Who is Cheng Hai?

The eldest young master of the family is still the future successor of the family!

Now it's been scrapped by a hairy boy!

They can already imagine what a terrible scene it will be to get angry in the future!

Corleone, who had been sitting firmly in the Diaoyutai, also changed his face greatly, and shouted: "FK, stupid Huaxia, stop me!"

"Maigaro, what are you still watching, stop him for Lao Tzu!"

"Yes!"

A strong black man next to Corleone flew out, smashed his punch forward, and slammed into Lin Heng.

"Hmph!

Lin Feng's last kick landed on Cheng Hai's body, kicking this guy four or five meters away, and then dodged, avoiding the strong man's fist, and then, his right hand touched down.

"Whew!"

The blade of impermanence came out of its sheath and slashed directly through the neck of the strong black man.

Scarlet blood splattered.

The strong man covered his neck and swallowed a few times, and finally fell to the ground weakly.

One hit kills!

Kingly style.

Everyone's faces changed greatly, and the eyes that looked at Lin Heng also turned into horror.

This guy!

Terrible, right?

The muscles on Corleon's face twitched a few times, and he said in a cold voice: "It turned out to be a practitioner, I said why are you so rampant." ”

"But if you think that this will shock me Corleone, you would be naïve!"

"There are so many people in our Moriyama Party here, you are alone, what are you going to fight with us?!"

In the end, Corleone's face was hideous, and a murderous intent had exploded in his eyes.

"Killing you is as easy as slaughtering a dog, so where is the number of people?"

Lin Heng's expression was indifferent, and in his words, the meaning of contempt was unmistakable.

"Don't be ashamed, give it to me, kill him!"

Corleon slammed his hand.

Hearing this, more than a dozen members of the Moriyama Party below moved, and pulled out a watermelon knife with a sharp handle, like a tide, surging towards Lin Heng.

"There are quite a lot of people...... But you don't seem to know that Lin Heng likes to fight one against a hundred!"

Lin Heng showed an almost crazy smile, his face was full of fierce light, and the impermanence saber was clenched in his hand.

Followed by.

Lin Feng's figure was fleeting, like a streamer, rushing into the crowd.

The blade of impermanence swung in his hand.

Bright red blood splattered everywhere.

The wails and screams compose a beautiful melody in the silent night sky.

Sometimes, killing is an art, and other times, killing is a release.

When the throats of more than a dozen people in front of him were slit, Lin Feng's eyes were completely red, and the depths of his eyes were beating violently.

At this moment, he is like a beast, ferocious!

The rest of the Mori gang members trembled with fear, and a few of the timid ones had collapsed to the ground, urinating and feces.

Most of them are just gangsters, and it's okay to bully and bully ordinary people, but when they encounter a ruthless person like Lin Heng, they will stop eating in an instant!

"Come on, aren't you going to kill me?"

"A bunch of rubbish!"

Lin Heng laughed fiercely, with the blood on his body, he was violent and ferocious at this moment!

No one dared to respond, and no one dared to step forward.

However, as the boss of the Moriyama Party, Corleone's psychological quality is still quite hard, and after swallowing a mouthful of saliva, he said quietly:

"Very good, Lin Heng, you are very good at fighting, but do you know what era it is now?"

"If you can fight again, can you be more powerful than a hot weapon? It's not like I haven't seen you so good before, but that person was shot, and now the grave grass is three meters high!"

"You killed so many of my people today, if you don't give me an explanation, I will definitely let you not get out of this place!"

At the end, Corleone slammed his glass.

Several men in black suits stepped out from behind, with pieces of black cloth in their hands and something with a swarthy handle inside.

Needless to say, this should be a thermal weapon.

As Corleone's superpower in Los Angeles, it makes sense that there are some thermal weapons.

"Huh?"

Hearing the hot weapon, the corners of Lin Heng's mouth hooked slightly, revealing a sneer: "What's the matter, are you threatening me?"

"So what?" Corleone sneered fearlessly: "You killed so many of my brothers, if I don't kill you, I, the boss of the Moriyama Party, will have any face in Los Angeles in the future!"

"Hehe, then do you think that I will definitely be afraid of hot weapons?" Lin Heng smiled undiminishedly.

Corleone snorted coldly and said coldly: "You dare to pretend to be forced when you are dying, I want to see if you have any way to dodge this hot weapon!"

Moment!

The man in black raised his right hand, and several hot weapons were directly aimed at Lin Heng.

Lin Heng didn't have the slightest fear, and looked at Chen Gu indifferently: "I advise you, it's best not to do this, otherwise I will make your death ugly!"

Chen Guwan was furious and shouted violently.

"Boy, you're looking for death! Do it, kill him for me!"

The man in black moved when he heard the sound, and the sound of a "click" bullet loading sounded.

It seemed that in the next second, the bullet would burst out.

Lin Heng sneered in his heart, and suddenly recited a few times silently.

“5！”

“4！”

“3！”

“2！”

“1！”

When the last sound fell, the corners of Lin Heng's mouth were hooked, revealing a playful smile.

"Corleon, don't you want to compare thermal weapons? Then I'll show you what a real thermal weapon is!"

"Cold Teeth!"

"Kill!"

Lin Heng shouted violently, resounding throughout the dock.

Corleon's eyelids jumped, and he just wanted to give the order to open fire and kill Lin Heng.

But it was too late.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

A few muffled voices pierced the sky.

The men in black didn't even understand what was going on, they were shot through their heads, and blood splattered out along with their brains.

The scene was bloody to the extreme.

Corleone's face was shocked, and he said in horror: "Gun...... You...... You...... How can you have ......"

Lin Heng sneered, and rushed in front of Chen Gu, and the impermanence saber was also against his neck.

"Originally, you didn't have to die, but there is an old saying that is very good, if you don't die, you won't die, remember, in the next life, never mess with Lin Heng's man!"

"Let ...... go" Chen Gu still wanted to beg for mercy.

But Lin Heng didn't give him the slightest chance, and he moved impermanently.

"Whew!"

A splash of red flew out.

Corleone clutched his bleeding neck and looked at Lin Heng, his eyes widened to the maximum, and his eyes were full of fear.

"Die!"

Lin Heng said indifferently, then withdrew impermanence, picked up a rag next to him, and wiped the blood stains on it.

"Poof!"

This gangster who has been entrenched in Los Angeles for more than ten years, after a few stalks, completely collapsed in a pool of blood and lost his breath.

(End of chapter)