Qian Sha narrowed his eyes, murderous intent rising.
The young men were also stunned.
This is Du Shaolong, the eldest son of the Du family and the future heir.
In the living room of his own home, his neck was crushed and he was thrown to death.
If you tell me, no one will believe it.
Their eyes changed from contempt to fear.
He couldn't help but retreat, his face turned pale.
Soon, Yan Zihao reacted: "You deserve to die! You deserve to die!"
If Du Shaolong dies, he dies because of himself. His last refuge in Nandu will also be lost.
"I'm letting him go."
Qin Feng sneered again and again: "Now it's your turn to fulfill your promise."
One word awakens the dreamer.
Yan Zihao suddenly wanted to crush Yan Sisi's neck. He wanted to see with his own eyes that Qin Feng had killed his brother's woman because of his arrogance.
The next second.
He turned his head in surprise and found that a silver needle had pierced his wrist at some point. His arm was so stiff that he couldn't exert any strength at all.
"You sneak attack!"
He was furious: "Kill these two people!"
"Kill them!"
Several bodyguards suddenly drew their guns with their backhands.
"Buzz!"
The air fluctuates and sweeps across.
The movements of the bodyguards seemed to be frozen, frozen in place.
Their eyes were wide-eyed and frightened.
It was as if he was experiencing something extremely terrifying.
"Fuck, do it!"
"What are you doing standing still!"
"Are you going to rebel too?!"
Yan Zihao was furious and grabbed the bodyguard beside him with his left hand.
"Pfft!"
The blood line on the bodyguard's neck exploded, his head moved backwards, and he fell to the ground.
Then, the heads of several other bodyguards fell to the ground, and they all turned into headless corpses, with blood gushing from the place!
"you……"
Yan Zihao was stunned and suddenly turned his head: "Qin Feng, it was you who did it!"
Qin Feng held the butterfly knife in his hand and walked directly towards him.
"Qiansha save me!"
Yan Zihao's expression changed and he shouted.
"You want to kill someone in front of me!"
"You are too arrogant!"
Suddenly! A black shadow attacked, its strength was incomparable.
Qin Feng narrowed his eyes, advanced instead of retreating, and raised the butterfly knife with one hand.
"puff!"
The sound of a sharp blade cutting through flesh.
"what!"
Qian Sha roared angrily and backed away.
He looked at his metal-wrapped palm, which was torn open and blood was flowing wildly.
His eyes fell on the butterfly knife in Qin Feng's hand, which was as thin as a cicada's wings.
The blade is as thin as a cicada's wing, and when blood seals the throat, no leaves touch the body.
"die!"
Qian Sha's sleeves shook violently, and strands of black liquid flowed out, covering all corners of the metal claw sheath.
He rushed forward with murderous intent.
Qin Feng's eyes flashed sharply, and his body seemed to fly out like a wisp of light wind.
The air vibrates.
"ah!!"
Thousands of killing screams started again.
Before the body could return to its original position, the two palms had already fallen to the ground.
The palm was still squirming, and the black metal glove was cut off in the middle.
Indestructible!
Qian Sha lowered his broken arm and looked at Qin Feng with fear in his eyes:
"You, what kind of knife is this?"
"How is it possible to cut my cold iron gloves into pieces!"
His eyes were fixed on the butterfly knife until he saw the roaring dragon head on the handle.
He was shocked all over and stared at it intently.
That expression was like seeing a ghost.
"Dragon Breath..."
Qian Sha suddenly raised his head, and a line of blood instantly appeared on his neck.
"Vulnerable."
Qin Feng's movement flashed and he kicked him in the chest.
"boom!"
The body flew out upside down, and the head was still suspended in mid-air.
One second later.
Then it rolled to the ground with a "gudong" sound.
Thousands of kills, death.
"boom!"
There was a gunshot from behind.
Qin Feng's figure flashed and disappeared instantly.
Yan Zihao looked horrified, turned the gun and pulled the trigger frantically.
"Bang bang bang!"
He shot bullets through the air like crazy, and the wine bottles, glasses, teacups, TVs, porcelain... all exploded into pieces in the hall.
The young men and women lay on the ground in fear and fled in all directions.
"puff!"
An icy chill hit the back of my head.
Yan Zihao trembled: "Qin Feng, you are dead."
"Although Qian Sha is dead, his eldest brother Qian Ji is still in Nandu!"
"You have offended the temple, and the temple will launch a full-scale attack on you..."
He took a deep breath: "Don't kill me, I'll tell you where Qianji is."
"I can even help you lure him out and kill him for you."
"God is unaware of it."
The strong desire to survive made Yan Zihao's mind run like never before.
"OK."
"Just use your body."
Qin Feng was like the god of death, speaking coldly.
"puff."
Yan Zihao's eyes widened, and the world in front of him began to spin and fall. He could even see Du Shaolong nailed to the wall, Qian Sha with only one torso, and the trembling young men and beauties who were hiding behind the sofa when they landed... …
Finally, he looked at the ceiling.
What was close at hand was his own body without a head.
