"Hahaha, beauty, your little mouth is so sweet, come, how did I teach you just now!"

In a high-end nightclub box in Zhonghai, Di Futian was holding a gorgeous woman in his arms.

The gorgeous woman patted Di Futian's chest and exclaimed in disgust, "I hate it!"

Di Yutian's two hands were not honest at all, and he was wandering on the body of the female feeling of accompanying the wine.

I saw the wine girl pick up a grape and put it on her lips, and then slowly kissed Di Futian's mouth.

At this time, a waiter walked in with wine, and the waiter was also envious when he saw the fragrant scene, and he was stunned all of a sudden.

With a bang, the waiter accidentally knocked off a wine glass, and the wine glass fell directly to the ground and shattered, and the wine girl in Di Yutian's arms was startled.

"I'm sorry sir, I'll clean it up right away!"

The waiter quickly apologized, breaking the cup was not a big deal, and the waiter just walked away, and ordinary people would not blame, at most they would only be unhappy.

But if it's still upset, it's a different story.

"Humph!"

Di Yutian snorted coldly and kicked out at the waiter who was cleaning up on the ground.

With a bang, the waiter was kicked directly against the wall, spat out a mouthful of blood, and lay half-dead on the ground.

"Ahh

The escort girl immediately shouted, she looked at Di Futian in horror, and then slowly shrank to the side.

At the same time, Di Futian stood up arrogantly and snorted coldly at the half-dead waiter lying on the ground: "Bad Lao Tzu's Yaxing!"

It's just that he knocked off a wine glass, and as a result, Di Futian directly beat the person half to death, and in the box, several other waiters also screamed.

Soon, a group of security guards rushed into the box to take Di Defeat.

However, where can this group of security guards be Di Defeatian's opponents, they are at best a little bit stronger than ordinary people, and Di Defeatian will not blow his fist, so he will defeat all of these security guards.

"Hahaha!"

Di Futian grabbed the wine bottle, put it into his mouth heroically and poured the wine into his throat, looking arrogant.

The security guards in the nightclub all surrounded the box, but they were all beaten down by Di Futian.

"Beauty, let's go!"

Di Futian hugged the pale escort girl into his arms, ignored the other party's shaking of his head, and left this nightclub without paying, it was simply lawless!

On the road at night in Zhonghai, Di Futian was walking on the road, holding the waist of the wine girl in his hand, he looked ahead drunkenly, and happened to see a familiar figure at this time.

Ouyang Feifei looked at Di Feitian coldly, her face was very ugly, and after seeing Di Feitian appear, she directly shouted: "Di Feitian, what are you doing in Zhonghai?!"

After arriving in Zhonghai, he didn't do a single thing, and the result was that he was happy everywhere in Zhonghai, and there were more and more things that happened.

"Come back with me!"

"I need you to take care of my business?!"

Di Feitian pursed his lips and looked at Ouyang Feifei with an unhappy expression, he was used to being free and casual, and what kind of shadow group he didn't put in his eyes at all.

"In that case, I think it's better to send you back to the prison of death!"

When Ouyang Feifei heard this, her tone was suddenly filled with the smell of gunpowder.

As soon as he heard the name of the Death Prison, Di Feitian's face changed greatly, his face was frosty, and Ouyang Feifei shouted angrily: "I gave you a share of face for the sake of Shura's face, don't you know how to lift!"

When Ouyang Feifei heard this, she was immediately furious and directly killed Di Futian.

Di Futian let go of the wine girl in his arms directly, and rushed towards Ouyang Feifei very leisurely.

"Hmph, your strength is too weak!"

A punch hit Ouyang Feifei's wrist, and Di Feitian's face was full of contempt.

Although Ouyang Feifei was a high-level assassin of the former Cloud Thorn Guild, her strength was too insufficient for Di Futian, who was an ancient martial artist.

With just a few simple moves, Di Futian repelled Ouyang Feifei, and also grabbed the other party's hand and teased: "Hehe, if you meddle more, be careful that I'm not welcome!"

As he spoke, Di Feitian glanced at Ouyang Feifei's hot body.

When Ouyang Feifei heard this, her face changed greatly, and she punched Di Feitian in the face.

Seeing that she actually shot again, Di Futian was furious in his heart, and secretly said that he would toast and not eat and drink, but this time he didn't leave his hand alone, and after dodging Ouyang Feifei's punch, he kicked Ouyang Feifei directly to the ground.

"Since you're so obsessed, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Di Feitian took out a sickle from his waist and put it on Ouyang Feifei's neck.

"Oh, I'm curious about who is obsessed. ”

One hand directly grabbed the sickle that Di Futian wanted to swing, and Ning Fan's figure appeared next to Di Futian.

I saw that Ning Fan's face was gloomy, he saw everything in his eyes just now, and Di Futian had already angered him.

"What do you want?"

Di Futian's face was very ugly, he was still a little afraid of Ning Fan, but he was not completely afraid, so he was still full of confidence when he spoke now.

Ning Fan sneered when he heard this: "Since you have promised to submit to me, you have to look like you are obedient." ”

As a result, as soon as Ning Fan finished speaking, Di Futian looked disdainful.

"Good guy, you dare to put on a face for me, you really think you're a character!"

Ning Fan shouted violently, twisted his wrist, and the strength of the Exorcism Realm was fully exerted, directly twisting Di Futian to the ground and stomping him on the ground with one kick.

With a bang, Ning Fan kicked Di Futian into the air like kicking a ball, then tapped the ground, flew to Di Futian faster, and then kicked him down.

After Di Futian was kicked as a ball in the air for a few rounds, Ning Fan finally directly pressed him to the ground and blasted him like a sandbag.

"Ahem, ahem, don't fight, don't fight!"

Di Futian put his hands on his face and kept screaming.

Ning Fan stopped, Di Futian breathed a sigh of relief, but he was still a little vigilant, he slowly opened his eyes, and when he saw Ning Fan standing next to him and didn't make a move, he breathed a sigh of relief and let go of his hands.

"Fuck off!"

A cold color flashed in Ning Fan's eyes, and just when Di Futian relaxed his vigilance, he directly stepped on Di Futian's head with a heavy kick.

The force of this kick was very strong, just to the extent that Ning Fan controlled it and would not crush his head.

His head slammed into the ground, and Di Futian directly broke his head and bled out.

"I'm lucky to see you, but if you can't figure out where you stand, then die!"

(End of chapter)