"Aren't you very good at fighting?"

"Give Lao Tzu a fight back!"

"Hahaha......"

Zhang Tianfeng laughed wildly, forgetting the grievances of that night.

In the eyes of this son-in-law from Yanjing, stepping on the strong as a weak person may make him feel a rather crazy excitement.

Ye Fei, who was not far away, although his body was already covered with dust, he still did not make any movements to resist, but his eyes looked particularly cold and extremely chilly in the dim night.

If it is in the past, with his ability, but in the blink of an eye, he can abolish the person in front of him.

But he, there was no action.

Therefore, in Zhang Tianfeng's opinion, Ye Fei has been completely abolished by Ah Ghost, and he doesn't even have the strength to fight back.

"It's boring."

"A waste dog."

Seeing that Ye Fei had no reaction, Zhang Tianfeng's smile gradually stopped, and his face became more bored.

But soon, as if he remembered something, he sneered, "Ah ghost, Ah ghost, I heard that your hunter school has a way of holding Xing, which is to capture those who defected and cut off their heads, and then take a video to send to their families, it just so happens that Lao Tzu has never seen this kind of scene, why don't you show it for me?" ”

Ah Ghost didn't speak, just nodded slightly, just stepped on Ye Fei's head, a satisfied sneer on his face, "brushed" the ground, took out a bright saber from his pocket, put it at the corner of his mouth and licked it, and landed on Ye Fei's neck.

"No...... Don't ......"

"Don't ...... Don't ...... like that."

"Zhang Tianfeng! You let him go! Let him go! I can do anything! Don't kill him! He's my little brother! ”

Under the silent night sky, a trembling voice with a supplication suddenly sounded.

Lin Qiqing's face was full of tears, almost clenched her teeth, and said this sentence to Zhang Tianfeng.

"Oh?"

Zhang Tianfeng turned back with interest,

"You, a proud strong woman, have finally learned to bow your head?"

"Hahaha......"

"Yes." Lin Qiqing closed her eyes lightly, took a deep breath, and pleaded, "Zhang Tianfeng, as long as you let go of the little junior brother, I can do anything, haven't you always wanted to...... Want to me? I can satisfy you as long as you let him go! ”

Syllable!

A crisp slap rang out.

"Stinky woman, do you think you have the qualifications to negotiate with me?"

Zhang Tianfeng laughed and yelled,

"Lao Tzu used to talk to you well, to give you face!"

"If it's in Yanjing, you're just one of Lao Tzu's many playthings!"

"Lao Tzu can play you how he wants!"

Feeling the sharp pain coming from her face, Lin Qiqing's eyes were dull for a moment.

Zhang Tianfeng picked up his palm, sniffed the residual fragrance on it, and showed a sharp smile, reached out and stroked Lin Qiqing's red neck, and said with a sneer: "However, I haven't tried to fight in the field outside with a product of your level." ”

"Since you think so, I'll play with you today."

"Still, it's so boring to just play like that."

"Let your dear little junior brother watch you be played with by me......"

After speaking, he turned around and waved his hand at Ah Ghost.

Ah Ghost hesitated, put away the saber in his hand, and lifted Ye Fei's head, facing Lin Qiqing's direction.

Under the light, it was a face with a blue nose and swollen face, and bloodshot remains.

"Look at the death of your wretched dog!"

"What's the use of being able to fight again?"

"In this world, the powerful are the real kings!"

"Lao Tzu wants to pinch you to death, that is, a matter of one sentence."

"Are you right? Lin Qiqing? ”

Zhang Tianfeng smiled and pinched Lin Qiqing's chin.

In his eyes, there was a lot of color.

The knife in his hand rubbed slowly against Lin Qiqing's clothes.

The blade was extremely sharp, and with each passing piece of silk, it dissolved into a gap, revealing the white skin underneath.

"Putting ......"

"You let go of the little junior brother......"

"I'll take it off myself!"

Lin Qiqing's alluring face was full of humiliation, but he still didn't forget Ye Fei, closed his eyes and begged.

"I said—"

"You're not qualified to tell me the conditions."

"You're just a plaything in my crotch."

"Keep your mouth shut and enjoy the next feeling."

"Then, let your little junior brother finish watching this feast and then go on the road."

"If you dare to resist, he will live for dozens of minutes, but he will be gone."

Zhang Tianfeng laughed while stroking Lin Qiqing's neck and began to remove his pants.

However, what no one noticed was that Ye Fei, who was lying on the ground with a nosebleed, his eyes became colder and colder, almost blending with the moon above his head.

The next moment-

The ghost who pulled Ye Fei's hair only felt cold!

The temperature around me fell to the extreme in an instant!

Endless killing intent, entwined!

Just listen to the sound of "brushing"!

Bones.

The ghost's head fell to the ground.

A smooth short dagger appeared in Ye Fei's hand at some point.

His arm, almost twisted into a strange shape, facing the biting moonlight, cut off the head of the ghost so easily.

Blood, sprayed out.

And then—

Click.

Click.

Click.

……

The sound of some bone renewing crackled under the silent night sky.

"Huh?"

"What sound?"

Zhang Tianfeng, who had his back to Ye Fei, didn't realize what was happening.

He frowned, and as soon as he turned around, he saw an extremely strange scene.

A headless corpse, a round head, and a column of blood that splattered incessantly.

and, a thin figure that kept exploding and slowly got up from the ground.

"What!?"

Zhang Tianfeng's pupils shrank suddenly.

Can you get up like this?

This......

Is it something that people can do?

The moment he came back to his senses, instantly raised the knife in his hand, and was about to put it on Lin Qiqing's neck, the figure on the flat ground under his feet suddenly got up, jumped behind him, and choked his neck.

"I ......"

"I've given you a chance."

"But you, obviously, don't want to cherish it much."

Ye Fei's eyes were scarlet, and he said coldly word by word.

Zhang Tianfeng only felt that every inch of hair on his body stood up, and there was suddenly a terrifying chill on the guy in front of him that he had never felt before, as if there was a smell crawling out of the pile of dead people, permeating the air, wrapping every inch of his flesh and blood.

"Poof......

"Ahem......"

“…… Ahem, ahem! ”

The sharp pain in his neck made Zhang Tianfeng struggle violently.

His eyes were terrified, he didn't understand what was going on at all, and he said vaguely, "You...... What the are you ...... How do you climb ...... Climb up...... You...... Didn't you have your hands and feet broken......"