"Kawashima-kun!"

There were still seven ninjas left, watching their leader being killed by these two mysterious figures who suddenly appeared, their eyes were cracking, and their expressions were hideous.

"Baga, kill them to avenge Kawashima-kun!" one person roared, and the remaining seven people held the long knife in their hands and killed Qin Feng and Yi Qianjun without fear of death, such a thing happened today, the leader was killed, even if they escaped, it would definitely be a death, it is better to fight now, killing these people can still have a glimmer of life to atone for their crimes.

Yi Qianjun was also red-eyed, seeing that the others did not flee but besieged him, and there was a look of excitement in his eyes, and none of these little devils remained.

At this moment, Yi Qianjun also noticed the blood feather in Qin Feng's hand, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he didn't ask much at this time, and turned around and walked towards the others.

One of the ground forbearance was easily solved by Qin Feng and Yi Qianjun together, although there were seven people left, but it was only three upper ninjas and four middle ninjas, in the eyes of ordinary people, such a lineup was strong enough, but it was really not enough for Qin Feng and Yi Qianjun.

Picking up a long knife on the ground, Yi Qianjun still struck into the crowd with a brazen momentum......

Qin Feng's footsteps were light, his body was drifting, and the lights at night were a little dim, his body was like a ghost, and every time he moved, he could take away a person's life, just like the god of death at night, even if this Hill was not afraid of death, the Japanese samurai trembled.

These people are all dead soldiers trained by the Black Dragon Society, but they are still timid in the face of powerful enemies who have no ability to fight back, but the consequence of cowardice is that they lose their lives faster......

"Bang dang. ”

Throwing away the long knife that was already stained with blood in his hand, looking at the corpse on the ground, Yi Qianjun smiled, looking a little hideous, but it was very pleasant, looking at the injured blood, there were enemies, and his own, he wiped it casually on his body, it seemed that he touched the wound just now, and grinned in pain, no one was afraid of pain, the reason why he didn't react just now was because he was too excited and didn't pay attention to it during the battle.

Compared to Yi Qianjun, Qin Feng was not so embarrassed, the battle took the light route, and killing the two upper ninjas and the two middle ninjas was just a piece of cake for him, but his breath was a little disordered, and after a little relief, everything returned to normal.

The two of them looked at each other and smiled, tonight's operation was quite successful, there were a total of thirteen people here, and none of them escaped, so it was rare to kill people in such a hearty way.

Glancing at the blood feather in Qin Feng's hand again, Yi Qianjun's expression finally showed a touch of shock, and his voice was a little strange: "Brother Qin, this is yours?"

Qin Feng smiled and nodded, although it was stained with blood, the blood feather was not stained with the slightest mountain, and with a flip of his wrist, the blood feather had disappeared in his hand.

"No wonder Brother Qin can have such skills at a young age, so ......" Yi Qianjun nodded clearly, his expression was full of admiration, and then smiled: "If my father knew your identity when he was in Jinan, maybe the result would be much better than you imagined......

Qin Feng became interested, "How do you say this?" Originally, when he fought with Yi Canghai, he had the intention of taking out the blood feather, after all, he had a better chance of winning, but he gave up after a little hesitation at that time, and when he heard Yi Qianjun's words, he vaguely guessed that there might be another layer of things that he didn't know.

That person had saved my father's life, if my father knew that you were the heir of that person at that time, as long as you said a word, it would not be as simple as the three hundred people who came to the East China Sea now.

I didn't expect that there was such a relationship in this, Qin Feng could only sigh in his heart, he didn't expect that his cheap master would have such a big face, but now that the matter is a foregone conclusion, there is nothing to regret, a Battle Spirit Hall plus a Yi Qianjun is enough for Qin Feng.

"Men should kill people, how can there be no wine to kill people, people have been killed, does Brother Qin have the nature to drink freely?" Yi Qianjun looked at Qin Feng and said with a heroic smile.

Qin Feng nodded, since Yi Qianjun had such a good interest, he should also accompany him.

In winter, the cold wind blows by the river, and it is already late at night, and no one will pass by.

Originally, Qin Feng thought that Yi Qianjun wanted to find a bar to drink, but this guy was bold enough, he found a 24-hour supermarket on the street, bought a few bottles of strong liquor, and went directly to the riverside with Qin Feng to drink.

"I, Yi Qianjun, have lived so much, except for someone my father has never admired, Brother Qin, you are the second, come and let's go one!" Yi Qianjun laughed, unscrewed the cap, there was no cup, and the liquor of more than fifty degrees blew on the mouth of the bottle, without frowning.

Qin Feng also smiled boldly, not pretentious at all, and learned from Yi Qianjun's appearance and blew on the mouth of the bottle, although he was not afraid of alcohol, but the taste of liquor of this degree was still very strong, with a pungent taste, and he almost got tears down, but he still held back, and after a few sips, he got used to this feeling, and the feeling of being hot in the stomach was drunk into it, and the body was also warm, but this feeling was very good at this time.

