Provincial capital, Jinhong Villa.

Ling Tian and Meng Xuanting sat in the meeting hall, drinking tea with gloomy expressions, listening to the reports of their subordinates.

After a moment of silence, Meng Xuanting took a deep breath:

"So you saw it with your own eyes...... Su Feng and Li Shiyun appeared at the Dynasty Hotel together and went to the box where Li Zhiyuan was?"

The subordinate nodded, "Yes, Su Feng stayed inside for thirty minutes before leaving."

As soon as the words fell, Ling Tian, who was sitting next to him, angrily threw the teacup on the ground and smashed it!

"That old guy Li Zhiyuan must have affirmed Su Feng's achievements, it's really unlucky......

Ling Tian made no secret of his anger, his face became hideous and distorted, and his breathing became heavier and heavier.

As if he had made up his mind, a hint of determination suddenly flashed in Ling Tian's eyes, and he said in an unquestionable tone, "Mr. Wei, please help me kill Su Feng, no matter what means are used!"

"Don't worry, Ling Gongzi, I promise to complete the task."

As he spoke, Mr. Wei's eyes flashed with a bit of bloodthirsty light.

For Su Feng, he has always been full of murderous intent.

If you let the other party grow up, it will definitely be endless troubles, so it is better to take advantage of his serious illness and solve it!

Unexpectedly, Meng Xuanting, who heard this, waved his hand and took the initiative to speak, "Don't bother Mr. Wei, it's better for me to take care of this matter!"

Ling Tian's brows tightened, "But, aren't you afraid that woman will trouble you?"

After the previous incident, he also had a little more doubts about Meng Xuanting's ability and means.

Coupled with Ji Linglong's unusual behavior, it also made him uneasy.

So from the bottom of his heart, Ling Tian trusted Mr. Wei beside him more.

"Why be afraid of her if you have a valid reason?"

Meng Xuanting sneered and continued to explain.

"Back in the martial arts convention, I noticed that a person was very similar to the fugitive pursued by the martial arts association, and it happened to be ...... He also has a deep connection with Su Feng."

Ling Tian understood, but he couldn't help but ask more, "Are you sure to deal with him?"

"Don't worry, I've sent someone to find out, he lives in Su Feng's villa. There are all the human and material evidence, even if Su Feng wants to repay the debt, it will be useless!"

Meng Xuanting clenched his fists and said confidently.

"We'll do it tonight, and hunt down that person and Su Feng on the pretext of chasing a traitor, even if Ji Linglong really intervenes in the maintenance, don't be afraid of her!"

After pondering for a long time, Ling Tian decided to believe Meng Xuanting one more time.

"Okay, then it's up to you, but you must make sure that you kill Su Feng, and you must not leak the news!"

After leaving the Dynasty Hotel, Su Feng went straight back to the Reiki Villa.

On the way home, he kept thinking about his next step.

Suddenly, he swept his eyes and happened to see several suspicious-looking men, wearing thick cotton jackets that were very inconsistent with the current season, and scurrying into the alley.

It looked like there was some kind of narrow iron hidden under the padded jacket, and the outline was not very conspicuous under the fabric.

Su Feng didn't want to meddle in things, but he didn't expect to hear a Jiang Lingxin's voice!

"Crazy Lan, if you do this, aren't you afraid of the retaliation of the Eight Extremes?"

Hearing this, Su Feng stepped forward curiously, chose a hidden corner, and looked into the alley.

I saw that Jiang Lingxin and Zhuo Ming were blocked in the deep alley by seven or eight martial artists, and they were glaring at each other with angry eyes.

At the head is a young man with extraordinary momentum.

This person was wearing a fiery red shoulder, his appearance was plain, his face was full of arrogance, and he kept stroking the finger tiger on his right fist with his fingers.

"Miss Jiang, our Divine Fist Sect is already incompatible with your Eight Extremes Sect, and it is rare to meet two of you alone, how could I give up such a good opportunity?"

Jiang Lingxin bit her red lip lightly and began to calculate how many chances she had of winning if she broke through.

But as an elite disciple of the Divine Fist Sect, Crazy Lan's strength is already extraordinary!

Coupled with the many minions, there is no possibility of them escaping!

"If something happens to us, Master will definitely take action!"

Jiang Lingxin did not give up, and tried to move out of the Baji Gate to threaten.

But Crazy Lan didn't even blink his eyes, and sneered again and again.

"Miss Jiang, if you don't have a last word, let's go on the road!"

As he spoke, he waved his hand and ordered the disciples of the Divine Fist Sect to make a move.

Everyone used their spiritual energy, raised their fists high, and smashed towards Jiang Lingxin and Zhuo Ming!

At this moment, Zhuo Ming knelt down abruptly and said:

"I beg you, I beg you, you can't kill us!"

"As long as you're willing to let us live, let me do whatever I want."

Seeing this, Jiang Lingxin looked at Zhuo Ming in surprise and disappointment, and his face suddenly became extremely ugly.

She never dreamed that her senior brother would be such a spineless soft bone!

"Zhuo Ming...... You're disgusting me."

But the other party didn't seem to hear it, burying his cheeks deep in the ground, and he didn't even have the courage to face the wild land.

"Hahahaha...... Miss Jiang, you see, this is your Baji Sect disciples, all of them are soft bones!"

As he spoke, Wild Lan licked his lips, his eyes revealing a thick greed and sinisterity, "If you are willing to serve me and these brothers well, maybe we can still let you go!"

When the disciples of the Divine Fist Sect heard this, they also burst out laughing.

It is not only a mockery of the Eight Poles, but also the joy of tasting the beauty in front of him.

Hearing this, Jiang Lingxin's body was shocked, and he said angrily, "You are dreaming!"

Under the anger, Jiang Lingxin made a brazen move.

In an instant, the innate qi in her body suddenly exploded, wrapped in the top of her fist, and blasted towards the other party like a shuttle like electricity!

The fist wind, mixed with innate qi, roared and swayed in the narrow alleys, looking extremely intimidating.

But the other party was overwhelming, and the three disciples of the Divine Fist Sect roared angrily, and punched at the same time, like a tiger descending from the mountain, releasing their innate qi and Jiang Lingxin's fist to collide together.

The powerful fluctuations spread out in all directions, causing the entire alley to tremble.

Even though the opponent's single strength was far inferior to Jiang Lingxin's, he was just a martial artist who had just stepped into the innate realm.

But he had the advantage in numbers, and he easily shook Jiang Ling's heart out.

Jiang Ling, who flew out upside down, had a face like paper gold, and spit out blood with a "poof"!

Jiang Lingxin wanted to get up and fight back, but she didn't expect to be followed by Crazy Lan with an arrow and grabbed her neck!

Jiang Lingxin, who was firmly pressed against the wall, struggled in pain, but found that he was not an opponent at all.

Crazy Lan sneered, and his eyes were full of cold killing intent:

"Cheap woman, toast and don't eat and drink. I'll do it here later, and then throw you in the kiln!"

As her breathing became more and more difficult, Jiang Lingxin looked out of the alley in despair, hoping that someone would come to save her......

At this moment, her eyes widened, staring at Su Feng standing behind the wall!

Although under the night, Su Feng's face could not be seen clearly.

But she still tried her best, and shouted with difficulty:

"Please, save me......