After Huang Qiang escaped, Han Feng and Zhuzi fought even harder. Zhuzi's hands were like a pair of vise pliers, pinching Han Feng's neck tightly, while Han Feng's fists slammed Zhuzi's head, face and other vital parts wildly, trying to force the other party to let go. Zhuzi's head was beaten with blood, but he refused to let go and was still closing his hands hard. Han Feng's face was flushed, but his fists did not continue to hit him relaxed, but he was affected by suffocation and his strength was obviously weak.

Seeing that Han Feng's strength was getting smaller and smaller, his eyes began to turn a little white, and gradually he could not resist Zhuzi's attack, and Zhuzi's face showed a grim smile, and the power in his hands became even greater, and he had the intention of strangling Han Feng to death in one fell swoop.

With a loud "bang", a glass-killing cup hit Zhuzi's head, and immediately became shattered, and blood and wine flowed down. Zhuzi suffered this fatal blow and his hand immediately relaxed. Han Feng seized the opportunity, contracted his legs, and kicked Zhuzi's chest with a fierce kick. Zhuzi's body immediately leaned back, revealing Li Xiu, who was standing behind him, still in shock.

Zhuzi fell to the ground, and although he was covered in blood, he did not lose consciousness. He struggled to get up. While his hands and feet were dancing, he touched Han Feng's dagger that was knocked away by him. He immediately picked it up and shook it to get up.

Han Feng climbed up from the ground, saw Zhuzi picking up the dagger, rushed up without thinking, kicked him sideways, kicking him on Zhuzi's chest, Zhuzi shook for a moment, and fell down.

At this moment, a few people walked in outside the private room, which were Qingchundou, Peng Hao and others. Although Xiang Lao San and Han Feng repeatedly told them not to come in, they were still worried about Han Feng's safety. Especially when they saw Xiang Lao San leaving from afar, Zhuzi walked into the northern building, so they finally walked in together.

Seeing them coming in, Han Feng's first reaction was to ask Huang Qiang's whereabouts: "Where is Huang Qiang?!"

Peng Hao shook his head: "I didn't see it, boss, did he run out?"

Han Feng cursed regretfully: "I'll let this old man run away!"

Peng Hao glanced at the people who were lying on the ground and suggested: "When you wake them up, you will definitely know where this old grandson has gone. Boss, this time he has already torn his face. You must not let him recover, otherwise we will be done."

Han Feng nodded, walked quickly to Baozi, pulled him up, and then grabbed some wine from the side and poured it on his face. Baozi shuddered and slowly opened his eyes.

Han Feng raised his hand and slapped him in the face: "Say, where did Huang Qiang go?"

Baozi was slapped and felt dizzy again. He was confused for a while before he woke up and replied, "I've been dizzy all the time. I don't know where he went."

Peng Hao stepped forward and punched his belly again. Baozi howled in pain. Peng Hao said, "Howl, your mother, hurry up, otherwise you will suffer."

Baozi knew that it was so much useless to hide it, so he could only tell the address of Huang Qiang at Dongdan's mother's house.

As soon as he finished speaking, Peng Hao and others beat him again, beating him while scolding: "Cao, the dog who betrayed his eldest son will not be beaten to death."

Han Feng looked at the mess in the room and shouted: "Come here!"
Chapter completed!