For Feng Dong's proposal, Zhou Chen naturally would not refuse, this is a win-win cooperation.

It's not that I don't care about what Feng Dong can bring to himself as the head of the Feng family, but at least the two of them now have a common enemy - Feng Fu; Kill him, and the hatred between himself and the Feng family will end. Feng Dong became the head of the Feng family, so he would not care about Feng Mingchao's killing, Feng Mingchao was a stain on his life, and he had long wanted Feng Mingchao to die.

"Tell me, how can I help you become the head of the Feng family?" Zhou Chen asked indifferently.

"If Feng Su is killed, the Feng family will definitely be in chaos; I'm just a side child, and I don't have anyone around me who can help me, so it's hard to become the head of the family. You can kill the two top masters of the Feng family, Han Bao and Uncle Qiao, and if you support me, you can deter the heirs of the Feng family. If you help me, I will swear here, and the Feng family will look at you in the future. Feng Dong looked serious and said in a firm tone.

"Okay, I promise you, now take me to find the wind floc."

Zhou Chen didn't care who would be the head of the Feng family, and he didn't care about what Feng Dong said that the Feng family would become his vassal; Since Feng Dong wants to be the head of the family and can help him clear the charge of being a murderer, he will help him be the head of the family.

"Feng Su is in the innermost room on the third floor, although there is no one guarding it, but Feng Xun's martial arts are very strong, are you sure that he will be killed in an instant? If it delays time and attracts the Feng family's guards, it will be troublesome. "What I said before was so resolute, but now that I really have to deal with Feng Fu, Feng Dong didn't have the slightest certainty, and asked with a worried face.

"How is his cultivation? How is Uncle Biqiao's cultivation? Zhou Chen asked.

"It's only up and down, and the old horseman can subdue a master like Uncle Qiao, and his cultivation will definitely not be weak." Feng Dong said with hatred on his face.

Feng Su's cultivation can be compared to Uncle Qiao, which really surprised Zhou Chen; If you don't know in advance, you are very likely to underestimate the enemy and be caught off guard by the wind. It's hard to seize this opportunity, if you don't kill Feng Fu, you have to be chased and killed by this thing.

Wealth and danger are sought.

Kill by surprise, and the master still doesn't believe that you can live.

Dry.

"Then I'm not too sure, it looks like I'll have to try."

The woman huddled in the corner was surprised to hear that the two were going to kill Feng Fu together; Although she has physical needs, Feng Su is already old, and she can't enjoy that feeling, so she and Feng Dong, who is her nephew, do **** things, but Feng Su is her man after all, and she is her backbone. If the wind is dead, then everything she enjoys now will be gone.

No way.

The two of them must not be allowed to kill the wind flocculents.

"Feng Dong, are you crazy? Feng Su is the head of the Feng family, he is your uncle, how can you unite with outsiders to kill your own uncle! The woman roared heartbreakingly.

Listening to the woman's shout, Feng Dong looked hideous, stretched out his hand to clamp the other party's neck, and threatened with a hideous low roar: "Bitch, if you don't want to die, it's better not to put your mouth on it; When Lao Tzu becomes the head of the Feng family, he may be able to let you enjoy your old age in peace; If you don't know what to do, don't blame Lao Tzu for ignoring the dew and letting you go to hell with that old thing. ”

The woman who was caught by Feng Dong's neck was so blue that she couldn't breathe, she had already rolled her eyes, Feng Dong suddenly let go of her hand and coldly threatened: "If you don't want Feng Dong's old puppet to die, you can go out and shout now; Hum...... If you let Feng Su know that you cuckolded him, your fate can be imagined. ”

Hearing this, the woman's panting voice became heavier, and her delicate body trembled, and she knew that from the moment she hooked up with Feng Dong, there was no way out.

Why can't I control the desires in my heart?

It's a big mistake.

Ignoring the woman's pain, Feng Dong picked up the clothes scattered on the ground, dressed neatly, and took the lead in leaving the room.

Zhou Chen didn't even look at the woman, doing such a thing that was unethical, it was really unsympathetic to such an end.

