Qin Yang was drinking and chatting with a few fox friends in an entertainment club, and when the door of their private room was kicked open, several people didn't react.

One of the thin men with dyed red hair stood up all at once, "Who the got drunk and made a fuss about us?" ”

Soon, the door was kicked in, followed by three men in black suits.

Qin Yang didn't expect to see Feng Tianyu, he was so frightened that he was stunned for a while, the wine glass in his hand fell down, and the red wine spilled all over the ground.

"Who are you? Find the difference, right? The red-haired man rushed in front of Feng Tianyu, with a posture that didn't know the height of the sky.

Feng Tianyu only glanced at him from the corner of his eye, "I have something to do with Qin Yang, so if you know each other, go out." ”

"Yo ho? Let's get out? You don't even ask whose territory it is! It was another Huang Mao who spoke, who was originally sitting next to Qin Yang, but now he also stood up suddenly.

These people are all the same second ancestors as Qin Yang, but the power in the family is not as big as Qin Yang, so they are all looking forward to Qin Yang on weekdays, and it can be said that they are all some of Qin Yang's younger brothers, and they follow him to mix some benefits.

Feng Tianyu stopped talking nonsense, and he glanced at the three men behind him.

Almost instantly, the three men moved flexibly to beat the four people around Qin Yang to pieces, although it was not fatal, but they made them hang up one by one, and they were thrown out by the three men without waiting for them to speak.

Immediately after, the three men closed the door to the private room. For a while, there were only two people left in the entire private room, Qin Yang and Feng Tianyu.

"Feng Tianyu! What are you doing? Qin Yang stood up as if he had just woken up from a dream, glaring at Feng Tianyu angrily.

Impossible! Isn't he all arranged? Now Feng Tianyu should be lying in the hospital, how could he appear in front of him so full of anger?

Feng Tianyu looked at Qin Yang with an expression of disbelief and anger. He sneered, "Do you think that a mere mixed flower poison can kill me?" ”

When Qin Yang heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then a look of weakness flashed in his pupils, but it was quickly covered up by him, "I don't know what you're talking about!" Don't spew blood! ”

"Whether it's a bloody spurt or not, you know it in your own heart." Feng Tianyu looked at him calmly, already overpowering him in momentum.

Qin Yang gritted his teeth, "Don't think you can threaten me, you're a fucking fart!" Lao Tzu can kill you with any fingers! ”

"Really? Then you can give it a try. Feng Tianyu suddenly approached him, and his body seemed to exude a chilling aura.

For the first time, Qin Yang felt an unprecedented momentum in Feng Tianyu's body. But even so, it is absolutely impossible for him to admit defeat.

"Fuck you, fuck off!" Qin Yang said, raising his hand and about to draw it towards Feng Tianyu's face.

But as soon as his hand reached mid-air, he was firmly grasped by Feng Tianyu, and then he felt a sharp pain in his wrist. Feng Tianyu's expression was not shocked, but one hand was secretly exerting himself. Qin Yang's wrist was getting more and more painful, and he felt as if his bones were about to be crushed.

He looked at Feng Tianyu with frightened eyes, he never thought that this waste wood actually had such power. This, this is simply impossible!