The deep voice echoed in the private room, as if it was a wake-up call from death, which made everyone present feel excited. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Lost, what does it mean?

If it was placed before, this would just mean that the building rights that Yuan Ming and others wanted to win were completely in vain, and there was no possibility of competition.

And now, this is not what the two words mean by the loss, and the result is to add a pair of hands!

Even if it was Nighthawk's hand, it would be Yuan Ming's face!

If it was true that Nighthawk's hand was chopped off, and it would be spread out in the future, who would dare to cooperate with Yuan Ming and them? Who would dare to ignore Yuan Ming and them again?

This matter seems to have a small superficial loss to Yuan Ming, but in fact, it is Yuan Ming and others who are directly affected!

So no matter what, Yuan Ming must not allow Zhang Feng to do such a thing!

Zhang Feng didn't even look at Yuan Ming, he reached out and picked up the bone chopping knife on the table, and his eyes also looked at Nighthawk.

Nighthawk's old face twitched, his eyes turned red, and there was a look of unwillingness and anger in them.

After enduring it for so long, Nighthawk temporarily stopped fighting against Zhang Feng at the cost of embarrassment, the purpose of which was to study how to deal with Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng's powerful Nighthawk had long known it, and he also knew that it was definitely not an easy matter to deal with Zhang Feng.

After so much hard research, Nighthawk finally came up with this solution.

No matter how powerful Zhang Feng is, how can he see that there is a fake? This has always been the most common mistake a treasure connoisseur makes.

The superficial fakes may be visible to an experienced treasure connoisseur, and can be clearly distinguished.

After such a long period of research, Nighthawk has even studied a piece of gambling stone and wool counterfeiting, creating a new precedent for counterfeiting.

I thought that there would be absolutely no problems this time, and I would definitely be able to deceive Zhang Feng over.

But what he didn't expect was that this Zhang Feng was so powerful that he was able to check out all the fakes in the depths.

How could Nighthawk endure this huge blow, and how could he be willing in his heart?

This time, Nighthawk has already prepared a chance to avenge his grandson, as long as Zhang Feng loses his hands, it will be easier to kill Zhang Feng.

Everything was ready, but what I didn't expect was that now Zhang Feng was actually pressing on his Nighthawk's head again!

Hatred starts from the heart, anger comes from the side of the guts, Nighthawk only feels that his heart is trembling now, and he is full of anger, and he can't wait to start directly breaking Zhang Feng's corpse into ten thousand pieces!

Looking at the knife that Zhang Feng raised, Nighthawk's old face trembled even more, snorted coldly, and slapped the table fiercely.

"Zhang Feng, do you think that if you win now, you can let me obediently let you chop off my hands? For such a long time, I tried my best to kill you, and now you are still alive, even if the old man is incapable. ”

"For more than a year, the old man has suffered a lot, just to avenge you for killing my grandson's eye, but I didn't expect that now I still can't let you lose, okay, today the old man is fed up, so he will just die with you!"

With that, Nighthawk reached out and touched the watch on his wrist.

The watch is pitch black, which is completely different from a normal watch, and it does not show the time.

And in the middle of the watch, there is a red button, which looks like it should be used to control something.

Zhang Feng's pupils shrank, could it be that his previous guesses were all wrong, this Nighthawk didn't want to send someone to kill him at all, but dropped bombs around this private room?

If that's the case, then Zhang Feng won't be able to do anything even if he has any abilities.

He didn't believe his eyes could extinguish the power of a bomb.

Thinking about it, Zhang Feng's heart also burst out.

He really wanted Nighthawk to die, and he wanted Nighthawk not to pester himself.

But the idea of dying with the nighthawk, Zhang Feng has never had.

He is so young and has a great future, this is ruined in the hands of a nighthawk, Zhang Feng will definitely not accept such a reality!

As if seeing Zhang Feng's fear, the smile on Nighthawk's face became even stronger, and he reached out and pressed the button on his watch.

"Be careful, your floor is full of their people, and now there are three rooms of people coming towards you, about twenty-five or six!"

The sudden sound startled Zhang Feng, and Zhang Feng hurriedly turned his head to look behind.

Behind him stood Bingsheng and Zhang Erzhu, who were also turning their heads to look in the direction behind them.

In this way, it is only right that they all heard something at the same time, otherwise they would never have acted in such a uniform manner.

"Fuck, what are you looking behind you? Headphones, headphones, I'm talking to you with headphones, bunch of dumbass!"

Without this reminder, Zhang Feng had already forgotten about the headphones.

In this way, Liu Yun should have been paying attention to their situation, otherwise, how could Liu Yun provide them with information in such a timely manner?

There were people in a few rooms, which meant that the button in Nighthawk's hand wasn't a bomb controller at all, but something human!

As long as it wasn't a bomb, Zhang Feng's mood was much more relaxed.

If there are many people, then fight, then what is there to be afraid of!

Zhang Feng heard the sound of the headphones, and Bingsheng and Zhang Erzhu naturally heard it too.

Rub the waves!

Bingsheng reached out and pulled out the Shansheng on his waist and walked straight to the door.

And Zhang Erzhu didn't slack off, looked left and right, reached out and lifted a chair, and with a hard split with both hands, he actually split the chair into several halves, and in Zhang Erzhu's hands, there were also two more chair legs.

