The bedroom was badly damaged, so the two had no choice but to go downstairs to the living room. The security guys outside were all sent away by Qin Feng, and they were told that what happened tonight was not allowed to be told to anyone.
Seeing Roman glaring at him angrily, Young Master Qin asked in confusion: "What's wrong? I don't seem to have offended you. You asked me to swear that I did. What else are you dissatisfied with?"
It's okay not to say this, but the beautiful manager became even more angry: "Do you call swearing? Qin Feng, today I have completely gotten to know you. You are just a pervert in human skin, with a pure soul.
Those girls in the company are really blind, they actually treat you like a male god."
Young Master Qin shrugged with a smile and said, "How about you expose my pervert nature to them? Let's see if they believe you or me, hahaha."
If it were a male colleague, Roman's charm would definitely convince a group of people; but if it were those nymphomaniacs, to be honest, she had no idea at all.
In addition, these days, women don’t love men unless they are bad.
"My aunt suffered a big loss today. You have to reduce my debt by part of it, otherwise I will end up with you." The beautiful manager began to wave her little fists, showing her teeth and claws in a very interesting way.
Qin Feng poured a glass of wine and took a sip before saying, "Be kind and kind. Is that half a million given to you for free? You just acted in a play with me and you got such a high salary.
Even the top celebrities in the country can't reach this level, right? However, I think it's worth the money. Your sword is quite powerful. I guess the God of Death is a cripple and can't run fast.
Sasha can easily catch up with him and kill him."
This can be regarded as a disguised compliment to the beautiful manager. You can tell by looking at her performance, she has a helpful expression on her face.
She must know that her opponent is the god of death in the world of killers in the famous town. Being able to cut him with a knife will make her excited for several days.
She raised her mouth and threw a cup over, humming: "Give me a cup too, tonight is a night worth remembering..."
"Are you referring to flirting with me?"
"Why don't you die, you narcissist, big pervert, shameless soul, scum..."
Listening to her unparalleled praise of him, the beauty in Young Master Qin's heart almost felt like it was digging into the cracks in the ground. Is my brother really as bad as you say?
Forget it, you can't mess with a woman who is angry.
Roman scolded him for a while, but when he saw that he was indifferent, he sat on the sofa angrily and turned his attention to the red wine in front of him.
More than ten minutes have passed and the instructor has not returned yet.
"It's strange, is Shasha destroying the corpses and eradicating traces? It won't take that long. Dealing with a half-crushed God of Death is a piece of cake." Young Master Qin was almost in awe, standing on the balcony and staring.
Looking into the distance, I hope to see Isabella.
"I disappoint you!" Shasha's voice sounded from behind him.
He quickly turned his head, looked at Isabella who had already picked up the red wine glass, and asked: "You came in from the back, right? What did you say to disappoint me? Could it be that the God of Death ran away?"
Instructor Fu Lao said hello to Roman first, and then said: "He did run away. Little villain, we underestimated the strength of the God of Death. I'm very surprised how a master like him could fall into your trap and be killed by you two."
It is simply a miracle that he escaped."
What do you mean, the facts are in front of you, is there anything wrong?
As the Fu Lao instructor narrated the previous events, the two of them couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.
It turned out that Isabella had a big fight with the injured God of Death, and the result was a deadlock. If they had to fight hard, only God would know who would win and who would lose.
The powerful fighting power displayed by the God of Death was incredible to her. If it weren't for the fact that his strength was greatly reduced due to his injury, Isabella felt that she would never have a chance to tie with him.
After hearing this, Qin Feng asked in disbelief: "How is it possible? That guy can't withstand the attacks of the two of us. Shasha, you are so powerful, how can you not kill him?"
He even wondered if the beautiful instructor was deliberately letting things slip. After all, there were only three of them left in the world at the moment. If they died, one would be missing.
Instructor Fu Lao analyzed: "There is a strange aura around his body that reminds me of an ancient profession in America - lich."
Qin Feng's eyes widened: "Lich? Are you talking about the immortal lich in American mythology? He is obviously of European descent, how could he be a lich?"
Instructor Fu Lao rolled his eyes at him with his beautiful big eyes and hummed: "I am from the Middle East, and I don't have the blood of the blood race. This is nothing to make a fuss about. Besides, the lich is more like a race than a race inherited by blood.
You don’t have to be a Native American to have a career.”
To put it this way, I really underestimate the God of Death.
Legend has it that an undead lich can never be killed. The body of a high-level lich is like a rotten tree. It is not afraid of any form of attack, but can use endless poisonous skills to kill people.
Roman said in a weak tone: "Listening to what you said, I seem to think that he is different from ordinary people. Qin Feng, do you have any impression that one of us stabbed him once, and he didn't even bleed?"
In front of Isabella, she would never be able to show strength, even if she was once the most powerful Shura among the four great kings of the living clan.
yes!
Qin Feng raised his legs and rushed upstairs, opening all the luminous things in the bedroom.
As expected, there was no trace of blood on the floor or on the bed. Only some green liquid, sticky, was left on the carpet. He took out a small glass bottle, put a few pieces of carpet with green liquid in it, and prepared to take it.
Go back and let Hou Bao test it.
The two women also followed. Isabella shook her head and said, "You are really lucky. The God of Death was too careless when he came in. Otherwise, with the strength of the two of you, one of you would definitely die."
Roman's pretty face turned pale, and she picked out a strange-shaped dagger from under the bed. The entire dagger was in the shape of a cobra, with the snake's head as the handle and the snake body underneath as the blade.
"Holy crap, grandson's viper is here." Qin Feng almost jumped up.
The name of the dagger is Viper, and it is the weapon of the God of Death. Countless people have died under this knife.
Isabella also changed her expression: "No wonder he didn't use his sword during the fight just now. It turned out to be that he dropped it here. With the character of the God of Death, he suffered such a big loss and lost his weapon. He must have lost it."
I will fight to the death. Girl, how about giving you this knife?"