The Dragon from Hell

Seeing that he was actually leaving, the woman beside him was anxious: "Mr. Zhan, are you leaving just like that?"

"I tell you, Qin Feng, this bastard, has many tricks, and he might be hiding some conspiracy."

"If you leave, what if he..."

Before the woman finished her words, she was frightened by a chilling look and swallowed them back.

The man's eyes were very cold, as if they could instantly pull people into a freezing cold pool.

Coupled with his identity, the woman's body trembled unconsciously for a moment.

"Do I need you to teach me how to do things?"

"No, no, Mr. Zhan, that's not what I mean..."

Mr. Zhan waved his hand impatiently, not wanting to listen to the woman's explanation: "If he can't even deal with Hong Zhentao, what qualifications does he have to be my opponent?"

"Say one more word, and you can get out."

After that, the man turned around and left without looking at Qin Feng below.

What he didn't know was that when he left, Qin Feng looked upstairs indifferently: "Leaving now?"

Seeing Qin Feng absent-minded and still mumbling, Hong Zhentao completely lost his patience: "Qin Feng, my patience is limited, and the opportunities I give are also limited."

He sat up and tapped the table with his fingers: "If you want to die, you can leave; if you want to live, you can kneel."

From just now, Qin Feng actually didn't want to say anything nonsense to Hong Zhentao.

His target was the head of the Hong family, not a small young master of the Hong family.

So when he saw that the person coming was Hong Zhentao, he already wanted to leave.

But at a certain moment, he suddenly noticed a very strong aura, on the second floor, and the other party's eyes were always focused on him.

It was because of this person that Qin Feng sat down and talked slowly with Hong Zhentao.

He didn't know who the other party was, and he didn't alarm the other party, wanting to see what the other party's purpose was.

But nothing happened, and the person left. It seems that he might have thought too much.

"Since everyone has left, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you."

Qin Feng finished the last sip of wine, put down the glass and stood up.

He put his hands in his pockets and walked away without looking away: "Your level is too low, not enough to talk to me, let your parents come."

Hong Zhentao was a little stunned: he was sitting there with a scared look just now, and now he is so rampant?

Who gave him the courage?

"Are you sure you want to leave?"

Hong Zhentao frowned and asked coldly.

Qin Feng didn't stop, and said leisurely: "I said, your level is not enough, there is nothing to talk to you."

"Remember, call the eldest parent of your family."

Bang!

With a loud bang, another wine bottle shattered, this time from Hong Zhentao.

He sat there with a cold face and said nothing, but the henchmen next to him immediately understood.

With a look, dozens of people surrounded Qin Feng.

Qin Feng stopped and his eyes moved.

Hong Zhentao didn't look back at him, but smoked calmly and said: "I said I don't like to use violence, because it's just a low-level method."

"But your attitude makes me very unhappy, I don't mind using violence to deal with you."

"By the way, I heard that you are good at fighting, but two fists can't beat four hands. I don't know if you can deal with these dozens of people alone."

He blew out a puff of smoke from his mouth, his eyes full of disdain: "I just said I can let you go, but I didn't say you can walk standing."

"If I don't let you crawl out, where will I, Hong Zhentao, put my face in Sichuan, right?"

The men and women in his group of gorgeous clothes also smiled at each other, thinking that he was worthy of being Hong Shao, that was domineering.

Several female companions clasped their hands in front of their chests and raised their chins slightly to look down on Qin Feng.

This kid is dead.

"Alas," Qin Feng shook his head and said helplessly: "Actually, I'm not in a good mood today. I didn't want to do it. I was afraid that I would not be careful and cause a lot of trouble."

"But I gave you a way out, why don't you want it?"

"Puff!"

Several female companions couldn't help laughing when they heard this. They covered their mouths and shook their heads. Obviously, they felt that Qin Feng's big talk was too loud and too ridiculous.

What is he pretending to be?

How can a grassroots from outside the place have the courage to challenge Hong Shao?

He really doesn't know how to live or die.

Hong Zhentao also turned his head and looked at Qin Feng as if he was a fool. He fell on the sofa with a big horse and a golden knife: "Come, come, let me see why you don't give me a way out."

A group of people laughed loudly, and several beautiful female companions raised their eyebrows and laughed softly, their beautiful eyes full of teasing and mockery.

——Swoosh!

Qin Feng was too lazy to talk nonsense. He jumped and flashed. The whole person shot out from the original place like a cannonball.

In the blink of an eye, there was widespread grief. Dozens of thugs armed with steel pipes and machetes rushed over one after another., flying out piece by piece.

The scene was horrible.

Qin Feng's movements were too fast and his strength was too fierce. Those present were all people who had never been exposed to martial arts. They were no different from chickens in front of him.

The professional bodyguards around Hong Zhentao also came up. They were all retired foreign mercenaries. They were agile and fierce.

But Qin Feng's figure was like a ghost. He disappeared without waiting for them to touch him.

When they appeared again, they felt a sharp pain and fainted.

They didn't know how they fainted.

A strong man who looked at least 1.9 meters tall was anxious and picked up a solid wooden chair and smashed it towards Qin Feng.

But Qin Feng caught it lightly and pulled it with his hand. Inertia brought him to Qin Feng.

Then Qin Feng grabbed his head and dragged him to Hong Zhentao!

Bang!

With a loud bang, the bodyguard's head was smashed directly on the coffee table.

The heavy glass coffee table was shattered on the spot, and the strong bodyguard fainted directly.

Looking at Qin Feng's sturdy figure, Hong Zhentao and others were full of surprise. They had never expected the scene in front of them.

Before, when Xu Ying said how powerful Qin Feng was, Hong Zhentao thought Xu Ying was exaggerating because he missed.

And he believed from the bottom of his heart that these so-called martial arts masters were just pretending. No matter how high their kung fu was, dozens of people would step on them and kill them with one foot.

They were many in number and had weapons in their hands. How could Qin Feng dare? How could he do that!

A group of female companions screamed and retreated three feet in fear.

Hong Zhentao sat there in a daze, seemingly not reacting to what had just happened.

Qin Feng stepped on the head of the unconscious bodyguard with one foot, and without looking at Hong Zhentao's expression, he took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it.

After blowing out the smoke ring, he lowered his eyes and glanced at Hong Zhentao: "If you want to die, you can go; if you want to live, you can kneel down."

"Gudu..."

Hong Zhentao swallowed his saliva, and felt that his words sounded familiar.

At this time, a black gun muzzle was aiming at Qin Feng from behind...