Yuan Ming and the others have already looked stupid, Zhang Feng is so powerful that they have already seen it just now, they don't even need to touch it, according to a pair of eyes, they can see through the conspiracy of the nighthawk, this is definitely a master among the masters.

But what Yuan Ming didn't expect was that one Zhang Feng was powerful enough, how could this Zhang Feng's subordinates be so powerful?

A woman who looks weak and can't help but be strong, and a big man who looks stupid and rude, these two people don't look like some powerful masters, right?

But just Zhang Erzhu's move just now has completely broken their understanding.

"Yuan Ming, Lu Zhiwen, are you a little too much? Do you know what kind of place this is? You dare to set up an ambush here, if this matter spreads, do you know what the consequences will be for you?"

No one thought that things would develop to such an extent, let alone Nighthawk, even Yuan Ming didn't expect it.

Yang Jianzhong is right, once this matter really spreads, then Yuan Ming and the others will not only face bankruptcy, but they will also have to bear the disaster of prison, and the consequences will be unimaginable.

But now that things have developed to such an extent, if they retreat again, won't they face the same consequences when they go out?

It's already broken jars, and it's too late to regret it!

Yuan Ming thought in his heart, he couldn't help gritting his teeth, his eyes became firm, he no longer had a smiling face, he put on a cold face, and reached out to take out a sharp knife.

Yang Jianzhong didn't expect Yuan Ming to come with a knife, and the shock on his face became more and more obvious.

Yuan Ming took out the knife, where did the others hesitate, Lu Zhiwen and the others took out the knife one after another.

"Boss, you can leave it to the two of us here, and the inside of the house will trouble you!"

Zhang Feng agreed, tightened the bone chopping knife in his hand, and stepped directly on the table.

Yuan Ming and the others glanced at each other, and they couldn't help laughing.

They have seen Zhang Feng's treasure appreciation ability, and it is indeed very powerful, and they can't admire it if they want to.

But this is only Zhang Feng's ability to appreciate treasures.

Do you still want to do it with them now? They are all soldiers, even if they haven't been used for many years, the foundation is still there, and it is not a matter of hand-to-hand capture for a Zhang Feng?

Thinking about it, several people were also relieved in their hearts, picked up the knife in their hands and swung it towards Zhang Feng.

Yang Jianzhong stood behind, his face was full of solemnity, and he reached out and took out his mobile phone.

"Can't let him call the police!"

Yuan Ming shouted angrily, got up and rushed in the direction of Yang Jianzhong.

But Yuan Ming hadn't taken a few steps before he felt a gust of wind behind him.

Before Yuan Ming could turn around, a sharp pain seemed to dry up his skull, and the pain made Yuan Ming feel so excited that he fainted directly.

Fast!

It's so fast!

Lu Zhiwen and the others didn't see how Zhang Feng moved, and Yuan Ming had already fallen to the ground.

You must know that Yuan Ming was a well-known free fighting champion in the past, very agile, and ordinary people were not his opponents at all.

Even if Yuan Ming doesn't practice for a long time, it shouldn't be easily solved by Zhang Feng, right?

Could it be that this Zhang Feng is not a fuel-efficient lamp, not only is his ability to appreciate treasures very strong, but even his skills are very good?

Lu Zhiwen and the others shook their heads in disbelief, how could it be, how could there be such an all-powerful person in this world?

If Zhang Feng was so powerful, why didn't Zhang Feng use it before?

Everyone thought in their hearts, and naturally hesitated to move.

They hesitated, but Zhang Feng did not hesitate, took a big step, walked in front of a few people in three or two steps, and the knife in his hand slashed directly at several people.

These people have been pampered for many years, and they have long been accustomed to that kind of life without any sense of crisis.

Now that Zhang Feng shot so quickly, they didn't even have any preparation at all, but in three or two clicks, they were directly slapped to the ground by Zhang Feng.

In the entire room, only Zhang Feng and the three of them were left, as well as Yang Jianzhong and Nighthawk.

Nighthawk's eyes stared at Zhang Feng coldly, and his figure involuntarily took a step back, his eyes glancing left and right, trying to find a way out.

"Don't look for it anymore, I want to break it off with you today, we've been entangled for more than a year, and it should end here, don't you say?"

"Hmph, Zhang Feng, don't think I'm afraid of you, it's all my people outside, I'll bring someone in after a while, you won't be able to run today!"

"Piercing the River Dragon!"

Zhang Feng hadn't heard this name for a long time, but he didn't expect that this little minion was still obediently being a dog by the side of Nighthawk.

If he had really heard the name Chuanjianglong before, Zhang Feng would really have to burst out a few times in his heart.

After all, Zhang Feng at that time was too weak, and a casual force was enough to scare and scare Zhang Feng.

But after such a long period of development, Zhang Feng seems to have grown into a behemoth.

Not to mention what kind of Jianglong is piercing, even a huge underground force like the Yuan family, isn't it also defeated by Zhang Feng, and the family is not famous?

Except for Yuan Meimei, who is on the run, who else has not been caught?

Even the Yuan family has been destroyed, and he still cares about a little dragon piercing the river?

Thinking about it, a smile couldn't help but appear on the corner of Zhang Feng's mouth, and he suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Nighthawk's hand.

Nighthawk didn't expect Zhang Feng to be so fast, and he wanted to resist, but it was already too late.

"Keep your hand!"

Zhang Feng shouted angrily, and the bone chopping knife also slashed at Nighthawk's wrist.