Is the young master of King of Jingzhou beheaded in public?

A stone startled a thousand layers of waves.

Fengtian is boiling.

The country of China was shocked! The forces of all the major families in Fengtian were shocked. Many of them were sent to the hotel to avenge Wang Jialun! "What?

Lin Feng killed Wang Jialun?

Haha, God really helps me.”

Zhou Wuji laughed to the sky and ordered: "The time is right, let's go ahead and prepare for a fatal blow."

"What?

The young sect dominated the Wang family's little boy?"

When Chen Laogou got the news, he was stunned and felt that the matter was very big, so he immediately reported it.

Zhou Zhongxuan received the news and immediately reported to Lin Aotian: "The master of the sect, the young master of the sect killed the Wang family's baby! With the vengeful personality of the Wang family, he will definitely not give up. Do we want to-" "If the Wang family dares to touch Feng'er, I don't mind breaking that oath and going to Jingzhou for another trip."

Lin Aotian raised his head and drank a mouthful of inferior white wine, shook his head and said.

Zhou Zhongxuan's face changed slightly, and he thought of five words: The Forbidden City Storm! Twenty years ago, there was a man and a sword that suppressed a generation of young men in Jingzhou and could not raise their heads. The blood stained Kyoto, which was called the Forbidden City Storm.

Those young men who were trampled back then are now in high positions, but for this incident twenty years ago, that demon-like man was their lingering nightmare.

And that person is Lin Aotian.

--hotel.

Countless families gathered with only one goal, to avenge the Wang family and please the Wang family! "Young master, more and more people are coming, and they are all famous masters in the Tao, very cruel.

A hero will not suffer any loss in front of him.

Or, let's avoid it?"

Wang She was so scared that his legs were slammed.

Lin Feng took a sip of the cigarette, glanced lightly, and said, "These people are far from enough - kill!"

Wang She was stunned.

"Whoever dares to touch my Lang Yi, get out and die!"

A burly young man strode out of the hall with fierce eyes.

He was wearing a white shirt and half a dozen tie, and seemed very arrogant and unruly.

Behind him, the middle-aged man smiled very coldly, and there was a bald guard with a black wild wolf tattooed on his head. He looked fierce and indifferent, and he looked like a good person at first glance.

He walked towards Lin Feng with his eyes very disdainful: "Boy, no matter who you are or what background you have, if you dare to touch my Lang Yi's friend, you will die today!"

Lin Feng glanced at it and said, "Who is barking? It's so noisy!"

"What?

Do you dare to call me a dog?

Boy, do you know who I am?"

Lang Yi was furious and stared at Lin Feng coldly, saying, "Say, how do you want to die?"

Lin Feng glanced at him, raised his hand directly, and slapped him with a big mouth.

Bang! Lang Yi was caught off guard and felt like he was struck by lightning. He was like a kite with a broken string, flying seven or eight meters wide. He fell to eat shit, his face swollen into dough, his teeth and blood spit out, he was dizzy and very embarrassed.

Oh my God.

He slapped Mr. Lang?

This is too crazy! Everyone present was shocked.

Although the Lang family is not a big force, they are famous for their ruthless behavior and vicious methods. They are a "mad dog". They will avenge them. Even if they suffer casualties, they will tear off a piece of flesh from their opponents. It is precisely because of this ruthless and crazy spirit that many people are very afraid and unwilling to provoke them easily.

"Boy, if you dare to attack Mr. Lang, you are looking for death!"

The middle-aged cold man's face darkened, murderous intent appeared in his eyes, and raised his hand to issue a hidden weapon to attack Lin Feng.

"snort!"

Lin Feng snorted coldly, and the hidden weapon, a lancet broke in mid-air and then turned around.

Whoosh! The middle-aged cold man froze, his throat was pierced, and he died tragically under his unique hidden weapon.

"Boy, you have a habit of being—" Lang Yi got up from the ground, with a crazy cold sneer on his face, staring at Lin Feng: "Boy, do you know whose territory this is?

