"Okay, he'll do whatever you want!" Song Jichang said slowly.

No one expected that after Song Jichang finished speaking, the first person to stand up was the tyrant "Zuo Baofeng":

"Big brother, Yu Yao was saved by him, and it is immoral for us to abandon him like this!"

Song Jichang seemed to think about it, and said slowly: "Since ancient times, killing people to pay off debts and paying off debts, he injured Wang Yehui, and we have to give Wang Lao an explanation." ”

"Dad, why did you treat Du Feng like this, he is my benefactor, why do you say that, do you know that it will kill him. Song Yuyao jumped out and said with red eyes.

"Yu Yao, go find your brother, I'll solve it here. Song Jichang touched Song Yuyao's hair, and spoke a little softly.

At this time, a young man walked out from behind Song Jichang, the young man was more than one meter eight tall, and his body was well-proportioned, and he had more tenacity than the big men around him.

"Yu Yao, come to me. Song Yue opened his arms and said softly.

"Brother!" Seeing the young man, Song Yuyao immediately pounced like a wronged child.

The young man first hugged Song Yuyao, then squinted at Du Feng, then stroked Song Yuyao's head, and said softly, "It's okay." ”

"Brother, please beg Dad! Du Feng, he only made a move because of me. Song Yuyao's face was already raining.

She never thought that her good birthday would become like this, nor did she think that she would harm Du Feng because of it. She cried bitterly trying to grasp the last straw and finally save Du Feng's chance.

Yu Yao is obedient and believes that Dad will not harm him. ”

"What won't hurt him! He will die, do you know?" Song Yuyao almost shouted.

No one will pay attention to the emotions of a little girl, Song Yue will not, Song Jichang will not, and Wang Jingcheng, who is angry, will not.

Wang Jingcheng leaned on the crutches just now and said, "Thank you, helper", and then came to Du Feng surrounded by a kind of people and horses.

"You hurt one of my grandson's arms, and I'm going to take your shoulders off yours too, and I'm going to keep those legs for interest. ”

"Du Feng!" Song Yuyao shouted.

Du Feng smiled slightly and gave Song Yuyao a reassuring look.

In fact, he didn't point to Song Jichang at all that he could protect him, compared to falling out with the gang elders, it seemed that there was no loss in abandoning himself who he didn't know. And in some ways, it can be understood that Wang Jingcheng has given in.

I have never heard of wolves being sad about the death of a sheep, and in their hearts the life of a man is as cheap and cheap as rotten vegetables on the street.

But is Du Feng really a sheep?

Have you ever seen a sheep tear a pack of wolves apart? He's a wolf through and through, a wolf king in sheep's clothing.

Facing dozens of black-clothed men, Du Feng stood in place unmoved.

"Young man, the old man admires your determination, but you have to be responsible for what you have done. Wang Jingcheng's dry hand clenched suddenly.

"Abolish him!" Wang Jingcheng said sharply.

The people around received the order, and more than a dozen big men picked up a long knife and rushed forward, and the light of the knife reflected bursts of killing intent in the dim light.

"If you want to abolish me, see if you have the ability!" Du Feng laughed wildly.

At this time, the manor was completely silent, Song Yuyao was hugged by Song Yue and got into the car, and the good sound insulation effect of Rolls-Royce made Song Yuyao's cry completely unhearable.

And the rest of the people were a hundred meters away quietly watching the upcoming massacre in the corner.

That's right, what is about to happen is indeed a massacre, nothing more than the slaughter of a wolf against a flock of sheep.

The knife slashed over, and Du Feng dodged away.

The whistling of the blade, the roar around him, constantly stimulated the wildness in the depths of his soul.

The show begins!

I saw Du Feng turn into a phantom, and this speed was already much faster than the speed that he had just dealt with the young man.

Coupled with ferocious punches, every move and style hits the vital point of the person.

A big man found the opportunity, raised his long knife and was about to head towards Du Feng's door.

But where would Du Feng give him a chance, a return hand to vent the strength of the person who was fighting, and a Tai Chi push hand, with a hard foot. The man slid straight to his side.

I heard the sound of a knife wandering through the flesh. Then there was a scream from the big man.

Du Feng's hand directly used the big man as a meat shield and resisted this knife.

"Thank you!" Du Feng teased.

These people are not the elite of the Wang family, and when they saw that they had cut the wrong person, they immediately drew their knives and attacked Du Feng again, not caring about their companions at all.

Song Yuyao's best friend behind Du Feng had already been sent away by Yang Tianyu, leaving only the lonely Chen Yi, who was stupidly stunned, as if he was scared stupidly.

Facing the big man who rushed again.

Du Feng grabbed the wrist of a big man with his backhand, and with both hands, he forcefully "click!" The sound of bones shattering came. The big man snorted in pain. The knife fell to the ground.

Du Feng lifted the knife, and the killing intent on his body became heavier.

He didn't want to do anything, especially with a knife, but now? Not doing it means that he will probably never see his family again.

Family, the word that I have been praying for for a long time, how difficult it is to get, how can I let myself go easily!

"Kill!"

The swing of the long knife is also like the reincarnation of Shura.

A knife is just a knife, and a big man is immediately in the end. Then the long knife waved like a silver butterfly, waving through the crowd.

Pools of blood formed under the long knife, and the puddles of blood slowly turned into a stream, leaving under Wang Jingcheng's feet, and his heart, which had long been ancient and waveless, set off waves like turbulent waves.

This man can't stay! He must die today.

Wang Jingcheng, who has been in the rivers and lakes for most of his life, immediately realized that the man in front of him was not ordinary, let him go today, and one day he would die in his hands in the future.

It was a decision-making effort, and there was no one standing on the field except Du Feng.

The murderous man just now fell to the ground, rolling on the ground with his wounds covered, and there was a wail.

Some of them couldn't roll, so they could only look at their wounds, broken arms, and gasp for breath.

Du Feng was also a little overdrawn in his physical strength, leaning against a tree and panting heavily. The body is blood-red, some of it is someone else's, and some of it is your own blood.

This body still couldn't stand such a high-intensity fight, Du Feng felt his body with the knife in his hand. Relying on the future training method, although my body recovers quickly, there is still a lot of gap from before.

If it is the body of the king of soldiers in the previous life, not to mention more than a dozen big men, even the world-ranked fighting masters can deal with it empty-handed. Don't say you're so unbearable now.

"I admire you, young man, but it's time for our game. I don't want your limbs, I want your dog's life!" Wang Jingcheng said with red eyes.

After Wang Jingcheng finished speaking, he raised a Browning pistol.

The Browning is a bit old, and although the paint is off, it is very well maintained. This is the trophy he went to the battlefield back then, he has always kept it by his side, he has saved his life countless times, and he will carry it in his arms wherever he goes. I still wear it today.

The remaining big men around him took out their pistols from their arms and pointed them at Du Feng.

"There were people who pointed guns at me like that, but they all died in my hands. Du Feng stared at Wang Jingcheng's cloudy eyes calmly.