Chapter Twenty-Seven: Let You Live for Another Month

At this moment, Lin Qing was completely desperate for this world.

Losing her faith, her body was shaky, and she fell to the stage on the spot.

See this scene.

Qin Feng rushed over with an arrow step, hurriedly wrapped his arms around Lin Qing's slender waist, and said, "Xiaoqing..."

"You let go of me!"

Lin Qing suddenly pushed Qin Feng away and yelled at Qin Feng, "Why? Why are you coming back? If you don't come back, we all have a way to live! But as soon as you come back! We don't even have that chance to live! Even that kind old man died because of you..."

Qin Feng's face was full of guilt, and he said deeply: "Yu Bo's matter is my fault, but I promise that this kind of mistake will never happen again, and I will let the Wang family pay for it with blood!" ”

"Let me pay with blood?"

When Wang Zikun on the side heard this, a proud sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Just you shit? What do you take to feed me with my blood and my blood? It won't just be your foul mouth, will it? Hahahaha..."

As soon as the words fell.

Qin Feng suddenly appeared in front of Wang Zikun and kicked out like lightning, and Wang Zikun was kicked more than ten meters away on the spot.

'Poof! ’

A mouthful of bright red blood spurted out from Wang Zikun's mouth and nose!

Wang Zikun was stunned.

He looked at the blood, and his anger rose to the extreme at this moment.

"You shit! How dare you touch me! Did You Know? The Wang family is the heaven of Jiangzhou! I am the Son of Heaven in Jiangzhou! ”

Meanwhile.

Dozens of strong men in black rushed to the stage and rushed towards Qin Feng.

"Dare to do it to the young master! I'm really impatient! ”

Qin Feng pulled Lin Qing and stood motionless.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of him.

It was Yang Baohu.

What followed was a scream.

Everyone fell to the ground.

There was a river of blood on the stage.

Everyone was stunned and looked at Yang Baohu in disbelief.

Who is this guy?

So powerful?

Wang Zikun looked up at Yang Baohu, and felt the majestic murderous aura on this tiger handsome, swallowing mountains and rivers, as if a single look could crush him!

But what's even more terrifying!

Such a terrifying existence as Yang Baohu, in front of Qin Feng, he turned out to be groveling!

"Qin Ye, do you want me to take action for you and destroy the Wang family?"

Qin Feng shook his head.

Then Qin Feng walked up to Wang Zikun and looked at him condescendingly. The momentum that cannot be described in words rose from him, like Pangu holding a giant axe to open the heavens and the earth, smashing the gloomy and desperate sky.

Wang Zikun's voice began to distort, and blood was gushing out of his mouth and nose.

"Y-Do you dare to kill me?"

"Kill you? It's too easy. Qin Feng smiled sarcastically.

Destroying the Wang family is just a matter of one sentence.

Even if the heads of all the Wang family were hung on Jiufeng Mountain, it was not enough to calm his anger.

Just think of all the suffering that my wife and daughter have suffered in the past five years, the stinky gutters of the garbage mountain, the smelly food and water... The cold and biting cold of the morgue... and on Jiufeng Mountain, I watched Yu Bo being hacked to death with a knife, engraved in my daughter's heart, and the wound that couldn't be erased by a single word!

Accumulation of crimes!

It's not a pity to die!

The next moment, Qin Feng grabbed Wang Zikun, raised his hand, and slapped it hard against his Heavenly Spirit Cover.

Wang Zikun closed his eyes suddenly.

But soon found out that he had nothing to do.

"That blow just now could have made you bleed to death in half an hour. But I'll help you renew your life, and you'll have about a month to live. ”

"This month."

"I will let you see with your own eyes how the Wang family you rely on will be wiped out."

"I will also have all of you royal family kneel before my wife's grave to confess your sins and ask for forgiveness."

"But it's impossible."

"The ropes on Jiufeng Mountain are your final destination."

"Before you go to hell, you will understand who is Jiangzhou, the real heaven!"

Qin Feng looked down at Wang Zikun, his eyes were indifferent, as if he was looking at a dying and struggling ant.