Qiu Feihong sat peacefully on a chair drinking tea, and Qiu Sheng's subordinates broke in in a panic and hurriedly reported the matter to Qiu Feihong.

"What?!" Although Qiu Feihong's tone was shocked, the tea in his hand was slowly put down.

"He didn't come back, what are you doing when you come back!" Qiu Feihong is a person who is not easy to get along with, and only Qiu Sheng and Deng Xi can follow Qiu Feihong's wishes.

Qiu Feihong glared at Qiu Sheng's subordinates, only to see that the person who was stared at by Qiu Feihong was like being held by a huge hand, and he used a little bit of force after holding it.

His body gradually withered and thinned, and even standing at the end was a problem. The whole person is still alive, but it is like a pile of loose bones, "piled" on the ground.

Then Qiu Feihong stomped on the floor hard, and this person was directly "scattered" to the ground because of the vibration of the floor.

Died on the spot.

Qiu Feihong waved his hand and motioned for the attendants to dispose of the corpses. And the person who handled the corpse brought a broom and swept away the corpse as if it were sweeping the floor.

Deng Xi next to him walked to Qiu Feihong's side with a sneer: "The ability of adults to awaken is really improving day by day, so like this, becoming a deacon of my sect is really just around the corner." ”

Qiu Feihong enjoyed Deng Xi's praise, but looked at Deng Xi with fear, and loved and feared Qiu Feihong of the "Blood Corpse God Sect" described by Deng Xi.

Bang! A big foot kicked the door open: "Where is Qiu Feihong!" I have something to ask him! ”

The person who kicked the door was Er Liang, but in addition to Er Liang, Liu Feng stepped into the door unhurriedly.

A person was thrown directly to the ground by Er Liang, writhing like a maggot, and looked at Qiu Feihong with tears in his eyes: "Boss! It's me who is bad, it's me who is wrong, it's me who is in a hurry and wronged Wang Shaoyang! I pleaded guilty to punishment. "This person is Qiu Sheng.

Qiu Sheng said this well, and skillfully shirked his responsibility. And Qiu Sheng's words, when he said to his boss, let everyone hear it, and let the people in the gathering place know who is the boss and who speaks.

Qiu Sheng was about to open his mouth, but Er Liang stepped on his jaw, which was his mouth.

"My brother died in vain, it was your subordinates who did it, let's not ask for an explanation, right?" Liu Feng opened his mouth lightly, not looking at Qiu Sheng, nor at Erliang. Just said in the direction of Qiu Feihong.

"Not excessive." Qiu Feihong is simply too familiar with Liu Feng, from the first time Ma Xiang took Liu Feng back to Brother Biao's gathering place, all the way to the battle between the Longshan base and the zombies.

Qiu Feihong has no admiration for Liu Feng, who is an evolutionary, only envy, jealousy, and infinite ambition.

"My brother has proven his innocence, I want this guy's life to be worth his life, and accompany my brother's life, isn't it too much?" Liu Feng's tone was a little heavier.

"Not excessive." Even though Qiu Feihong was already a second-level evolutionary, he looked at Liu Feng and still had a hint of fear. After all, people who fight with zombies and play with their lives, it can be said that they have died many times, and their temperament alone is something that Qiu Feihong, a usurper who seeks power, can never compare.

Before Liu Feng could speak, Deng Xi next to Qiu Feihong suddenly spoke: "Dare to ask Your Excellency's brother was killed by this kid Qiu Sheng?" ”

Er Liang was stunned when he heard this question, yes, Wang Shaoyang died by disembowelment.

"That's right! I saw Qiu Sheng cut open my brother's belly! Liu Feng took a step forward and said righteously.

“？？？？” Dunsey's face was full of question marks, and Liu Feng's answer was beyond his expectations. He also thought that Liu Feng would say no, or directly become angry.

"......" Qiu Sheng, who was wailing on the ground, was finally silent for a while, as if he had met an opponent who could match the thickness of his cheek.

Qiu Feihong didn't speak, but if you look closely, you will find that he has just made a "slot" mouth shape.

"Killing my brother in such a cruel way, really!!"

Liu Feng said as he directly carried the hammer on Erliang's waist and smashed Qiu Sheng's head.

The red was blood, and the white splashed on Qiu Feihong's face. Let Qiu Feihong hurriedly wipe his eyes for a while.

Er Liang also made a quick decision, took the hammer from Liu Feng's hand, and slapped it directly on Deng Xi's face.

This Duncy was directly smashed by Erliang.

The red was blood, and the white one splashed on Qiu Feihong's face.

In Qiu Feihong's imagination, it was normal for Liu Feng to duel with him angrily, it was normal for Liu Feng to directly kill Qiu Sheng, and even Liu Fengdou was normal for them to do nothing.

Who would have thought that Liu Feng would take someone to look reasonable, and directly take his left and right hands off by surprise and resolutely.

When both of his subordinates died, this Qiu Feihong reacted, Qiu Feihong's weapon was a mace made of stainless steel, shining with a metallic luster, and smashed it at Liu Feng when he picked it up.

Liu Feng's body flashed, and he was about to dodge Qiu Feihong's skills, but who knew that Qiu Feihong suddenly stared at him tightly, Liu Feng only felt weak, and his limbs were paralyzed like noodles.

Although Liu Feng moved a little bit before, he was still smashed on his leg by Qiu Feihong's mace.

"What the hell am I you!! Lao Tzu's legs! Liu Feng has a lot of resentment against his legs, and in big and small battles, it is always Liu Feng's legs that are injured.

Er Liang seized the opportunity and slammed a hammer on Qiu Feihong's back, but the distance was too close, Er Liang was a pure speed evolutionary, Qiu Feihong just stumbled for a moment, and stared at Er Liang with another glance.

Erliang instantly felt that the air around him was frozen, and he couldn't run anymore no matter how fast he was.

"What is this!" Before Er Liang finished speaking, Qiu Feihong ran to Er Liang's head with a mace, and if he hit this time, Er Liang would either die or die.

Whoosh~ A knife light flew by, slicing through Qiu Feihong's arm smoothly.