Chapter 142: A Fatal Blow

After glancing at Zhang Feng, I immediately fell on the ground and vomited loudly. I felt so uncomfortable that I felt like I was going to die. Then there was a great pain, and my stomach began to tumble more violently.

And at this time, Zhang Feng's face was so ugly that he was almost about to cry. After retching a few times, Zhang Feng began to take off his shirt and wipe his face vigorously. Then he threw away his shirt. Also bent over and retched like me.

Seeing Zhang Feng so embarrassed, all the brothers around him ran over to wipe his face. Looking at his gaze, he was still a little disgusted, "Brother Feng, I have facial tissues here, do you want it?" ”

"Brother Feng, I'll go buy a wet wipe and wipe it well, it's too disgusting."

Ignoring them, Zhang Feng just vomited vigorously. Then he took out a shredded piece of meat from his hair, and really threw it up with a bang.

Seeing Zhang Feng vomiting, I couldn't help but whisper to him. "If you let me go, you won't let go, vomit ......"

Vomiting pale, Zhang Feng quickly straightened up and looked at me angrily. Wang Lin and Yang San also ran over, and took their brothers to persuade him, "Brother Feng, have you really completely surrendered to the elephant?" Don't fall for the master, elephants are not good people. It's better to leave it at that. If you stab Wang Yang, something will happen to you. Why bother......"

"Nosy." Suddenly, Zhang Feng looked coldly at Yang San, who was surprised. And Yang San kept regressing, and glanced at his stomach in surprise. Then, tears continued to flow from his eyes, "Brother Feng, why are you doing this to me?" ”

"Because you're a waste, I don't need a waste like you."

"Third brother!"

With a loud roar, Wang Lin hugged Yang San hard. And Yang San's clothes were already wet, and more blood kept soaking his clothes and flowing on the ground.

Seeing Yang San's dying appearance, Wang Lin's eyes were red and he began to cry. Then, he couldn't help but look at Zhang Feng viciously. "Brother Feng! Why! Why are you! ”

"Because, you're all rubbish." Looking at the knife in his hand, Zhang Feng's body exuded a compelling coldness.

"Hehe, we're waste?" Crying, Wang Lin laughed again.

"Yes, I used to be nice to you guys, because I think you still have some use. However, I just feel that you are waste of waste. You're all too weak, and you're all useless. Keep you. It will only affect the status of my eldest brother. And the master has already told me that I can throw away two flags appropriately. These two chess pieces are you. You are no longer my Zhang Feng's brothers. ”

After listening to Zhang Feng's words, Wang Lin thought about it and put down Yang San in his hand. Then, he looked at Zhang Feng expressionlessly and asked, "Brother Feng, you said we are not your brothers anymore?" ”

"Yes, my Zhang Feng's brothers are all outstanding bastards. Only if you are ruthless enough can you be qualified to be my Zhang Feng's brother. You're not ruthless enough. ”

"But have you ever thought that I, Wang Lin, spent a lot of money on you!" Wang Lin suddenly roared.

"So what? Are you rich now? Besides, I seem to be richer than you, right? During the days of following the elephants, I didn't know how comfortable I was every day. Want me back? Just go back and get it from me. As long as I become the eldest brother of the second middle school. I'll have more money on my fingers. If you are played by him and play the emotional card with me, you can only die if you betray the elephant! ”

"Zhang Feng, will I grass you!"

With an angry roar, Wang Lin suddenly rushed towards Zhang Feng. And his anger carried a powerful momentum, and the whole person brought a gust of wind to pierce Zhang Feng.

However, just when he was about to meet Zhang Feng, his whole person suddenly turned. Then, frowning, he saw a long gash on his shoulder.

"Fight with me, you're still a little tender, aren't you?" Looking at the cold light in his hand, Zhang Feng's eyes suddenly froze, "From today onwards, I am the eldest brother of the second middle school." You, depose Wang Lin for me! ”

With Zhang Feng's order, the bastard black he brought rushed to Wang Lin. And Wang Lin and Yang San also brought a lot of brothers, and they all roared and rushed towards Zhang Feng's brothers.

Just while vomiting, I watched the scuffle between the three heavenly kings and felt very ironic.

Ye Yihang, the three red sticks, the four heavenly kings, how brilliant were they in the past?

And remember when I joined their union, how shocking was the scene of them working together to fight against the three middle schools?

And now, everyone has changed. Because of power and wealth, Zhang Feng became worse. He forgot how the elephant had forced him to bark as a dog. He also forgot how good he used to be with Wang Lin and Yang San.

If their own people are not united, even the enemy looks down on them. Is power and wealth really the most important things in the world? Is it for the sake of money and power, a person can reach the point where his six relatives do not recognize him, and everyone betrays his relatives and leaves? And he has lost everything, he has lost even his own heart. What's the point of him getting those ethereal things?

