Chapter 679 The Wrath of the International League of Killers
"God of Death, don't be angry, I will investigate this matter clearly."
The God of Killing, the king of the International Killer Alliance, controls tens of thousands of killers around the world, and is extremely powerful. Even the kings of some small countries must respect him when they see him.
Once, a small country offended the International League of Killers.
As a result, the God of Killing directly sent hundreds of killers to kill the top leaders of this small country, which directly led to the collapse of this small country.
From then on, the name of the God of Killing was awe-inspiring the whole world.
But at this moment.
The God of Killing faced Yang Feng with a cautious look on his face.
There is no way, Yang Feng in front of him is really terrifying.
A few years ago, the International Killer League received a reward of 10 billion US dollars.
The target of the reward assassination is Yang Feng!
For this reward of 10 billion US dollars, the International Killer League sent a total of thirteen gold medal killers.
But in the end, all the thirteen gold medal killers were killed by Yang Feng.
Not only that, Yang Feng also personally committed suicide at the headquarters of the International Killer Alliance.
Tens of thousands of killers were slaughtered by Yang Feng alone.
The God of Killing himself fought with Yang Feng, but unfortunately he failed in the end.
However, in the end, Yang Feng did not kill the God of Killing, but gave the God of Killing a chance.
Since then, the God of Killing issued an order to never accept the task of assassinating Yang Feng again.
Because the God of Killing knew that if he offended Yang Feng, he would probably die without a place to bury him.
Now I received a call from Yang Feng that his wife was assassinated by people from the International Killer League, which made the Killing God frightened instantly.
"snort!"
Yang Feng snorted coldly and said, "I don't want to hear you explain so much. This is the second assassination. If there is a third assassination, don't blame me for not reminding you."
“Yes, yes!”
The God of Killing hurriedly nodded and said, "I will order now to cancel the assassination mission of your wife!"
"Um!"
Yang Feng nodded with satisfaction and asked with a cold face: "Tell me, who offered a reward for assassinating my wife?"
"this……"
Hearing this, the God of Killing hesitated for a moment and said, "Death, you should know the rules of our International Killer Alliance. Our International Killer Alliance must not disclose employer information..."
Before the God of Killing finished speaking, Yang Feng said with a cold face: "Stop talking nonsense to me, tell me immediately, who offered a reward to assassinate my wife? If you don't say it, I will destroy your entire international killer alliance."
Hearing this, the God of Killing was silent for a moment.
The God of Killing knew that Yang Feng said he could do it.
If Yang Feng really gets angry, Yang Feng may really destroy the entire international killer alliance.
After a moment of silence, the God of Killing slowly spit out a name from his mouth.
After hearing this name, Yang Feng's face suddenly became gloomy, and a cold light appeared in his eyes.
Yang Feng really didn't expect that he would be the one who offered a reward to assassinate Ye Mengyan!
Lan Zhen!
Ye Mengyan’s grandfather!
"Okay, I get it!"
After saying that, Yang Feng hung up the phone directly.
After hanging up the phone, Yang Feng narrowed his eyes and said to himself: "Lan Zhen, Lan Zhen, I originally thought you had completely quieted down, but I didn't expect you to be so unwilling to give up and dare to offer a reward to assassinate my wife. It seems that if you don't kill you, the East China Sea will never be peaceful."
The words fell.
A cold murderous aura erupted from Yang Feng's body.
In an instant, the temperature of the entire air dropped to freezing point.
at the same time.
Among the medieval castles thousands of miles away.
The God of Kill put down the phone in his hand and breathed a sigh of relief.
The clothes on his back were completely soaked in cold sweat.
He never expected that the person he was going to assassinate was Yang Feng's wife.
Oh my God!
What a stupid thing I did?
Almost, the entire international killer alliance is going to be destroyed in his hands!
The God of Killing roared and said, "Transfer my order and cancel the assassination mission of Ye Mengyan from today!"
"yes!"
After receiving the order, Ye Mengyan's assassination mission was immediately cancelled.
At the same time, the Killing God picked up his mobile phone and dialed a phone number.
After a moment, the phone was connected.
Lan Zhen on the other end of the phone asked expectantly: "How is it? Has the mission been completed?"
"You're done with your paralysis!"
The God of Killing was not polite at all and started cursing directly.
Forehead?
Lan Zhen on the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment, and then became angry.
"Kill God, what do you mean? I gave you one billion, how dare you scold me?"
"One billion?"
The God of Killing sneered and said, "Lan Zhen, do you know that because of your 100 million, our International Killer Alliance was almost killed by you! Let me tell you, starting today, I will cancel the assassination reward mission of Ye Mengyan! Also, you have caused our International Killer Alliance to lose troops and lose generals, so you are waiting for our International Killer Alliance to retaliate!"
Hearing words.
Lan Zhen was completely confused.
He had no idea what was going on.
Will the God of Killing Ye Mengyan be killed?
Do you still have to take revenge on yourself?
Is he crazy?
Lan Zhen asked hurriedly: "Kill God, are you crazy? Do you know that you are destroying the killer's rules when doing this?"
"Go to your paralysis!"
The God of Killing cursed: "Lan Zhen, I tell you, I can't complete the person you asked me to assassinate. Also, you should ask for your own blessings! Our International Killer Alliance will not accept any of your reward missions in the future!"
Bang!
After saying this, Killing God hung up the phone directly.
“Hey hey hey…”
No matter what Lan Zhen called, the killing god on the other end of the phone had already hung up the phone.
After being hung up the phone, Lan Zhen looked confused.
"Is even the International Killer League afraid of Yang Feng?"
Thinking of this, Lan Zhen shivered all over.
Lan Zhen is very clear about how powerful the International Killer League is.
That is one of the best killer organizations in the world!
For them, killing Ye Mengyan is completely easy.
But now, the God of Killing not only canceled the assassination of Ye Mengyan, but also furious at himself.
The only explanation is that even the International Killer Alliance can't deal with Yang Feng!
"How is this possible? Isn't Yang Feng just a Donghai King? Can it still make the International Killer League afraid?"
Lan Zhen looked puzzled.
He really couldn't figure out what the Killing God was afraid of.
Then, Lan Zhen's face became ferocious.
"Yang Feng, do you really think I can't do anything to you?"
"Although the International Killer Alliance is afraid of you, I am not afraid of you!"
"If you don't kill you, it will be impossible to relieve my hatred!"
No matter what Yang Feng's identity is, it doesn't matter to Lan Zhen.
He is already seventy years old and will be in the coffin in a few years.
Lan Zhen’s biggest wish before his death was to kill Yang Feng and avenge his son.
For this goal, it doesn't matter even if you sacrifice your life.
Chapter completed!