The man's eyes were round, but the movements of his hands were stagnant, and he stopped hitting the edge of the eye sockets, but the expression on his face was distorted and abnormal, obviously he had received a huge blow and suffered a great pain.

Then a terrible howl came out of the man's mouth, and tears flowed from his eyes along with the man's screams. At this time, the man, holding his stomach, curled up on the ground, kept rolling back and forth.

Behind Bian Feng's car, a man stepped down from a Land Rover, came behind Bian Feng, glanced at the man lying on the ground, and gradually raised his arm. And where it landed, it was Bian Feng's shoulder, and the man's palm was claw-shaped, like the talons of a hunting eagle, and it seemed that its strength was extremely great.

If this claw grabs Bian Feng's shoulder, through its strength, Bian Feng will suffer great pain, heart-rending pain.

And Bian Feng, put his fist in front of his mouth, learned from the gunman to finish shooting, blowing his fist like smoke emitted from the muzzle, after glancing at the man lying on the ground, Bian Feng spat and said: "I warned you, it's really a toast and don't eat and drink, now it's comfortable! This person, you still have to be self-aware of your own strength, otherwise a person whose eyes are not bright and provokes someone he shouldn't provoke is destined to end badly." ”

After speaking, Bian Feng kicked the man away from under his feet and was about to get into the car, but as soon as the car door opened, Bian Feng heard a voice from behind him, the voice was a little vicissitudes, the vicissitudes of life were slightly heavy, heavy and energetic, and the content of the words was only two words: "Yes?"

These two words entered Bian Feng's ears, Bian Feng's face changed instantly, and Bian Feng said in his heart: Who is standing behind him, why didn't he find out, he didn't even hear the footsteps, when was he standing behind him?

"Who?" Bian Feng asked, then turned around to look behind him, but as a result, his body had just turned halfway, and he only saw the shoulders of the person behind him, not even the face.

Immediately afterwards, Bian Feng's shoulder was clasped by a hand, and there was a heart-piercing pain in his shoulder, and Bian Feng grinned in pain. Bian Feng could feel the power transmitted from the five fingers of the palm of his hand grasping his shoulder, this force was impossible for him to break free, unless Bian Feng was willing to cut off his entire arm.

Bian Feng would rather suffer great pain than lose his arm, and when he loses his arm, he thinks that he has become a disabled person, a disabled person, and everything he has now will be wiped out, and it has nothing to do with him.

"Ah, it hurts me, which grandson ....... Before he finished speaking, the pain in his shoulder intensified, and the painful Bian Feng was speechless, and beads of sweat the size of beans flowed down Bian Feng's forehead.

Bian Feng struggled to turn his head to look behind him, and at the same time, the pain in his shoulder made Bian Feng's whole person suffer in the sea of fire on the island. Bian Feng squeaked the teeth in his mouth, eager to bite the steel teeth in his mouth to replace the pain in his shoulder.

Slowly, little by little, he turned his head behind him, and before he could see the face of the person behind him, Bian Feng let out another miserable scream: "Hiss, ah!" This pain is the kind of pain that penetrates deep into the soul.

"I have to say, what you said is very right, this person must also have self-knowledge, otherwise, he is the one who suffers and suffers, are you right?"

Bian Feng listened to the words of the person behind him, the whole person's head returned to its original state, sweat was still flowing, Bian Feng endured the pain, his voice seemed a little weak, only to hear Bian Feng ask, "Who are you?"

"Who am I? You beat my men, who do you say I am?" the person behind him replied without thinking when he heard Bian Feng's question.

"Your men, you mean this waste lying on the ground?" said Bian Feng.

After Bian Feng said this, he saw that the person behind him just smiled coldly, but his hands were slowly strengthened, which made Bian Feng bitter.

"Ah....... Bian Feng felt another sharp pain in his shoulder.

"Waste? Who are you talking about? In my opinion, I'm afraid it's you who is the waste now!" said the person behind Bian Feng to the somewhat miserable Bian Feng.

"Who the hell are you? Don't you even dare to say what you are famous for?" After Bian Feng was in pain, he actually began to agitate the people behind him, in Bian Feng's mind, a person with such strength is definitely not an unknown person, if he really has no fame, it can only mean that this person is low-key enough, but in Bian Feng's opinion, the people under his hands are so high-profile, and the people behind him will not be low-key and not famous.

After speaking, Bian Feng obviously felt that the pain in his shoulder was slightly lighter, what does this mean, it means that the person behind him is just teaching himself a lesson, and he will not let himself break his arms and legs. But he has been subdued, and he is constantly suffering from the pain on his shoulder, which makes Bian Feng very depressed, this time is not short, what is going to happen!

