Just as Dong Wenfeng had just entered the dark room, he heard the Dongying guards outside break into the room outside the door, and Dong Wenfeng's eyes lit up angrily. I thought to myself, it's just in time, and I can solve it one by one while it's good.

"Where's the people?" said one of the guards outside the door, speaking in the tone of a serial officer to a corporal.

Dong Wenfeng didn't hear these Dongying guards speak, he secretly thought in his heart that these Dongying devils were really stupid. There is obviously a secret door, and they are still asking me about my whereabouts, and I can still fly out of thin air.

"Team Leader Zhu Sheng, could it be that Dong Wenfeng has entered the secret room?"

One of the guards woke up the dreamer with a word, this secret room was a special place to hold Murong, and they didn't know it. But this secret room is made of melted gold, and it is impossible to open it without a special key, how can Dong Wenfeng, a stinky boy, open it.

The guard named Zhu Sheng's team leader still had to gather in this secret room, and at this moment, Dong Wenfeng was obviously hit by a bullet, he couldn't hide without a trace like he had wings.

Dong Wenfeng behind the door had already taken all the measures.

If they really dared to come in, then they had to blame themselves for finding death, Dong Wenfeng had already prepared to kill.

I saw the shadow of a knife shining directly through the candlelight on the candlelight, and Dong Wenfeng followed the shadow on the tip of the knife to see a fat Dongying warrior walking in tremblingly. He was obviously a little scared, the darkness inside was full of all the complexities, and he probably didn't know the next moment

The brain on the head is still not on the body. But Zhu Sheng Changyuan had to listen to his words, maybe he would have to sacrifice himself for the Yamato nation.

Sure enough, before the samurai could take a step in, he saw a drop of blood fall from his hand, which was from his own body.

But he didn't feel the slightest pain, if he bleed, he would definitely feel pain, but he didn't feel the slightest pain.

Because only dead people have no consciousness, Dong Wenfeng's knife technique is very ingenious, he can go down with one knife and let you die without any consciousness at all.

Perhaps this is Dong Wenfeng's uniqueness, or maybe it is also a little kindness from his great compassion. It is much more noble than the methods of torturing people.

Zhu Sheng Changyuan shook, but he didn't expect that before he saw Dong Wenfeng's figure, one of his subordinates had already fallen silently in front of him, maybe this slaughtering knife would also be inserted into his chest soon.

Zhu Sheng Changyuan was still a little scheming, and he realized that his subordinates had slowly become frightened and panicked when they witnessed Dong Wenfeng's awesomeness. This is not a good thing for Zhu Shengchang. If Dong Wenfeng really kills, I believe that he will be the first to die. If these Dongying warriors swarmed up, maybe they still had a chance to win.

Zhu Sheng Changyuan casually pulled out a short man who was hiding at the back, Hmph, the more scared you are, the more I let you go. It's better not to live too long for the shame of a Toei samurai like you!

The long knife in the hand of the short Dongying warrior had just reached in, and the blade had been cut in half, and no one could see how Dong Wenfeng cut it.

There is such a powerful kung fu in the world, and the blade is broken in two in an instant, and it is still invisible.

Could it be that Dong Wenfeng is a god or a man?

Zhu Shengchang was originally angry, hey, what is this stinky boy doing standing in front of the door, why don't you go in?

Zhu Sheng Changyuan looked at this short warrior's blade after it broke, he was originally angry, but later saw that this short man did not fall down immediately, could it be that Dong Wenfeng spared him? Or Dong Wenfeng has made some mistake, it seems that he must have been shot in the arm, and he must be in pain at this moment, and he fainted.

He motioned to the other subordinates to push the short samurai just now, but he didn't expect that the short samurai was as solid as a rock, as difficult as moving a mountain.

Zhu Sheng Masahara also felt a little strange, and he cautiously came to the short samurai, and saw that he was motionless. Zhu Sheng Changyuan pinched the short man's mouth, and saw a pool of blood flowing down from his mouth, and it had all flowed into Zhu Sheng Changyuan's hands at this moment.

Zhu Sheng Changyuan was shocked, and before he could react, he saw a force like the wind sucking him into the dimly lit room.

Dong Wenfeng's blade was already on his neck, and if Dong Wenfeng came over one centimeter more, Zhu Sheng Changyuan's head would have already hit the ground. And Zhu Sheng Changyuan didn't dare to move recklessly, for fear that Dong Wenfeng would cut a hole in his body without long eyes.

"Mr. Dong, spare your life!" Zhu Sheng Changyuan pleaded bitterly, his body shaking like chaff.

"If you move again, my knife really won't have eyes!"

In order to deliberately intimidate him, Dong Wenfeng brought the dagger in his hand a little closer, and it was already close to Zhu Sheng Changyuan's neck, perhaps a thin mark had been cut out.

Suddenly, a fishy smell of urine came to my nose, but I didn't expect Zhu Sheng Changyuan, a big man in his fifties, a big man who had experienced strong winds and waves, to be scared out of urine by Dong Wenfeng's intimidation.

But the saddest thing is Dong Wenfeng and Murong, Murong may still be in a coma, it doesn't matter, but being by Zhu Sheng Changyuan like this simply tarnished Murong's makeup. And Dong Wenfeng has always been particular about acting, but he didn't expect a big man in front of him to be scared out of pee in front of him, it seems that he knew this for a long time, and Dong Wenfeng didn't have to make this joke.

At the other end of Dong Wenfeng, the three of them, Green Hair, White Eyebrow Dao Chang, and Xiao Meng came to the cabinet in the corridor of the winery, and at this moment, a figure flashed over.

It turned out to be not a bystander, but an obese man with a body of more than 200 pounds, who was Tanaka Ronghua. I saw a pair of small eyes in the bulging fat on his face, like two small briquettes embedded in the dough by a naughty child. He has a short, thick nose with nostrils slightly tilted upward, a bit of a provocative and mischievous taste.

Tanaka Ronghua's biggest feature is his ears, those two strange ears that attract the wind, if they encounter wind and sand, they can use it to cover their eyes.

His body looked muscular, and his small arms were as fat as floating logs. There is also a pair of short chubby thighs, wearing fat pants, like two upright round pillows.

Green hair couldn't help but laugh when he saw such a person as if he was fat, this person was not good-looking, but he had an uncontrollable self-confidence.

It seems that Tanaka Ronghua is ready to teach Dong Wenfeng a good lesson, but he didn't expect that he would find it very difficult to walk by himself.

The white eyebrows are not as optimistic as the green hair, but he feels that this Tanaka Ronghua is the most difficult master.

Maybe it's not just that he has a huge background, maybe there's also an ulterior secret...