The Dragon from Hell

Hong Zhentao was full of blood and anger. He was now in grief and anger, and collapsed to the extreme.

He couldn't figure out where Qin Feng got the confidence to attack him.

Even if he had Chen Dong as a background, he was too arrogant, wasn't he?

Let alone him. When he met Chen Dong, the two could still talk on an equal footing.

How dare he, Qin Feng, a lackey of Chen Dong!

But he was also a bit of backbone. He actually pulled the gun barrel out of his mouth.

In fact, he knew in his heart that if he didn't pull the gun barrel out, he would suffocate to death.

He collapsed on the ground, gasping for air like a dead dog, vomiting blood and bile continuously, without any image.

Others had been dumbfounded for a long time, and didn't know whether to go up to help.

Don't go up, Hong Zhentao's identity is there.

Go up, this Qin Feng is just a mad dog!

He even dared to beat Young Master Hong like this. If he fired again, they would be in even worse trouble!

It took him a long time to recover, but he spat out a large mouthful of blood as soon as he opened his mouth.

Even so, he was still furious at Qin Feng with bloodshot eyes: "You dare to touch me, have you thought about the consequences?"

Bang!

Qin Feng was too lazy to talk nonsense, and stepped on Hong Zhendong's head again, screaming again.

"Consequences?"

Hong Zhentao's eyes were full of stars, and he struggled and roared: "I, I will kill your whole family!"

Bang!

"Kill my whole family?" Qin Feng kicked him and took a puff of cigarette.

Hong Zhentao's nose and face were swollen, and he was already a dog's head.

This bastard, he only hit people in the face!

Thinking that this was his territory, and thinking that there were his own men watching around, he was still stubborn: "Believe me or not-"

Bang!

"Believe it or not?"

Qin Feng was smoking a cigarette with one hand and kicking casually with one hand in his trouser pocket.

Judging from his kicking skills, he didn't kick Hong Zhentao as a person at all.

At this moment, he left no doubt that if it wasn't for the crime of killing, he might have already done it.

But they were wrong about this. For Qin Feng, if he wanted to kill Hong Zhentao, he would have been a corpse.

This kick hit Hong Zhentao hard. He had been born with a silver spoon in his mouth since he was a child. How could he have suffered such a punishment?

He lay on the ground, lying in the blood and vomit he had vomited, unable to say a word.

But who knew that Qin Feng didn't stop at all, and stepped on his head again.

Hong Zhentao completely collapsed: "I didn't say anything!"

Qin Feng flicked the cigarette butt on his face and looked down at him: "Good kick, two more kicks."

Bang, bang!

He kept his word and kicked Hong Zhentao twice more.

But these two kicks were even more brutal than before. Not only did they turn Hong Zhentao's head from a human to a dog's head, but they also made him spit out all his bloody teeth.

Seeing this, a group of female companions were shocked and stamped their feet in anger.

They felt that Qin Feng was too arrogant and too presumptuous!

And it was hard for them to accept the shock of Hong Zhentao being beaten.

He was just a loser. Why did he beat Hong Shao?

Why did he dare to beat Hong Shao like this?

This kind of limelight was just like a beautiful woman with a luxury car. It could only belong to a rich man of noble birth.

Qin Feng, a loser and a lowly person, dared to trample on him at will. It was simply treasonous and unforgivable!

"You son of a bitch! You dare to do this to Master Hong, aren't you afraid of being skinned alive?"

Some rich young men at the scene finally couldn't stand it anymore. It was so frustrating to be ridden on by someone and could only stand and watch... It was so frustrating!

Looking at Hong Zhentao's miserable appearance, he couldn't help but roared: "Do you know what Master Hong is? He only needs to make a phone call and a hundred or a thousand people can come here immediately... Each of them can drown you with a spit!"

"Then your family will also be unlucky. We will find everyone related to you and let you watch them die miserably one by one."

"We won't even let go of a cockroach in your house!"

Several rich young men were furious, but no one dared to step forward.

Qin Feng didn't waste any words and picked up a piece of debris from the ground - "Crack!"

Cut off a finger of Hong Zhentao.

"Ah!"

Hong Zhentao screamed instantly. Killing a pig was nothing compared to this.

Qin Feng smiled and looked at the man who had just spoken: "What did you say just now? Say it again?"

The rich young man was furious: "Asshole! Bitch! If you dare to touch Hong Shao again, you will be dead!"

He was also afraid. Hong Zhentao was injured like this, and they followed Hong Zhentao.

When the Hong family is furious, won't they vent their anger on them?

But unexpectedly, Qin Feng said nothing, and with another "click", he cut off another thumb of Hong Zhentao.

"The voice is too soft, speak louder. "

Two bloody fingers were thrown in front of him, and the anger of the rich young man cooled down instantly.

He was pale and his legs were shaking. He finally understood one thing: he had met a tough guy.

The scene was silent instantly, fearing that Qin Feng would target him because of his heavy breathing and stab Hong Zhentao again.

If he continued to say this, a good person would soon become a Doraemon.

"No one is talking? Then it's my turn to talk."

Qin Feng walked to the original position of Hong Zhentao and sat down, stepping on Hong Zhentao under his feet.

"Mr. Hong, I just said that you are not qualified to talk to me. Let your parents come, but you just don't believe it."

"Now I want to talk to you."

Hong Zhentao was in a terrible state. Not only was he covered in blood, but he gasped in pain holding the broken finger.

In this situation, he didn't dare to pretend anymore, and reluctantly raised his head: "What do you want to talk about? "

He wanted to be a man who would rather die than surrender, but he was delicate and after experiencing the pain of having his fingers cut off, he really couldn't bear it.

And he also realized that Qin Feng hadn't killed him yet, not because he didn't dare, but for other reasons.

Perhaps, he thought he was not worth the trouble of killing.

Even though he had more people and more power, he couldn't stop Qin Feng's murderous intentions. If he provoked him again, he might really take his life regardless of anything.

And Qin Feng didn't have much emotional fluctuations from beginning to end.

Not angry, not crazy, and even very calm.

Being able to beat him like this without any psychological pressure, and then cutting off He didn't even blink when he pointed at Qin Feng.

This kind of person is even more terrifying than a murderer!

At this moment, Hong Zhentao finally felt a little dread and trembling towards Qin Feng.

He gave up struggling.

At the same time, he also realized: A gentleman's revenge is never too late. It is a bit embarrassing, but if he loses his life, he will really lose everything.

His life is valuable, he can't die here for a little profit!

Qin Feng stared at him coldly, and saw through what he was thinking at a glance.

So he suddenly smiled, did not answer him immediately, but randomly pointed to someone among the rich young men: "Come on, you."

The rich young man he pointed at felt his legs go soft, and he wished he could faint directly with his eyelids rolled over.

"Don't be nervous, I just ask you a question."

Qin Feng pointed at Hong Zhentao indifferently and asked: "How much do you think his life is worth?"