The person behind Bian Feng heard the person who was subdued by him ask who he was, and the person behind him said without thinking: "If you want to know my name, you don't have that qualification yet." ”

"Hehe," but Ren Qiang, who was sitting in the passenger seat, laughed, stared at the front windshield, and did not say a single extra word from Ren Qiang's mouth, in order to see if the man could identify his position, so as to find himself sitting in the car.

"Who?" The person behind Bian Feng heard Ren Qiang's voice, looked left and right, except for the people who were watching him on the street, the rest were around him, filming his own people with his mobile phone, and did not find the owner of the voice, the man couldn't help asking.

As for why the man didn't find Ren Qiang, it was because Ren Qiang just laughed lightly, didn't speak superfluously, his voice was too short, and the man still couldn't distinguish Ren Qiang's position through this chuckle.

Through the man's questioning and not finding the man's figure, Ren Qiang knew that the man did not find his bearings, nor did he find that he was sitting in the car next to him. From this, Ren Qiang knew that the man was just a powerful person.

"I don't know if I have this qualification!" Ren Qiang still looked at the front windshield, but this time he added a few more words to the content of his speech, and the purpose was the same as before.

"Who the hell is it? Come out for me, don't pretend to be a ghost!" The man who grabbed Bian Feng's shoulder still looked at the people around him left and right, but he didn't look into the car, and he didn't think about it. Still didn't find the person who spoke, and the man said to Bian Feng: "Who is talking, saying!"

After speaking, he increased the force in his hand. Bian Feng once again felt the pain that penetrated deep into his soul.

Bian Feng gritted his teeth in pain and roared: "I thought he was a powerful person, and he couldn't even identify the source of the voice of the person who spoke, and it seems that he is nothing more than that, and he is not a famous person." Just by walking quietly, like a ghost, to carry out a sneak attack, what other ability do you have? Hmm? Let go of Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will let you fight you with one arm. ”

"Shut up, Lao Tzu doesn't have time to fight with you alone, tell Lao Tzu, who is talking, let him come out!" the man said to Bian Feng.

"Hehe, you don't even know where I am, so you want to fight with me, it's really interesting, it's so interesting! I've said enough, if you still can't find out where I am, I think you'd better go back to your mother's womb and develop again! Otherwise, what's the difference between you and a mentally retarded child. Ren Qiang was still sitting in the driver's seat and said to the man outside the window.

After speaking, Ren Qiang turned his head to look in the direction of the driver's window, Ren Qiang smiled and looked forward to seeing the strange face he wanted to see and the tone was bigger than athlete's foot.

This time, the man's realization did not disappoint Ren Qiang. After the man heard Ren Qiang's words, as soon as the words fell, the man lowered his head, looked in through the driver's window, and saw Ren Qiang at a glance.

In the eyes of the man, Ren Qiang has a resolute face, the top of his head is a short black and inch hair, there are developed muscles on his arms, and the whole person is leaning on the back of the seat.

Looking at it, Ren Qiang raised his palm and beckoned to the man outside the window.

Looking at Ren Qiang's actions, the man was angry, it turned out that this person was playing tricks on himself, except for being muscular, there was nothing extraordinary, the man was angry, and said to Ren Qiang: "Is it you who are playing tricks on me?"

"Hehe, it stinks, I ate this morning, didn't I wipe my mouth? It stinks so much! Hurry up and brush your teeth, rinse your mouth with mouthwash, and then come and worry about me!" Ren Qiang fanned his nose with his hand, with a disgusted expression on his face.

"Damn, you TM give Lao Tzu out. The man pointed at Ren Qiang.

Bian Feng, who was under the man, felt the slack in his shoulder, realized that this was an opportunity to get out, raised one foot, and kicked it backwards violently. Bian Feng cursed in his heart: Lao Tzu has the pain on his shoulders, Lao Tzu wants to take revenge by cutting off your children and grandchildren, so that he can solve the hatred in Lao Tzu's heart.

When the man was scolding Ren Qiang, he felt the movement of his subordinates, looked down at Bian Feng's arm, and saw that Bian Feng was struggling to pull out his shoulder, and one foot kicked under his crotch.

The man realized that if he took Bian Feng's kick firmly, even if he would not cut off his children and grandchildren, the pain would not be worse than the pain he let Bian Feng's shoulders endure. No, in order to avoid bearing Bian Feng's kick, the man withdrew his hand, and at the same time, his own body quickly stepped back.

Bian Feng's shoulders were liberated, watching his feet rub against the man's crotch, in addition to being unwilling, there was only unwillingness.

"TMD, this time it's cheaper, that kid, Brother Qiang will be angry for me. Bian Feng turned around, clasped his shoulders, and looked at the man standing two meters away from him.