The Dragon from Hell

In fact, just because he dared to spread rumors that the old Dragon Lord was dead and dared to impersonate himself, according to Qin Feng's personality, he was already a dead man.

But just now he saw that Yang Ziheng's personality was obviously a villain who succeeded, full of jealousy and mania.

Such a person should not be able to come up with a plan to impersonate, let alone get the master's handwriting.

Even if the handwriting was imitated, it could deceive Zeng Hanjiang and Lin Huaiqiu, which shows that he had put in a lot of effort.

Qin Feng explained to the two: "I suspect that this matter is very likely related to the rebels who fled the Dragon Kingdom after the civil strife ten years ago."

Zeng Hanjiang's eyelids jumped when he heard this: "But, didn't these people flee overseas ten years ago? Could it be..."

Qin Feng nodded without saying it clearly, which already explained everything.

In fact, this is also one of the reasons why the master suddenly agreed to let him leave the Nether Prison.

There are many rats mixed in the Dragon Kingdom.

"Now that Dragon Country is developing rapidly, and Master hasn't shown up in public for ten years, there are always people who are itching to come back and share the pie of Dragon Country."

A hint of danger flashed across Qin Feng's eyes, and he didn't tell anyone that Master was still alive. He just said, "This is one of the reasons why I didn't announce my identity to all the disciples of Panlong Temple after my return, and even deliberately concealed my identity."

"We'll talk about these things later, now..."

He glanced at Yang Ziheng on the ground, and then glanced at the wounded Old Bo, and smiled, "Since Old Bo is a martial arts master, he must know a lot of ways to interrogate people, right?"

Hearing this, Old Bo suddenly raised his head, with some surprise in his eyes.

Zeng Hanjiang on the side said in a serious tone: "Dragon Lord, after all, my master and I have left Panlong Hall for many years. Isn't this... not good?"

Qin Feng waved his hand: "There's nothing wrong with it. Zeng Lao is my master's friend. If you really want to talk about it, you are my uncle. Besides, I just accepted your greeting as Dragon Lord, which means I acknowledged your relationship with Panlong Hall. I'm relieved to leave this matter to you."

Hearing him say this, Zeng Hanjiang was quite moved.

He knew that if Qin Feng hadn't taken action just now, Mr. Bo would have been beaten to death by Yang Ziheng.

People like Mr. Bo are not afraid of death, but they are afraid of not dying for a good cause.

Now Qin Feng asked Mr. Bo to be in charge of the interrogation, which was obviously to give him a chance for revenge.

While showing kindness, he also showed his trust in the Zeng family, which made Zeng Hanjiang's favor increase instantly.

"Since the Dragon Lord trusts you, I won't refuse." Zeng Hanjiang smiled and waved to Bo Lao: "Take the villain away with you and interrogate him later. Remember, no matter what method you use, you must keep him alive!"

Bo Lao naturally wanted this very much. He showed a bit of sinister look on his face and stared coldly at Yang Ziheng: "Please rest assured, Dragon Lord, Master, I will definitely serve this daring thief well!"

Looking at the Zeng family approaching, the moment he met Bo Lao's eyes, Yang Ziheng suddenly sobered up a lot.

It was not until this moment that he felt the fear belatedly.

Did he think that after his identity was exposed, it would be as simple as being beaten back to his original form?

Too naive!

Perhaps at this time he didn't know that he would be more miserable alive than dead!

"No, no... Don't come over here!"

Seeing the Zeng family's bodyguards approaching him, Yang Ziheng crawled towards Qin Feng in a miserable state, dragging a line of blood on one hand: "I'll tell you everything! Whatever you want to ask, I'll tell you everything I know!"

People like Yang Ziheng can't stand any torture at all.

Before he was taken away, he yelled to confess.

"Really? Then tell me, who asked you to impersonate me?"

Qin Feng looked down at him as if he was looking at a defeated dog.

Who would have thought that the man who was so arrogant ten minutes ago would now bow down at the feet of the person he called "dust" and wag his tail to beg for mercy?

"Yes-uh!"

Bang!

With a gunshot, Yang Ziheng's head exploded directly, and red and white things splashed. He didn't even have the chance to cry out in pain.

Zeng Keyi was frightened and screamed, her pretty face turned pale, and she retched on the spot.

Qin Feng and the others turned around and looked in the direction of the prostitute.

She no longer had the charm of a prostitute, but a face full of sarcasm and coldness.

She still held the gun in her hand, and the muzzle was still pointed at Yang Ziheng: "Haha, useless thing. How can I watch you ruin the boss's plan?"

Qin Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, and a murderous intent appeared: "I felt something was wrong with you just now. I didn't expect that Yang Ziheng was the puppet, and you... were the other hand pulling the strings!"

From the moment he entered the doorHe found that although this woman looked like a vase brought by Yang Ziheng.

But in fact, when she held Yang Ziheng's arm, Yang Ziheng's hands were very restrained, and he didn't even dare to touch her waist.

At that time, Qin Feng felt that the relationship between her and Yang Ziheng might be a little subtle.

Later, when he saw her slap Zeng Keyi, he was more convinced that this woman was skilled.

"Hehe..." The woman sneered and looked at Qin Feng sarcastically: "I thought that the old Dragon Lord was so capable, but I didn't expect that he would choose an ordinary person like you as his successor. It seems that the young master is right, the end of Panlong Palace is not far away."

The young master she mentioned is naturally not Yang Ziheng who has become a corpse.

Qin Feng's eyes narrowed slightly: "Who is he?"

"Who is he? You are not qualified to know now." The woman said coldly: "You only need to know that we are both second-generation, and the young master is indeed an existence that you can never look up to in your entire life. He is the real pride of heaven, and you are destined to be a stepping stone on his road to success."

"And you, one day, you will all bow down to the young master!"

Lin Huaiqiu was deceived and was already furious.

Now that Yang Ziheng was dead, there were fewer witnesses to restore the truth, and he was even more furious: "You are so brave, you dare to speak nonsense in front of me, Lin Huaiqiu, and disrespect the Dragon Lord, you are looking for death!"

But the woman smiled: "Since I dare to come, do you think I am afraid of death?"

As she said, she raised the muzzle of the gun and pointed it at herself, and looked at Qin Feng at the same time: "Your name is Qin Feng, right? I believe it won't be long before the young master will send you down to see me. After all, you are too far away from him and are not at the same level at all. By then, I will ask you to pay today's debt!"

At this time, Zeng Hanjiang suddenly saw that something was wrong and shouted: "No, she is going to commit suicide!"

"You will never know who he is until... he steps on your corpse! Hahaha!"

The woman laughed wildly and was about to pull the trigger. In an instant, a ghost-like figure appeared behind her.

At the same time, the sound of broken bones rang out: "Did I allow you to die?"