"Are you threatening me?" Lin Feng gritted his teeth and clenched his fists tightly.

Montaigne sneered: "Yes, it's a threat! I'm just threatening you. Come and bite me if you can, you bastard-like dog!"

"You are so arrogant!" Lin Feng's eyes flashed.

Montaigne laughed loudly and said coldly: "I am not considered arrogant now. You will know later what true arrogance is. Anyway, it seems that he will not follow us back obediently. Brothers, come on

, break his dog legs, let me see how long he can stay strong?"

After saying that, he glanced at Lin Feng coldly.

Hearing these words, the four or five horsemen behind them sneered, and some were even ready to take out firearms. For drug dealers like them, firearms and other equipment were simply common equipment.

Whoosh!

Before these horse boys could take out their weapons, Lin Feng started to move, like a tiger coming out of its cage with overwhelming momentum, attacking these horse boys.

With one punch, it turned into five fist shadows. Each fist shadow seemed to be a roaring tiger. Before the fist hit, these horses felt a sense of fear, as if there was really a tiger charging at them.

Killing, you can still vaguely smell the bloody wind.

Bang bang bang...

There was a series of muffled sounds of fists hitting the bodies, and all the ribs on these horse boys were broken. There were clicking sounds one after another, and they let out shrill screams.

"This, this..." These horses were in disbelief, their eyes almost bulging out. They felt as if their bodies had been trampled by a wild elephant, and all the bones in their bodies were shattered.

puff!

These horses could no longer bear the injuries to their internal organs. They vomited out blood in large mouths, their faces were pale, they were breathless, and their lives were hanging on by a thread.

"How is it possible? How could you become so strong?" Montaigne also widened his eyes, unable to believe what he saw in front of him.

You must know that each of the four or five horsemen he brought is as skilled as himself, and in terms of ferocity and combat experience, they are even better than himself.

Unexpectedly, he was now so vulnerable in Lin Feng's hands. Not to mention causing any huge damage to Lin Feng, he couldn't even take out the firearms on his body.

Bang!

Lin Feng trampled Montaigne to the ground and looked at Montaigne with cold eyes. His eyes were like those of an emperor who had the power of life and death for his subordinates. His disregard for life was simply chilling!

With a few clicks, Lin Feng stepped on one of Montaigne's ribs and broke one of his leg bones again, giving him a profound lesson.

"Ah!" screamed, and Montaigne broke out in cold sweat. His body had returned to its normal state, but now he was crippled again and tasted that kind of inhuman pain.

A group of horse boys fell to the ground weakly, their eyes full of horror. Who is this kid? With such skill, I am afraid that they have kicked the iron plate this time, they must have kicked the iron plate!

Montaigne felt even more regretful. Why did he talk so much nonsense and be so polite? He should have just pulled out his gun when he saw this kid. Then no matter how powerful this kid was, he couldn't be their opponent.

But now it's too late. Attack and defense can easily change. Now the initiative has fallen into the hands of others, and they are now the meat on the chopping board and can only be slaughtered by others.

"How dare you threaten me, Montaigne, you are really courageous. Who gave you the courage?!" Lin Feng's big foot stepped hard on Montaigne's chest, and Montaigne almost suffered another tragedy.

He screamed out and was so painful that he broke into a cold sweat.

But facing Lin Feng's question, he had to answer.

"I am Mr. Hu's apprentice. I came here just to find out about you as a drug dealer. Why do you want to ruin our good deeds? The police almost caught us! I'm telling you now, you'd better let me go now.

, Otherwise, if you anger Mr. Hu, not only you, but also the people around you will definitely die without burial!" Montaigne sneered and threatened. With Mr. Hu as his backer, he is now as stable as a mountain, and he is not afraid that Lin Feng dares to attack him.

How about it.

You know, Mr. Hu is a real Xuan-level master, one level stronger than yellow-level masters like them. With this invincible force, he grabbed a large amount of territory in Zengcheng and gradually became a secret drug lord.

He had countless younger brothers, and even earned huge amounts of wealth, becoming one of the top tyrants in Zengcheng.

Anyone who knows Mr. Hu's reputation can't help but feel his body tremble a few times, because the name Mr. Hu is synonymous with terror in the Zengcheng underworld. No one can offend Mr. Hu and still survive unharmed!

I don’t know how many people had their bodies torn into pieces by Mr. Hu because they offended him. Even their families were not spared. The men were sold into coal mines in Shanxi to work as coolies, and the women were sold to African slaves. They were almost killed by him.

The entire family was destroyed!

Deeds like this have greatly shocked Mr. Hu’s reputation! It’s terrifying!

"Oh, that's it, but having said that, you Mr. Hu is just a piece of shit in my eyes, and I don't take it seriously at all. I broke a few bones, so I kindly let you go.

There is no way out, but you still dare to come to me. It seems that you are impatient." Lin Feng increased his intensity again.

Montaigne shivered in pain and finally screamed. After being tortured so hard, he felt that his nerves were almost severed and he almost fainted.

If God gave him another chance, he would rather pretend to know nothing than provoke Lin Feng, a real devil.

Others say Mr. Hu is a cruel and ruthless devil, but Montaigne understands that Lin Feng is the real devil, the kind of devil who pretends to be a pig and eats the tiger.

Because when Mr. Hu tortured his enemy, he would at least show a ferocious expression and at least have some ideas. But Lin Feng kicked his own ribs and tortured himself as hard as crushing an ant. His face

There was no expression at all.

Maybe this kid is a born murderer. I heard that such a terrifying person has no expression or any emotion when he kills, because these people think killing is like cutting a watermelon.

Just imagine, do humans feel any emotion or murderous intent when cutting a watermelon?

Thinking of this, Montaigne no longer dared to be stubborn and said quickly: "Lin Feng, if you have something to say, please speak up. This matter is our fault, please spare us."

"If I guess correctly, you came by car, right?" At this time, Lin Feng asked an unrelated matter.

Montaigne was startled, then nodded and said, "Yes, we came by car."
Chapter completed!