Song Feng said calmly: "Where are you now?" I have something to see you. ”

"I'm hiding in a secret place, if Mr. Song has anything to say, just ask on the phone, I'm afraid I can't see you in my current situation."

"Are you hurt?"

Chang Fugui's voice was filled with a weakness that could not be concealed.

Song Feng keenly judged that Chang Fugui was definitely injured.

And the injuries are not light.

Chang Fugui said bitterly: "Sure enough, I can't hide anything from Mr. Song." ”

"You're right, I'm hurt."

"In order to escape the pursuit before, I monopolized more than a dozen killers, and my internal organs were seriously damaged, and now I finally escaped to the hiding place, let alone leaving, even when I talk to you, I am holding up."

To be able to receive Song Feng's call alive, Chang Fugui could only say that his ancestors had spirits.

"Send me the address, and I'll see you."

Song Feng couldn't refuse.

"......"

"Don't talk nonsense, send it right away."

"Understood, I'll send it to you."

Not long after the phone hung up, Song Feng received the location from Chang Fugui.

It's really hard to find where this guy is hiding.

Neither in the clubhouse nor elsewhere in the city.

Instead, it was at the foot of a large mountain on the outskirts of the magic capital.

It took a long time for Song Feng to finally find this place.

I have to say that this is indeed a good place for Tibetans.

At the foot of the mountain, tall and low trees form a natural barrier.

Behind the trees, there is a small nondescript cottage.

After observing the surrounding environment, Song Feng accelerated towards the direction of the villa.

Suddenly, Song Feng stopped.

A pungent smell of blood emanated from the villa.

The smell is negligible, and apart from Song Feng in the world today, I am afraid that no one else can smell it.

"Not good."

In the next second, Song Feng no longer concealed his cultivation.

Rush to the villa in a volley.

"From the moment you entered the Qiankun Hall, your life and everything you have no longer belonged to you."

"Daring to betray the organization is not as simple as dying."

There was chaos inside the villa, as if it had been swept away by a tornado.

There is not a single thing in the house that is in sight.

Chang Fugui half-knelt on the ground, covering his chest with one hand.

If you look from behind, you can see that the place where Chang Fugui's hand is holding is pierced by a force.

The wound revealed the white bones inside.

And behind Chang Fugui, there was a woman in her twenties with long hair.

The woman's situation is only slightly better than Chang Fugui's.

He was covered in blood, but fortunately there were no fatal injuries on his body.

The one who spoke was a middle-aged man with glasses who was holding two short knives, wearing a blue suit, and revealing a bookish atmosphere.

No one could have imagined that the chaos that appeared here, as well as Chang Fugui, who was seriously injured, were all caused by this man.

"For the sake of everyone who used to be brothers, you cut off your arm as an atonement, and hand over your sister obediently, and I will intercede with several adults."

The man in glasses said indifferently: "They may be able to spare your life." ”

"Leng Qianjun, don't daydream!"

"As long as I have breath, I will never push my sister into the fire pit."

Chang Fugui staggered and stood up.

Fight with the man in front of you again.

With a "bang", the man kicked Chang Fugui out effortlessly.

Hitting the wall, Chang Fugui slid to the ground like a puddle of mud.

Licking the blood stains on the double knives, Leng Qianjun smiled and said, "Why are you so troubled?" ”

"Even if you're not injured, you won't be my match, not to mention that your knees haven't healed."

"Even with one hand, I can chop you into mud."

Chang Fugui said angrily: "What has become of Qiankun Hall now, you don't know it, right?" ”

"There is a miasma of smoke inside, and in order to compete for power and profit, you adults will not care about the life or death of our subordinates."

"My sister and I may be your tomorrow today."

"Hehe, I didn't expect a reckless man like you to play a trick."

Leng Qianjun said disdainfully: "What has become of Qiankun Hall? I don't care about it, I just know that if I do what they tell me, I will get a steady stream of glory and wealth. ”

After that, Leng Qianjun glanced at the direction of the door.

"If you're not mistaken, what you just said was stalling for time, right?"

"Tell me, what cats and dogs did you invite to help you?"

"Shut up, Mr. Song's name will not be tarnished by you!"

Thinking of Song Feng alone, killing and injuring four mid-stage masters of chemical strength, Chang Fugui would sincerely reverence.

Leng Qianjun was right.

Chang Fugui is delaying time.

Delay until Song Feng comes over.

Song Feng is a reasonable and strong man, maybe when he comes, he and his sister's lives can be saved.

"Undefiled? I'm going to defile him! ”

Leng Qianjun viciously mocked: "The person who can mix with your Chang Fu must not be much stronger. ”

"At best, it's just a little better than you."

"But what can this be, you know the strength of my Leng Qianjun."

"I have never lived under this double knife, if he doesn't come, if he comes, there will only be one more partner on your Huangquan Road."

"Mr. Song!!"

Chang Fugui looked at the door with excitement on his face.

Song Feng is here.

I and my sister's lives were saved.

Leng Qianjun turned around in an instant, his expression was very vigilant.

The other party could appear behind silently, and Leng Qianjun was really taken aback.

Leng Qianjun saw the appearance of the person who came over, and couldn't help laughing.

It turned out to be a young man.

Leng Qianjun laughed and said, "You are Mr. Song in Chang Fugui's mouth?" ”

"It turned out to be just a little cub."

"Do you know what he said earlier? said that I should not defile you, what kind of master does Lao Tzu think you are, but you are a cub who has no hair. ”

"It's a shame that I'm still a little interested in playing with you, and I'm really disappointed."

"Dead people don't need to be disappointed too much."

When the words fell, Song Feng walked straight in the direction of Chang Fugui.

Feeling the contempt and disregard from Song Feng, Leng Qianjun's cold eyes exuded a vicious gaze.

Seeing Song Feng walking in front of him without fear, Leng Qianjun immediately waved his double swords.

The knife flashed.

One of the load-bearing pillars of the villa was actually cut off by Leng Qianjun's double knife.

The huge load-bearing pillar smashed towards Song Feng.

"Boom!"

The sound of bombs bursting rang out inside the villa.

The dust and smoke were everywhere, and Leng Qianjun said proudly: "Chang Fugui, the helper you thought of in your heart has now been crushed to death by the pillar." ”

"This is what happens against me."

Leng Qianjun's arrogance only lasted for a second or two.

"Whew!"

Before he could finish speaking, the dust and smoke that filled the vicinity were blown away by a force that resembled a violent wind.

Song Feng, who should have been crushed to death by the pillar, was intact.

Squatted in front of Chang Fugui for him to do acupuncture.