The banquet was interrupted, and the bronze door smashed to the ground, causing a crowd of screams and curses.
Du Shaolong's eyes sank and he looked towards the door.
I saw a figure standing at the door, tightly bandaged, looking at the bleeding palm.
Everyone in the villa was shocked and looked at the man at the door with dull eyes.
"Draft! Who the hell are you?"
A young man stood up angrily. He almost peed his pants when the door flew in. He was in a bad mood at this time.
The man just wore a bandage and didn't raise his head.
"You are pretending to be your mother, you didn't hear me talking to you, right..."
The young master rushed up and raised his hand to grab the man's neck.
The man raised his head, his cold gaze made the young master's arms stiffen.
"boom!"
The young master's body flew backwards, vomiting blood, and smashed the table full of drinks.
All the young men looked down at their companions in shock.
He was vomiting blood, and his chest was dented with a footprint.
Qin Feng walked into the villa and glanced around: "Young Master Du, you are in a good mood."
"Qin Feng!"
Du Shaolong stood up suddenly, his eyes vicious: "Why are you here?"
His pupils shrank. Qin Feng suddenly appeared here. Does that mean that the assassination might fail?
"Very disappointed."
Qin Feng stepped forward slowly: "Snipers, a dozen desperadoes."
"It's not a small feat, but it's a pity that it's still one step behind."
"That bitch Wen Lan is indeed not dead."
"Not even a sniper can kill her."
Du Shaolong's eyes were gloomy, and he suddenly laughed again: "Then tell me, which step am I missing?"
"Well, I shouldn't have had this idea."
Qin Feng suddenly grabbed the wine bottle on the table, crushed it with one hand, and slammed it towards the corner of the hall!
"Puff!"
There were two sounds of skin being torn apart, and two bodyguards covered their necks and fell down from behind the curtain. The short guns in their hands were loaded, but the bullets could never be ejected.
Everyone looked shocked.
Even they didn't know there was a gunman hiding behind the curtains in the living room. How did this person find out?
Du Shaolong's eyes narrowed, and then he sneered and said, "Why, are you here to take revenge on me?"
"revenge?"
Qin Feng wiped his palms with wine: "I'm here to fulfill my original promise."
"promise?"
Du Shaolong laughed sarcastically: "Why don't I remember your promise?"
"Young Master Long forgets things a lot."
Qin Feng smiled calmly: "I said, if you don't know how to restrain yourself, you will still come to cause trouble."
"I will treat you the same way I treat Shen Shaofeng."
Shen Shaofeng?
The faces of the young men around him were startled. Everyone in the second-generation circle knew that Shen Shaofeng was stabbed ninety-nine times in his club and was still lying in the intensive care unit.
They suddenly realized that the person in front of them was the person involved.
But, can Shen Shaofeng be the same as Du Shaolong?
The second-rate Shen family is not even qualified to shine shoes in front of Du Men.
Du Shaolong is one of the four young masters of Nandu.
No matter in terms of strength or background, Shen Shaofeng is more than a dozen steps ahead.
But Qin Feng actually wanted to use the same method to treat Du Shaolong.
Still in Dumen's family villa.
Du Shaolong suddenly laughed, his laughter was extremely ferocious and cold:
"Qin Feng, is your brain broken?"
"You compare that loser Shen Shaofeng with me?"
He seemed to have heard a big joke:
"Do you know what a Duman is?"
"You are not as good as a hundred Shen family, how can you fight with me!"
"Domen?"
Qin Feng's eyes were calm: "In my eyes, they are all the same."
"Blow, keep blowing."
Du Shaolong was dismissive and said in a joking tone: "You said before that I wouldn't live for two days."
"Not only am I fine, but I am still alive and well."
He lifted his clothes and patted his belly like a white chicken:
"Acupuncture has been resolved."
"The medical skills for which I am famous are nothing at all in the eyes of some people!"
The group of young men around him also laughed and looked at Qin Feng sarcastically.
He kept saying that he wanted to kill Du Shaolong, but in the end he was slapped in the face again and again.
"Yeah?"
Qin Feng smiled: "Use your fingers to press three inches below your belly button and use a little force..."
Du Shaolong dismissed it, but still did as he was told:
"Just try it, I've been cured of the acupuncture, what little ability you have..."
He stopped abruptly.
The eyes are round and the face is red.
"puff!"
A mouthful of pus and blood spit out from Du Shaolong's mouth, splashing on the ground and exuding a strong stench.
"It stinks so much."
A sexy beauty subconsciously covered her mouth with disgust on her face.
"you wanna die!"
Du Shaolong raised his head, grabbed the woman's hair, and knocked hard against the corner of the table.
"boom!"
The woman's head was bleeding profusely, and she fell to the ground and twitched unconscious.
"You are so kind to your own people."
Qin Feng nodded: "He is indeed the most evil young man in the Southern Capital, and his reputation is well-deserved."
Du Shaolong turned a deaf ear and stared at Qin Feng: "What the hell did you do to me?"
Vomiting pus and blood, he felt that his physical strength was fading, and it was extremely difficult to even stand up.
This feeling made him extremely panicked.
"nothing."
"I hid a secret needle inside your body and sealed your life gate."
"As long as you press the Yangguan point hard and insert the hidden needle into the body, you can live for up to three hours..."
Qin Feng was extremely calm, but every word sent chills down Du Shaolong's back.
"How dare you play with me!"
"I'm going to kill you!"
Du Shaolong roared angrily: "Death by a thousand cuts!"