After drinking, the two big men threw the wine bottle into the river very undisciplinedly, and threw it far away with your strength, and after a long while, there was a grunt, and then continued to drink.

This way is that those massive drunkards don't dare to try it easily, but for Qin Feng and Yi Qianjun, it is a few pleasant, Qin Feng needless to say, a thousand sentences This guy has such a spirit, and the amount of alcohol is also amazing, and there is nothing to do with two bottles of liquor.

"Brother Qin, do you have any dreams?" Without any snacks, Yi Qianjun just pursed his lips and took a breath of cold air, looked at Qin Feng and asked, according to his thoughts, an extraordinary character like Qin Feng must have some special great revenge and ideals.

However, Qin Feng's answer was unexpected.

Glancing at the bright lights on the other side of the river, Qin Feng smiled indifferently: "A little rich man, and then ask for a few beautiful and sensible wives, this life will not be in vain......" This is indeed Qin Feng's ideal, he used to think like this, but now if you ask him what kind of ideal he has, it is really hard to say, and now he can only be regarded as a casual encounter.

Maybe since he gained some special abilities, he was destined to spend no more ordinary life in this life, and then he met his master Feng Feiyang, and he became the heir of the so-called king of killers, which is even more doomed to his life to spend peacefully and steadily.

The so-called greater the ability, the greater the responsibility, not to mention anything else, when the old man really retires one day, he must also inherit his share of responsibility, and then, just like him, kill those who should be killed, and pass on this identity by the way.

Although this is not his favorite way of life, but this is an unshirkable responsibility, more of a gratitude, to repay the old guy's gratitude, it can be said that everything he has now is given by him, and his only requirement is to pass on the name of the Emperor of Killers in his own hands, and it is also something that Qin Feng must do.

Originally, I thought that in the past few years, while the old man was still alive, I would have a comfortable life for a few years, but the last time I heard the words of Secretary Lin, my future father-in-law, in Mr. Lin's house, I had a feeling of awakening.

A man can have many women, but the premise is that he must have enough ability and achievements, and only by making enough achievements can he enjoy the life surrounded by red maples, otherwise how can he be favored by so many excellent women if he has nothing.

Drunk and lying on the knee of a beautiful woman is of course the pursuit of all that person, but there is a premise, that is, you must have the ability to wake up to the power of the world, and only by making some achievements can you have a beautiful woman with peace of mind.

Qin Feng had understood these before, but Lin Jianhao's words made him even more awake, at least now he is fighting for the goal that Secretary Lin has set for himself, half of the economy of the East China Sea, and mastering the entire southern underworld, and now everything he does is also moving in this direction.

Of course, although there are goals and ideals, for Qin Feng, he will not take it out and brag about it when he has nothing to do, no matter how great his ideal is, it is just a joke that makes people laugh when he says it before it is realized.

Hearing Qin Feng's words, Yi Qianjun also laughed: "Yes, although this ideal is a bit ordinary, I have to say that it is the pursuit of all men, but Brother Qin, you seem to have achieved it now, you are not short of money, and women are even more enviable, I don't know anything else, Sister Rose is definitely not something that ordinary men can have, and only a man like Brother Qin can be worthy of ......"

Qin Feng smiled indifferently, money and women are every man's pursuit, but people are greedy, and there will be too many men.

"Don't talk about me, let's talk about yourself, what is Brother Yi's pursuit?" Qin Feng asked with a smile, he was still a little curious about Yi Qianjun, as the only son of the Northern King, but the blatant reckless momentum on his body was very different from the kind of wind and clouds on the Northern King, which Qin Feng couldn't understand.

The smile on Yi Qianjun's face was somewhat restrained, and he changed to a solemn look, clenched his fists and said solemnly: "Defeat my father, and then inherit his status as the king of the north!"

Qin Feng was surprised: "Aren't you still the heir of the Northern King?" He knew that every generation of the Northern King was inherited, and now Yi Canghai had no apprentices, and Yi Qianjun now had such ability and talent, becoming the next Northern King was definitely expected, but now listening to his tone, it didn't seem to be the case.

"He said that he would not officially recognize my identity until the day I defeated him!" Speaking of this, Yi Qianjun's face flashed with a thick and resolute look, and he also longed for such a day as he said, even if he knew that this was just a means for his father to motivate him, but since he said so, he had never stopped fighting for such a goal.

Qin Feng sighed, Prince Jackie Chan, even if he could see that Yi Canghai was actually very satisfied with Yi Qianjun's achievements today, but he still set such a goal for him, it was just to further stimulate all his potential, which was a father's good intentions.

"I left home at the age of sixteen, sneaked into the Golden Triangle alone, and died in my hands The gang leader Poison Super Narcos has countless people, eight years later, when I thought I was strong enough, I returned to Jinan to challenge him, but I was defeated in just a hundred moves......" Yi Qianjun seemed to recall something, his expression was a little self-deprecating, and then pointed to the scar on his face, "This is what was left in the eight years, although it did not achieve the ultimate goal, but I am already very satisfied." ”

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