Seeing Wang Lin fighting Zhang Feng while crying, his clothes were constantly cut out by Zhang Feng.

Gradually, Wang Lin's injuries became more serious, and his blood flowed more. Suddenly, he knelt down in front of Zhang Feng with a puff, "Brother Feng, I already know that I am wrong." Please, change back to the old Zhang Feng. Ask for money, I'll go home and steal it for you. If you want power, Yang San and I are desperate to help you. I won't help Wang Yang anymore, I beg you to change back to the previous Zhang Feng. After speaking, Wang Lin burst into tears with a puff in his mouth.

Just looking at Wang Lin's crying and crying, Zhang Feng couldn't help but sneer, "I'm just begging for mercy now, I'm afraid it's too late, right?" Don't think I don't know, you can't beat me to beg for mercy. You want to trick me into revenge for the time being, do you think I'll give you this chance? ”

"Brother Feng!" Wang Lin cried even more, begging to kneel on the ground to look at him.

"Those who follow me prosper, and those who oppose me die!" I, Zhang Feng, have already failed once, and I will never fail a second time. Rest assured, I won't give anyone another chance to trip over me! Holding the knife, Zhang Feng suddenly stabbed Wang Lin fiercely.

Just as Zhang Feng was about to stab at Wang Lin, his knife suddenly stopped in front of Wang Lin's shoulder.

His face changed slightly, and he looked at the boy in front of him in surprise. And that boy is me!

I smiled and threw up and felt much more sober. There seemed to be a cool breeze blowing gently in my head, and my whole body gradually regained its strength.

Drinking, it turned out to be such a mistake. Hey, you must not drink so much alcohol in the future.

Let the knife cut through the palm of his hand, and the blood fell drop by drop. I looked at Zhang Feng with a smile and asked, "Brother Feng, I'm afraid it's not okay for you to treat your brother like this?" ”

"Rubbish, do you dare to come here and send him to death?" Zhang Feng looked at me coldly and asked.

"Oh? Why didn't I dare come and die? I smiled at him and grabbed his knife tighter and tighter.

The bastards around him were still fighting, and at this time, a loud roar suddenly erupted from the crowd. Someone screamed, and five or six bastards fell to the ground. Another roar, another bastard flew high.

Attracted by that amazing explosiveness, Zhang Feng couldn't help but cast a surprised look at him.

With a strong muscle, Brother Hercule's tall body stood tall in the crowd like an iron tower. His eyes burst into a fierce gaze, and Brother Mighty finally regained his original strength after spitting. With a sneer, the muscles on Brother Dali's face tensed, "Brother Yang, my strength has recovered." ”

"Not bad." I nodded slightly.

Yes! There was another scream, and one of the bastards was suddenly knocked to the ground by a cold light. Then there was another cold light, and another bastard was knocked to the ground. There was a loud noise, and a boy of medium stature suddenly took a fighting stance and clenched the nunchuck in his hand.

"We Chinese are not the sick men of East Asia!"

"Pan Qiang?" Seeing Brother Qiang so powerful, Zhang Feng couldn't help but be even more surprised.

"Die!" A long voice came suddenly, and a little man suddenly pushed away a bastard and bit him on the neck. Immediately afterwards, he scratched other bastards and shouted, "Brother Yang, my gossip brother is much more sober after vomiting." ”

"Good." Seeing that the little horn was awake, I smiled and nodded.

The sudden rise of Dali, Brother Qiang and Xiao Horn undoubtedly caused a strong impact on Zhang Feng's psychology. And he looked at me deeply again, and finally couldn't help but stab me with the fear in his heart.

I only felt a hot pain in my hand, and I suddenly grabbed his knife and slammed it hard. Yu Jidong.

With a snap, his blade was snapped off the handle of his sword. And the blood in my hands flowed even more, and I didn't expect that my break would be so powerful.

"Wang Yang, he actually broke the knife?" Some bastards looked at me in surprise, with deep fear in their eyes.

Seeing that I actually broke the knife, Zhang Feng's eyes gradually became frightened. Stepping back, Zhang Feng looked at me in disbelief and said, "Wang Yang, are you really Wang Yang?" ”

"I am Wang Yang, the Wang Yang who is constantly improving." I looked at him with a smile.

Listening to my words, Zhang Feng's brows deepened. Suddenly, he gritted his teeth and yelled at me, "What if you become stronger?" I don't believe that only you can beat me Zhang Feng! ”

"What if, plus me?" In the darkness, a boy strode with a large group of people.

"It's you!?" Zhang Feng's expression changed drastically.