Just when Chen Feng was preparing for the hunting of the ground-drilling giant worm, a letter full of order news was brought to the east of the bridge by a carrier pigeon, and after being delivered layer by layer, it was handed to Feng Zhiyong for inspection.

At the same time, Zhang Xueyuan, the beast tamer of Qiaodong and known as the king of fierce beasts, also got the news that the dragon and lion of the Thunder Prison went berserk and attacked and killed his brother.

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Qiaodong District.

Zhang Xueyuan's mansion is located in the Golden Eagle Garden, a community that was the most prosperous and expensive place in Qiaodong before the end of the day, surrounded by green trees, buildings rising from the ground, and in front of one building, five fierce beasts were entrenched.

Leopards, green wolves, tigers, beasts, apes.

These fierce beasts are all mutated beasts, and their original ferocious momentum is even stronger after mutation, especially the eyes of these monsters, which have no emotion at all, as if they are full of blood, and they are red.

Zhang Xueyuan is a well-known beast tamer in Qiaodong, with the ability to control wild beasts, after cultivation, these five fierce beasts are all in the bronze realm!

However, at this time, these majestic beasts now showed a sense of tension, and in the oppressive atmosphere, they even made them lie on the ground, not daring to stand up again.

Because at this moment, Zhang Xueyuan's mood is not very good.

"Thunder was lowered? A one-kick submission? How is this possible! Stepping on thunder is carefully taken care of by me, a wave of the lion's claw, even the granite has to be broken, and it also has the ability to release thunder and lightning, this kind of power, is in the face of a small insect tide, can be at ease, but such a strong thunder, actually stepped on the feet of someone, even did not have the strength to get up, and finally was put on a rope, like a dog led back! ”

"Click!"

A table of delicacies was slapped to the ground with one hand by a leopard-eyed tiger-bearded, dark-skinned man.

This man is Zhang Xueyuan.

From the beginning of speaking, he was only worried about the whereabouts of the Thunder Hell Dragon and Lion, but he didn't pay attention to the tragic death of his brother at all, which was embarrassing, the so-called family affection was not even worth a beast.

"Chen Feng? This is his name, he took away my stepping thunder, I will definitely make you pay the price, go, tell the ninth master, ask him to help me make the decision, and when that person comes to Qiaodong, he will be severely suppressed, so that he can't survive, he can't die! ”

"Yes, I'll go and inform the Ninth Master!"

Beside Zhang Xueyuan, one of his subordinates hurriedly answered.

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Feng Zhiyong's room.

"This Chen Feng, I really underestimate him, Wang Feng's letter said that he subdued Zhang Xueyuan's lion with one move, and his subordinates can actually summon skeletons, hunt insects with skeletons, and feed them back to humans for food, this ability is simply for the benefit of the people."

"This person has the appearance of a wolf, after subduing the Thunder Prison Dragon and Lion, he actually ordered him to attack and kill his master, this method can be called ruthless."

Feng Zhiyong beside him, a man in a suit and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses spoke.

Han Qiang, Feng Zhiyong's henchman, his face is indifferent, not arrogant, not arrogant, neither humble nor arrogant, on the face of this man who looks like he is only in his thirties, you never know what he is thinking in his heart.

By Feng Zhiyong's side, he held a job similar to Xu Zhe, and in the past, he relied on him to give advice to Feng Zhiyong in order to be invincible in the face of disadvantages.

Feng Zhiyong shook his head: "Special period, special treatment, this is a talent, you can't push it out because of decisiveness." ”

"However, you must be wary of this person, and you can't trust it completely." Han Qiang frowned and instructed Feng Zhiyong.

"No matter what, I'm going to find a way to recruit him, and with his help, we'll be a lot less stressed." Feng Zhiyong raised his head, his face showing determination.

"He wants to borrow someone? Do we need to be sincere, to build steel craftsmen? Let Hao Jiangpeng take his family to order, and then join Chen Feng's command, directly obey his command, and from now on, there is no need to go back to Qiaodong! ”

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In the dark dungeon, a few painful moans rang out from time to time, like a ghost's roar, rendering this place extremely eerie.

In the deepest part of the dungeon, a petite girl was tied to the wall, she was dressed in a long white dress, her legs were long and her hips were bent, and a pair of white feet were exposed, like a rare beauty.

But it is such a stunner that is enough to make countless men crazy, but now she is extremely embarrassed, dozens of whip marks have swept past her body, the white dress has been wet with blood, revealing a large area of bright red skin, and the most sighing thing is that she also has three whip marks on her cheeks, the flesh and blood are blurred, destroying the original beauty and completely turning into a broken doll.

Her fists were clenched, her toes were tense, and the green tendons were clearly visible under the white skin, and it was clear that she had been subjected to extreme cruelty.

The perpetrator was a man of about fifty, with dead fish eyes, hooked nose, long gray-white hair scattered over his shoulders, a little hunchbacked, and he didn't seem to have a trace of spirit, but this person was holding a whip in his hand and whipped it on the girl.

"Bang Bang ......"

There was a sound of footsteps in the dungeon, and then a young man came in from outside the door, he was obviously not very old, but his hands were like chicken feet, curled together, and even the bones were clearly visible.

"Ninth Master, there is news from the order, our people are dead, and the lion has also been subdued, just now the third child brought someone to send a message, wanting the ninth master to come out and suppress the other party." The man spoke.

"Smack!"

And on the side, the whip of the ninth master was drawn to the girl again, this woman with a good appearance had a low head, died, and was actually whipped to death like this, and at this time, her panicked eyes shot straight forward through the bun, as if she had suffered extremely unfair treatment, giving people a strange atmosphere that was not blind.

Jiu Ye turned around, his eyes were like stagnant water, lifeless, this person was the head of the conservatives, Hong Jiuling.

Feng Zhiyong is the nominal leader, but he is the real king in the shadows, and there are many subordinates, none of whom are general.

It's just that this person has an unknown hobby, he likes to abuse and kill beauties, the more beautiful a woman is, the more sexual she abuses and kills, relying on her special identity, the woman who died in his hands has already broken through double digits.

Hong Jiuling didn't look at the letter, his eyelids drooped, and he said in a deep voice: "Waste, my brother is waste, the beast I raise is waste, brother, it's also a waste." His voice was hoarse, as if his vocal cords had been destroyed, giving him a harsh feeling.

"However, it also depends on the owner to beat the dog, the sharp edge is exposed, I don't know whether to live or die, and my people dare to move." Hong Jiuling snorted coldly: "Don't rush to find him, just wait here, wait for him to come to the door, the person died in front of his camp, let him give an explanation, he can't give it, find an opportunity to abolish him, and then snatch the so-called order." ”

"Ninth Master, I heard that the other party and Feng Zhiyong are old acquaintances, I'm afraid, this will cause the other party to dislike." The man's body shook and asked.

"Feng Zhiyong? He is now also a mud bodhisattva crossing the river and it is difficult to protect himself, I really think that by cultivating a few rookies, I can compete with me, it is a fool's dream! Hong Jiuling hugged his back, and his voice was as cold as iron: "If you start faster, will he still tear his face for a dead man and me?" Prepare early, I'll wait for your good news. ”

"Yes!"

The man said yes and exited the dungeon step by step.