Qiu Feihong sat peacefully on the chair and drank tea. Qiu Sheng's subordinates rushed in in a panic and hurriedly reported the matter to Qiu Feihong.

"What?!" Although Qiu Feihong was shocked, he slowly put down the tea in his hand.

"He hasn't come back, why are you doing when you come back?" Qiu Feihong is a person who is not easy to meet. Only Qiu Sheng and Deng Xi can follow Qiu Feihong's wishes.

Qiu Feihong glared at Qiu Sheng's subordinates at a glance, and saw that the person who was stared by Qiu Feihong was like a huge hand holding it, exerting force a little bit after it was held.

His body gradually became thinner, and even standing there was a problem. He was still alive, but he was like a pile of loose bones, "piled" on the ground.

Then Qiu Feihong stomped the floor hard, and the man was scattered all over the floor because of the vibration of the floor.

Dead on the spot.

Qiu Feihong waved his hand and signaled the servant to deal with the corpse. The person who handled the corpse brought a broom and swept the corpse away just like cleaning the floor.

Deng Xi next to him walked to Qiu Feihong with a smirk: "The ability of adults to awaken is getting better and better. In this way, it is just around the corner to become a deacon in my teaching."

Qiu Feihong enjoyed Deng Xi's flattery, but looked at Deng Xi with fear. He loved and feared Qiu Feihong, the "Blood Corpse God Cult" described by Deng Xi.

Bang! A big foot kicked the door open: "Where is Qiu Feihong? I have something to ask him!"

The person who kicked the door was Erliang, but in addition to Erliang, Liu Feng also stepped into the door slowly.

Erliang threw a person directly on the ground, twisting like a maggot, looking at Qiu Feihong with tears in his eyes: "Boss! It's my fault, it's me wrong, it's me anxious for a moment, and I wronged Wang Shaoyang! I admit the beating and punishment." This person is Qiu Sheng.

Qiu Sheng said this well and cleverly shirked responsibility. Qiu Sheng said this to his boss, but everyone could hear it, so that the people in the gathering place knew who was the boss and who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one

Qiu Sheng was still trying to open his mouth, but Erliang stepped on his jaw, just his mouth.

"My brother died in vain. It was your subordinates who did it. It's not too much for us to ask for an explanation?" Liu Feng spoke lightly, not going to see Qiu Sheng or Erliang. He just said to Qiu Feihong's direction.

"Not too much." Qiu Feihong was so familiar with Liu Feng. From the first place, Ma Xiang took Liu Feng back to Brother Biao's gathering place, and to the battle between the Longshan base and the zombies.

Qiu Feihong did not admire Liu Feng, who was an evolutionist, only envy, jealousy, and infinite ambitions.

"My brother proved his innocence. I want this guy to live with one life and accompany my brother's life. Isn't it too much?" Liu Feng's tone heavier.

"Not too much." Even though Qiu Feihong is already a second-level evolver, he still feels a little nervous when he looks at Liu Feng. After all, he fights with zombies and lives. It can be said that people who have died many times have died, relying on their temperament alone, Qiu Feihong, a usurper, will never be as good as Qiu Feihong.

Before Liu Feng could speak, Deng Xi beside Qiu Feihong suddenly spoke: "Do you dare to ask if your brother was killed by Qiu Sheng?"

Erliang was stunned when he heard this question. Yes, Wang Shaoyang died of a caesarean section by himself.

"That's right! I saw Qiu Sheng cut open my brother's stomach with his own eyes!" Liu Feng took a step forward and said righteously.

"????" Deng Xi's face was full of question marks, and Liu Feng's answer was beyond his expectations. He thought Liu Feng would say no, or be angry and embarrassed.

"..." Qiu Sheng, who was wailing on the ground, finally remained silent for a while, as if he had encountered an opponent who could match his skin.

Qiu Feihong didn't say anything, but if you look closely, you will find that he had just made a "dummy" mouth shape.

"It's really true that I killed my brother with such cruel means!!"

Liu Feng said, and directly grabbed the hammer on Erliang's waist and smashed Qiu Sheng's head into a blossoming flower.

The red one was blood, and the white one splattered on Qiu Feihong's face, causing Qiu Feihong to wipe his eyes quickly.

Erliang also made a quick decision, picked up the hammer from Liu Feng's hand and swung it directly on Deng Xi's face.

Deng Xi was actually hit by Erliang.

The red one was blood, and the white one splattered on Qiu Feihong's face again.

In Qiu Feihong's vision, it was normal for Liu Feng to angrily fight him, it was normal for Liu Feng to kill Qiu Sheng directly, and it was normal for Liu Feng to fight but they did nothing.

Who would have thought that Liu Feng would take someone to reason and then take off his left and right hands without hesitation.

When both of his subordinates were dead, Qiu Feihong realized that Qiu Feihong's weapon was a mace made of fine steel, which shone with the luster of metal. He picked it up and smashed it at Liu Feng.

Liu Feng flashed his body and was about to avoid Qiu Feihong's skills. Unexpectedly, Qiu Feihong suddenly stared at him tightly. Liu Feng felt weak and his limbs fell like noodles.

Although Liu Feng moved a little bit before, he was still hit on his leg with a mace.

"Are you fucking me!!! My legs!" Liu Feng had a lot of resentment towards his legs. For battles of all sizes, the injured ones will always be Liu Feng's legs.

Erliang seized the opportunity and hit Qiu Feihong's back with one blow, but the distance was too close. Erliang was another purity evolver. Qiu Feihong just staggered for a moment and stared at Erliang with another glance.

Erliang instantly felt that the air around him had solidified, and he could never run any longer at a speed.

"What is this!" Before Erliang finished speaking, Qiu Feihong rushed to Erliang's head with a mace. If he hit this point, Erliang would either die or die.
Chapter completed!