up, or do you think you can beat me?" Ling Yefeng said angrily.

"Boom!" As he spoke, a dozen Audis and a dozen jeeps sped by and parked in the parking lot outside.

Seeing this, those etiquette ladies hurriedly ran over, for fear that Ling Yefeng would also take advantage of them.

"Yo! It seems that your boss is not here, but outside!" Ling Yefeng let go of the foot he was stepping on and walked out the door.

Outside the door, the gangster leader who came with him Ling Yefeng just now was saying something to the so-called Mr. Zhao.

"You're the one who spoiled me?" said a man in a mink coat with gold and silver jewelry, snorting coldly.

"That's right, it's your uncle and me!" Ling Yefeng smiled, looking heartless.

"Then we don't have anything to say. Zhao Wuliang touched himself and smoked a cigar, flicked the big gold chain, and said to the more than 100 bodyguards behind:

"Give him to me, get him to death!"

"Rush!"

"Hack him!"

......

In an instant, more than a hundred bodyguards on dozens of cars rushed towards Ling Yefeng one by one, and what was even more dangerous was that everyone was still holding a bright knife in their hands.

"Ahh

"Bang!" There was a loud sound, and in an instant, several bodyguards beat him up, and he didn't even have a chance to get close.

"Sigh......" Ling Yefeng picked up the knife on the ground and shook it hard.

"Ahh......h

"Bang!" Ling Yefeng's body flew out, instantly killing into the group of bodyguards.

God blocks and kills God, and Buddha blocks **, and no one can stop him at all.

"Damn! what kind of monster is this kid!" Zhao Wuliang swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said in a panic.

In the midst of the sword light and blood shadows of these few minutes, nearly 100 bodyguards fell to the ground, and the smell of blood filled the entire parking lot.

"Who else, come up with Lao Tzu!" Ling Yefeng's eyes full of murderous intent swept towards the remaining dozen or so bodyguards, and said in a low voice.

But this sound was like a death bell to them, and everyone, including Zhao Wuliang, was so frightened by Ling Yefeng that they didn't even dare to breathe.

"Boom!" Just as Ling Yefeng was killing here, a Rolls-Royce Phantom drove in.

Ling Yefeng turned his head and saw the familiar number plate......