"Okay, okay, okay, have the courage. Even if you are the king of heaven today, you can't take a step forward in this hotel."

Fatty Jin said three words "good" in a row, which shows the anger in his heart at this moment.

By this time, words are useless.

Only violence can solve everything.

Fatty Jin glanced at everyone in the Tiandao Society and said coldly: "Are you all blind? Do you have to wait until they are bullied to the point before they dare to take action?"

His voice was cold, his expression was angry, but his head was raised high.

When the members of the Tiandao Club around him heard this, they naturally understood how to do it.

For a moment, the shouts shook the sky and surrounded Ling Feng.

These people were holding shiny sharp blades in their hands, and they all used thousands of swords to hit each other. The momentum was so grand that it was really terrifying.

If these countless sharp blades really fall on people, they will be considered as the oath of being cut into pieces.

But what they faced was King Zhenbei, one of the four great kings of Dahua!

The invincible strong man who swept across the three armies with his own strength!

How could you be scared by this little trick?

Yang Fei is also experienced in the battlefield for a long time, and his strength should not be underestimated. Naturally, he understands how to deal with the siege.

As soon as he moved, the man rushed towards the crowd coming from behind.

Countless sword lights fell and slashed towards Yang Fei's head.

He jumped up in the air, kicking everyone like a cannon.

His feet had already appeared. At this moment, Yang Fei seemed to have thousands of feet. The crowd flew, like a backward wave, and then flew away.

Yang Fei kept showing his body. With several ups and downs, all the people in the Sky Knife Club flew backwards, and then vomited blood together. The scene was extremely bloody.

After doing all this, Yang Fei still looked respectfully and stood behind Ling Feng.

Ling Feng spoke again at this time, "Ask me the last time, where is Ma Yifei?"

Fatty Jin suddenly panicked.

Everything in front of him has exceeded his cognitive scope. As the saying goes, two fists cannot beat four hands. At this time, Yang Fei actually destroyed hundreds of people from their Tiandao Club with one person's strength.

He wanted to give up, but when he heard the other party say the word Ma Yifei, he realized that he had no way out.

Fatty Jin gritted his teeth and looked at the box.

"Boy, Ma Yifei is from my Tiandao Club. Without my consent, no one could take him one step away from the Tiandao Club."

Ling Feng looked twisted and said coldly: "Steal the horse and fly, otherwise there will be no more Tiandao Club in Hanjiang City."

Fatty Jin smiled, smiling contemptuously.

He admitted that Ling Feng and Yang Fei's strength was extremely terrifying, but the Tiandao Society has developed for decades. The complex relationship network of complex relationships is so huge, how could it be destroyed by just two people?

Their Tiandao Society may not be able to fight against Ling Feng, but there is always a presence in Hanjiang City that can fight against Ling Feng.

Even if Lingfeng in Hanjiang City can be the dominant one, it is a bigger existence than Hanjiang City?

Fatty Jin stared at Ling Feng and sneered: "What a big tone, then I want to see how you are going to destroy my Tiandao Club."

As soon as the words fell, a pistol appeared in his hands.

The point where the muzzle pointed far away was Ling Feng's eyebrows.

The other people around Fatty Jin were also like Fatty Jin at this time.

Ling Feng could see that Fatty Jin was definitely a master of guns. He was proving this to Ling Feng from the other party's way of pulling out the gun and holding the gun.

Fatty Jin laughed and said, "Boy, I know you know how to do kung fu, but no matter how good kung fu is, can you resist the penetration of bullets?"

A person next to Fatty Jin walked out with a smile and came to Ling Feng's face. The muzzle in his hand swayed back and forth in front of Ling Feng's eyes.

"Boy, it's better for those who know each other's knowledge to kneel on the ground and admit their mistakes immediately, otherwise our bullets will not recognize people."

Fatty Jin felt a little dissatisfied when he saw his confidants so frivolously.

As the president of Tiandao Society, his eyesight is naturally much higher than that of ordinary people. Although Ling Feng and Yang Fei were dressed in simple clothes, his high demeanor was rare to him.

So he didn't want to make things too big, and it was his greatest philosophy in his life.

So he said coldly: "Just kneel down, let's leave this hotel immediately if you know the truth. Today is a happy day for my Tiandao Club. I don't want to make trouble."

"Hmph! Looking for death!"

Ling Feng looked at the muzzle shaking in front of him, and a cold and cold groan as cold as ice came from his mouth.

The member of the Tiandao Club in front of him paused in an instant, and then he fell to the sky.

I saw blood spraying out like a pillar in his mouth, nose, ears and eyes.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

The gunshots were like lightning, bursting out one after another.

The guns in the hands of Fatty Jin and others were finally stopped suppressing. The fire flashed, and everyone shot out all the bullets in their hands like desperately.

Too weird, too weird.

Facing Ling Feng’s voice, who dares to be careless and who dares to keep it?

Everyone's eyes were full of expectations, staring at Ling Feng in front of him.

At this moment, they no longer had the confidence they used to be in the gun in their hands.

They prayed in their hearts that Ling Feng's body could be shot through and that Ling Feng's body could fall down.

Even the three mysterious figures in the box were staring at Ling Feng intently, and their eyes were also full of enthusiasm.

Ling Feng was not shot through by the bullet, and even the bullet had no chance to approach Ling Feng's body.

When the bullet fell about a foot in front of Ling Feng, everyone saw a layer of ripples in the air.

If a stone enters the water, the ripples spread out layer by layer, and the bullet stops suddenly at the center of the ripples.

This is a very strange picture.

In the private room, the two old men saw this and their eyes suddenly condensed, then they stood up together and protected the young man behind them.

"Ah~~Ghost!"

Finally, someone couldn't help but scream.

Apart from ghosts, they never thought of anything else that could do all this in front of them.

Ling Feng slowly stretched out his hand, pinched a bullet that was staying in the air, and used both fingers to force it, and the extremely hard bullet instantly twisted and shattered, turning into fine powder all over the sky, falling down along Ling Feng's fingers.

The other bullets that were parked in front of Ling Feng fell to the ground at this moment.

"Ding, ding, ding..."

A series of crisp sounds came from the ground. Although the sound was small, it clearly fell into everyone's ears.

Even the roaring songs made by the speakers in the box seemed to be unable to suppress the small green sound at this time.

At this moment, this place is no longer heaven or earth, this place is hell.

Although it is luxurious and luxurious, and although the bells and drums are endless, Ling Feng is here, and all the vanity is meaningless.

The reason why hell is called hell is not because it is where the evil ghosts are punished, but because where the king of hell is there is hell.

"Steal the horse and fly!"

Ling Feng's voice sounded again, but his voice was still the same, but no one dared to ignore it.
Chapter completed!