The territory of my Lang family.

You must have heard of Wild Wolf Hall?

Even if you haven't heard of it, it doesn't matter, but you should know the saying "A hundred wolves go on the battle, no grass will grow."

"Wild Wolf Hall?

I've never heard of it."

Lin Feng shrugged and said, "No matter who it is, if you dare to mess with me tonight, you will die!"

"Haha, boy, you're too arrogant.

Who do you think you are, I’m the King of Heaven.

Let me tell you that even if the Heavenly King is old today, you will have to die.”

Lang Yi sneered.

"You're talking nonsense!"

Lin Feng sighed, raised his hand slightly, and grabbed it.

Crack! Lang Yi's arm was broken and he screamed like a pig.

"roll!"

Lin Feng's arm was shocked, and Lang Yiru was bombarded by Italian guns. He flew backwards, knocked over the champagne tower, knocked over the glass table, fell into broken glass, his face was covered with wounds and blood flowed.

This scene shocked everyone.

For a moment, the entire party scene was like a silent hill, silent.

"Come, kill!"

Lang Yi's guard, a bald man with a wild wolf tattooed on his head waved his hand, rushed out ten black-clad guards and rushed towards Lin Feng.

Lin Feng flicked his finger, and the cigarette butt turned into a stream of light, killing the ten black-clad guards.

Everyone was shocked.

For a moment, the scene was silent, like a graveyard.

I don’t know how long it took, but Lang Yi got up from the ground again, his eyes frantically.

"Boy, wait.

I will make you regret coming to this world and waiting for the wolves to go to war, your relatives, your friends, and everything related to you will be torn to pieces."

The vicious threat made everyone gasp, their spine became cold, and hundreds of wolves went on a battle and no grass grew. It was not just a simple statement.

The Wild Wolf Hall has a vicious and extremely vicious way. If you don’t take action, you will be wiped out as soon as you take action. Even the elderly from the eighty to the hungry babies will not let go and kill ruthlessly.

"Hundreds of wolves go on the battle?"

Lin Feng glanced at Lang Yi, with a trace of disdain on his lips and said, "Haha.

Don't blame me for not giving you a chance."

He said again: "Today, I will let you know what it means to overestimate yourself!"

"—" Everyone sneered, disregarded, and even looked at Lin Feng with contempt and disdain. The cruelty and madness of the Wild Wolf Hall were well known to everyone, and were definitely not something Lin Feng could compete with.

Once a hundred wolves are dispatched, there will be casualties, and it cannot be solved by more money.

"What are you afraid of if you are a few wolves! When my beard light comes, the hundred wolves will turn into dogs!"

Old Dog Chen hurried over and stood respectfully behind Lin Feng.

"Wait, what is Xumang?"

The younger generation, some people looked confused and had never heard of this term, but the old man who had extraordinary experiences changed slightly. Looking at Lin Feng's expression, he was solemn and surprised.

"Xuemang, that is, Xumang coffin, a straw coffin woven with whisker grass on the grave.

However, this kind of grass coffin is only used on the cruelest battlefield. The warriors are killed in hundreds of battles, and the corpse of the shoumang coffin is wrapped in.

How could it appear here?”

A girl suddenly realized and shouted: "I heard from my grandfather that a sad soldier went on a battle in ancient times. He was sorrowful. He marched with a coffin in the sun and collapsed at night. Finally, he fought in Muye. This sad soldier won a great victory with a few times the enemy's strength, becoming the most famous classic case in history where he won the most with fewer victory, the Battle of Muye."

"I heard a retired uncle say that the battlefield fighting was fierce and cruel. Every day, soldiers were killed and injured. If the coffin was not enough, they would wrap the body with a beard and buried in the soil."

Humane.

"Xu Mang is the coffin, I'll go and fuck you, leave it for yourself.

Come and kill this mess for me!”

Lang Yi's expression was ferocious and his eyes were resentful.

At that moment, the bald guard waved his hand and ten more masters appeared.
Chapter completed!