Chapter 58: Murderous Intent

Kleist's dark eyes stared at Andrea in front of him, watching her whisper affectionately in another man's ear, watching her smile at that man, watching him care about that man.

He felt the anger in his heart almost burn himself.

Die!

This man must die!

Andrea is the woman he has his eye on, and no man can get close to her.

With a cruel sneer, he slowly walked to Qin Feng's side and whispered, "Do you know who I am?"

Andy and Tina's faces changed dramatically in an instant, but they didn't say a word, their eyes full of worry.

Andrea was on the side, her body trembled a little, she glared angrily at Kleist, and was about to say something, when Qin Feng spoke.

"Get out!"

The muffled voice pounded everyone's eardrums, making them wonder if they had misheard.

"Boy, what did you say?"

With a cold chill in his eyes, Kleist sneered.

", don't make me say it a second time. ”

Qin Feng's deep voice came again, making Kleist's face suddenly become extremely ugly.

Andy and Andrea on the side also keenly felt that Qin Feng seemed to be a little different from just now.

His temperament began to sharpen and become dark.

"Boy, you're looking for death. ”

As he spoke, Kleist's right hand suddenly slapped towards Qin Feng's face, but Qin Feng's movements were faster, and he directly picked up the wine on the table and smashed it towards Kleist's head.

"Bump~"

The glass flew sideways, the wine splashed everywhere, and under the shocked gaze of countless people, Qin Feng threw away the remaining half of the wine bottle, slowly stood up, and looked at Kleist.

"You ruined my memories!"

As he spoke, Qin Feng suddenly grabbed Kleist's hair and lifted him up, with a bloodthirsty evil smile on the corner of his mouth, looked into his eyes, and said, "Who are you?"

"Rich second generation?"

"Or the son of a certain big guy?"

"Or maybe you're awesome?"

"Hehe~~"

A string of heart-wrenching laughter came, making Qin Feng look even more evil.

"I, my dad is Ellis, the chairman of Hawaii's largest conglomerate!"

Kleist stammered, a hint of trepidation in his eyes.

"Really?"

"That's pretty impressive!"

Qin Feng smiled evilly, looked around at his eyes like a madman, and said, "Do you know?"

"His dad is Ellis, what an awesome character!"

"What a towering figure!"

"What an awe-inspiring character!"

On the side, everyone felt that Qin Feng had gone crazy and had become a complete madman.

Andrea and the others stood aside, with a complicated look in their eyes.

How so?

He's such a gentleman.

He's so elegant.

He's obviously so free-spirited.

How did things come to this?

There was a tear in Andrea's beautiful eyes.

This is not her Qin Feng!

Who's this?

How can a person have such a completely different change?

Qin Feng didn't notice Andrea's change, he was still praising Ellis's greatness.

He likes nothing more than to trample under his feet those who like to be high.

Send them to heaven first, and then step into hell.

This is him, an ordinary body with a paranoid and bloodthirsty soul inside.

The praise was over, and the chuckle on the corner of Qin Feng's mouth slowly dissipated.

He stared quietly into Kleist's eyes, and said slowly:

"Even if Ellis is so powerful, he can't save you!"

"Smack!"

"I never lie!"

"Smack!"

"Really!"

"Smack!"

.........

With every word he spoke, he slapped Kleist in the face, a loud slap that silenced the entire bar.

The music is gone, the noise is gone.

All that remained in the bar was Qin Feng's deep voice and loud slap sounds.

Kleist's entire face was almost swollen to a pig's head, and his teeth were gone, and he couldn't say a word.

An extremely eerie atmosphere began to permeate the bar.

People began to gradually move away from Qin Feng, as if this was a demon, and they couldn't avoid it.

The boys and girls who were still longing and worshiping just now have almost all changed their eyes at this moment.

Became afraid, became frightened, became trembling.

It wasn't long before there was a sudden commotion at the door of the bar.

"I'd like to see who dares to mess with Kleist Prince, and who dares not to give me Moro face. ”

The crowd moved out of the way, and a two-meter-tall, fat, bearded man walked towards the bar with a gloomy expression.

"It's Bud!"

"That crazy wrestler on Moro Island!"

Someone recognized the identity of the person who came and whispered, which immediately caused an uproar.

"I heard that his brother is Bass, the president of the Moro Society, the largest gang in Hawaii!"

"Isn't he the number two in the Moro Society?"

"It's horrible!"

"I'm afraid this man is going to die. ”

............

Under the frightened gazes of countless people, Bard walked through the crowd with a thick sneer, but when he saw the appearance of Kleist in Qin Feng's hand, he still couldn't help frowning.

This Kleist is not very good, but his father Ellis is the owner of the Moro Society.

In this way, how to explain to him?

Bard looked at Qin Feng's cold appearance and said, "Boy, you're fine!"

Then, he looked at Kleist again and said, "Young Master Kleist, don't worry, Bard will help you avenge you." ”

"I'll control this man, break his tendons and tendons, and let you dispose of it!"

"And the woman you like, Andrea, I will send it to your bed, and let you abuse and scold her, she will be your slave girl from now on. ”

He glanced at Andrea slightly, and suddenly made her fall into an ice cellar, as if she had lost all her strength.

"Master Kleist, so you can release some of the anger in your heart a little!"

Bard said slowly, but he didn't notice that the cold glint in Qin Feng's eyes became more and more vigorous, and the corners of his mouth began to glow with a strange arc.

Qin Feng slowly raised his head, looked at the giant-like Bud, and said in a low voice:

"It's a pity that your young master Kleist doesn't have a chance to enjoy these anymore!"

When the words fell, I saw his big hand grabbing Kleist's hair suddenly mistaken.

"Click~~"

The crisp sound of bones shattering came, and Kleist's body turned one hundred and eighty degrees, his neck twisted into a twisted shape, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

He didn't even have time to make a cry before he died.

In front of everyone's eyes, this young master Kleist, who has always been majestic, died like this.

His body fell limply at the feet of this wicked and crazy man.

Gradually, it loses its temperature and becomes cooler.

Die with a grievance or everlasting regret!

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