Chapter Twenty-Eight: Qin Feng's Explanation

After speaking.

Qin Feng grabbed Lin Qing's wrist and led her out of the venue.

Everyone froze and watched them leave.

It wasn't until the voices and shadows of Qin Feng and the others completely disappeared that Wang Zikun reacted.

He yelled at the Wang family's thugs: "What a bunch of waste! Not even Luo Wanshan! What are you doing stunned? Hurry up and move this coffin for me! ”

Everyone hurried over, and more than a dozen people worked hard together, but they couldn't move the coffin.

The black coffin seemed to be connected to the ground, and no matter how many people worked together, even the bulldozer came, it could not be shaken in the slightest.

"Rubbish!"

"It's all rubbish!"

Wang Zikun gritted his teeth with hatred.

At this time, his subordinates trembled and said, "Young Master, you... Your face..."

"What's wrong with my face?" Wang Zikun's eyes widened.

When his subordinates held the mirror and handed it to him, and when he saw himself in the mirror, Wang Zikun changed color.

In the mirror, his face is bloodless, his lips are blue, and his cheekbones are clearly visible, not like a human at all, but more like a zombie, a skeleton.

"How so!" Wang Zikun shouted in a hurry.

Thinking of what Qin Feng had said just now made his heart pound.

"Rush me to the hospital!"

On the way to the hospital, Wang Zikun slowly calmed down.

He found that everything was normal except for his not very good-looking face, and there was no discomfort at all.

"Qin Feng!"

Wang Zikun clenched his fists.

Even if the Tianluo Gang is destroyed, the Wang family is still there, and with the energy of the Wang family, they will soon be able to support another more powerful Tianluo Gang.

The Wang family is the heaven of Jiangzhou.

It's not just words.

Money, power, connections, everything in Jiangzhou City and even Jiangnan Province are most under the control of the Wang family.

"You want me to bow my head?"

"You're just dreaming!"

...

When Qin Feng took Lin Qing to leave the press conference.

Lin Qing's face was still pale, and his whole person was like a walking corpse.

Thinking of the monstrous power of the Wang family, and thinking of Wang Zikun's indispensability.

She felt a deep sense of despair.

Qin Feng saw her concerns and said seriously: "Xiaoqing, I'm not joking, I'll do what I say." I will completely change the pattern of Jiangzhou in the next month. I will also prove to you that I am worthy of being a little father. ”

Lin Qing looked at Qin Feng with a vacant look in her eyes.

Then Qin Feng said: "I have rescued Xiaoxiao, she is in the hospital, she is very safe." ”

Hearing this, Lin Qing's face showed a hint of blood, and he couldn't help asking, "Wasn't Xiaoxiao captured by the Tianluo Gang?" How did you get her out? ”

Qin Feng squinted his eyes and said, "I disintegrated the Tianluo Gang and hung the bodies of the twenty-seven members of the Luo family on Jiufeng Mountain to pay tribute to your sister's spirit in the sky." ”

Lin Qing was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly smiled.

"Qin Feng, how can you say such a thing?"

"You said you dismantled the Tianluo Gang?"

"If you really have this ability, why would that old man still die at the hands of the Tianluo Gang?"

Qin Feng looked guilty, bowed his head slightly and explained: "It's me who went late, if I go a little early, this will definitely not happen..."

"That's enough." Lin Qing suddenly interrupted and said in a cold voice: "When I know the truth and know that you were deceived by Wang Zikun to fight in the northern Xinjiang, I think you are very pitiful. But you're such an adult, and you're still running the train and saying unrealistic things, which really disappoints me. ”

After speaking, Lin Qing shook off Qin Feng's hand and turned around and left without looking back.