Chapter 865 Why Fear Death?!(Ask for subscriptions, rewards)

In the hall of the front yard, the situation is also extremely tense at this moment.

"So, you're not happy with where you're doing?"

Feng Zhanheng had five finger prints on his cheeks from his father Feng Bingyuan just now, and he complained so much, but the old man Feng Tu asked expressionlessly.

"Yes!"

After Feng Zhanheng vented, he is now calm.

But one of his hearts has been hanging, or he is too impulsive, and Mr. Ji has not yet arrived, so he is crazy first.

But what if Mr. Ji doesn't come tonight?

Or, after he came, wasn't he the old immortal opponent?

It doesn't matter if you die, wouldn't it hurt your father and mother!!

Sure enough, impulse is the devil!

But now that this is the case, the arrow is on the string, and it is no longer under his control, so he can only hope that Mr. Ji will appear soon.

Anyway, now that I have collided with this old immortal, I feel refreshed in my heart;

has sprinkled twenty or thirty years of grievances, which is even cooler than the moment when he was holding the pillar with five dragons!

Feng Zhanheng looked at Feng Tu.

"Son, son, stop talking. Hurry up and kneel down to admit your mistake to your grandfather, and let the family law deal with it!!"

Feng Bingyuan stood aside, and wanted to step forward and slap this guy twice, but the old man Feng Tu had been watching this, and he didn't dare to make a mistake.

But if my son continues to make trouble like this, he may die!

This old man can even drive his own daughter out of the house~~

"Then what do you mean, what kind of treatment do you think should be given to you, and you will be satisfied?"

Feng Tu's eyes were still cold, and even showed a touch of indifference, without any emotion at all.

As far as the emotions when they speak, they are as calm as water and as indifferent as ice!

"I think ......"

Feng Zhanheng didn't go around in circles, his eyes looked directly at the old man Feng Tu, and he said out loud word by word.

"Son, son, I slaughtered you~~"

Feng Bingyuan finally couldn't help it, he couldn't watch his son say the rest of the words anymore, if he said it, his son would definitely die.

Feng Binyuan broke free from Feng Binghao's pull, lifted the mahogany bench from the new, and rushed towards Feng Zhanheng.

Even if you beat your son to a serious injury, don't lose your life!

"Humph!"

Seeing that the bench was about to fall on Feng Zhanheng's head, Feng Tu, the old man who was sitting calmly, suddenly snorted coldly, and his fingers on the mahogany coffee table suddenly moved.

The porcelain cup under his hand shattered in response, and a piece of porcelain shot towards Feng Bingyuan in an instant.

This scene was too fast, even if Feng Bingyuan knew some kung fu, it was not enough to resist it.

Boom!

There was a soft sound, accompanied by Feng Binyuan's muffled snort, and the broken piece of porcelain had already hit his elbow. The mahogany bench in Feng Bingyuan's hand then became unstable and fell to the ground.

And Feng Binyuan even covered his elbows and kicked his hind legs for several steps.

In terms of profound skills and strong internal strength, he is far away from the old man Feng Tu...... It's still far from it!

"Father!"

Feng Zhanheng hurriedly turned to look at his father, his expression anxious.

"Your dad will be fine, you continue~~"

The indifferent and ruthless voice of the old man Feng Tu then sounded.

"The Feng family handed over to Feng Shaocheng's idiot to inherit, and the consequences ...... Needless to say, you always know very well! The Feng family's defeat is a matter of time!"

Feng Zhanheng also let go, and simply said everything, "If I inherit the Feng family, when you are all a hundred years old in the future, I will not treat Feng Shaocheng badly, let alone anyone in the Feng family!"

"Although my father is not your biological son, and I am not your own grandson, but my surname is Feng now, and my name has been written on the Feng family's genealogy, which is a fact that cannot be changed! I inherit the position of the head of the family, will it ruin the Feng family?!Why have you been guarding against me, why have you been guarding against my father?~~ Just because we don't have the blood of the Feng family flowing in our bodies?!ah?!"

Feng Zhanheng roared almost hysterically.

Feng Bingyuan behind him was already kneeling on the ground, his heart was heavy, as if the whole person had sunk to the bottom: it's over, it's over, his pulse is completely finished~~

"Anything else?!"

The old man Feng Tu was still looking at Feng Zhanheng, extremely indifferent.

"What should be complained, I have complained, and I have said everything that should be said. How are you going to punish me, I'll continue! But this has nothing to do with my father and my mother, I hope you will be merciful!"

Feng Zhanheng was not too willful in the end, and before Mr. Ji arrived, he didn't dare to guarantee that this old immortal wouldn't attack his parents.

Feng Zhanheng just stood like this, motionless, but he felt that his back was much straighter, much straighter than in the previous twenty-seven or eight years!

"Zhanheng, I appreciate your boldness!"

Feng Tu finally showed a change of emotion on his face, and looked at Feng Zhanheng with a regretful attitude, "Grandpa also appreciates your style of doing things, but since you said it today, grandpa is not afraid to tell you the truth: grandpa scruples, it is true that you don't have the blood of the Feng family......!"

The old man Feng Tu's cloudy eyes suddenly bloomed with two cold killing intents: "Since you already have a backbone, grandpa will not leave a hidden danger to the Feng family's blood relatives, so ...... You're going to die!"

"Dad, Dad, don't! Zhan Heng is talking nonsense, it's my godson who has no way, Dad, please let Zhan Heng go!!"

Feng Bingyuan kept kowtowing on the ground, his scalp was broken and bleeding, but he didn't dare to stop at all.

"I knew it would end like this!"

Feng Zhanheng showed a sneering smile on his face, and a touch of unwilling arrogance, looked up at the sky, and said proudly, "Without me, the Feng family will decline in less than 10 years......!" Let's do it!"

The old man Feng Tu's martial arts attainments, Feng Zhanheng knew very well in his heart, even if he resisted, it would be useless; it was better to die generously, at least his parents would not be implicated.

With his arms outstretched, Feng Zhanheng was ready to welcome his final moment.

Feng Tu's rich evil qi around him escaped, and he slowly raised his right hand, and his dry right hand lingered with a layer of vigorous internal energy, almost wanting to escape.

Just as he was about to slap his palm at the grandson of the Feng family, Zhongtang suddenly rushed in a subordinate: "Oh no, master, it's not good, someone has come in~~"

The little guy was covered in blood, his arm was broken, and he rushed into the middle hall miserably, and tripped over the threshold, and threw himself on the floor, with blood flowing from his mouth: "Master, high...... Master...... Rush...... Breaking into ......"

Then, the little guy's neck was crooked, and he actually lost his breath and died on the spot!

Hearing the news, Feng Zhanheng's heart suddenly rose with a desire to survive: he is here, he ...... It's finally here~~

(End of chapter)