Led by Feng Dong, Zhou Chen was not as cautious as before, and he was safe and sound along the way; followed Feng Dong up to the third floor, and walked slowly towards the deepest part of the third floor. Standing at the door, Feng Dong looked around cautiously and whispered: "Feng Fu is in this room, but I don't have the door key, presumably he locked it inside, this door is very special, and it can't be opened without a key." If you kick on the door, you will find out. ”

"I'll try."

Zhou Chen took the hairpin from Zhao Xuan'er's hair again, **** keyhole, twisted it twice, turned the doorknob slightly, and the door was opened.

Feng Dong looked surprised, he didn't expect Zhou Chen to even know this trick.

No wonder you can touch the wind house.

Gently pushing open the door, the three of them flashed in one by one, and Feng Dong at the back carefully closed the door.

The room is very large, very luxurious, at least more than 200 square meters, it seems that Feng Su is a person who knows how to enjoy. It was pitch black inside, and the sound of a man's heavy breathing was vaguely heard on the bed, and Zhou Chen made a gesture to the two of them to stop moving. He walked alone towards the bed, put his hand on his waist, and slowly drew the dagger.

Just walk to the side of the bed and stab the dagger into the heart of the wind floc.

This old thing is done.

The steps were very light, the walk was very slow, and at a distance of three meters near the bed, Zhou Chen saw that there were two people lying on the huge bed, and the other was a woman, who couldn't see her appearance clearly, and snuggled in the arms of the wind and the snow. This time I came to kill Feng Su, Zhou Chen is not killing innocent people, no matter what the identity of this woman is, Zhou Chen doesn't want to affect her, so he can only wipe Feng Fu's neck.

Walking to the side of the bed, Zhou Chen held the dagger tightly, raised the dagger and stabbed it fiercely at Feng Su's neck.

At the moment when the dagger was raised and fell, Feng Fu, who was lying on the bed, suddenly woke up.

He is a good cultivator, and he has experienced fighting when he was young, even though he is more than sixty years old at this time, Feng Su is still very alert, and when he noticed that someone was sneaking attack, he did not hesitate and raised his arm to resist the past.

"Poof"

The dagger that slammed down was right in the arm of the stroke.

Feng Su barely paused, and his other hand quickly slammed out and slammed towards Zhou Chen's chest.

I didn't expect this old thing to be so vigilant, the dagger just stabbed the opponent's forearm, and found that the other party attacked instantly, knowing that the opponent's cultivation was comparable to Uncle Qiao, where did Zhou Chen dare to be careless, and immediately ran his internal strength to raise his fist to resist.

"Bang"

The fists collided, and both of them felt a strong force coming, Feng Su endured the pain in his arm, and he turned over and fell to the ground naked, staring at Zhou Chen coldly, and asked, "Who are you?" How dare you sneak attack the old man? ”

"Ask me who I am? Hum...... Didn't you always want to kill me? Who am I still being asked now? Zhou Chen smiled indifferently and said.

"Zhou Chen?" In the dimness, Feng Fu looked angry and roared hoarsely.

"It's the master, old thing, Feng Mingchao died at my hands, and you will die at my hands tonight."

Zhou Chen snorted coldly, his footsteps rushed suddenly, and the dagger in his hand stabbed towards the Fengfu Door.

Looking at the attacking figure, if it wasn't for the lights, you could detect the panic on Feng Su's face. Feng Mingchao was killed yesterday, Feng Mingchao's mother was grief-stricken, and today he finally drove his wife to another room to sleep, to comfort the woman who gave birth to a son, but he didn't expect Zhou Chen to kill him, and he also hurt himself.

was able to kill Uncle Qiao, Feng Su naturally knew that Zhou Chen's cultivation was not weak, and one of his arms was abolished, and his strength was greatly reduced.

If you don't call for someone, you'll be killed.

You can call someone to come, and the ugly things about yourself and your nephew and daughter-in-law will be announced to the public.

Although Feng Su had long known that many people in the family had guessed about their relationship with Feng Mingchao, but they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, then they wouldn't dare to chew the root of their tongue, and their prestige would exist; But if they see it, it's different.

What to do?

To call or not to call?

If you don't call someone, then you are very likely to be killed.

If you call someone, your reputation will definitely be ruined.

No, even if the reputation is discredited, you can't die in the hands of the other party, Feng Fu shouted lowly, his figure flashed quickly, slapped a palm on the wall next to him, and roared loudly: "Come on, come on, there are assassins." ”