As the voice fell, Liu Feng and Yang Shiwen came in, side by side.
Whirr!
When they saw Liu Feng, Luo Tengfei relaxed with a sigh of relief, and Yang Ding stopped frowning, immediately.
The black robed man from the Death Arsenal, suddenly narrowed his eyes, when he saw Liu Feng.
"Master Yama, how can you be in China?" This man in a black robe recognized Liu Feng, and fear showed in his eyes, when he saw him.
Liu Feng smiled and said, "It is Mi Xiu, the Fifth Death of the Death Arsenal. You can come to China. Why can't I come?"
Mi Xiu bowed his head slightly and said, "She's related to some important stuff in our company. It's very crucial to our Death Arsenal. So she must live"
When Nemesis heard Mi Xiu's words, her eyes which were already dimming, suddenly brightened.
In the Western underground world, there were twelve superpowers which were as powerful as the Netherworld
There is a saying in the Chinese martial arts field: a real professional can tell what the situation is like, as soon he takes a sniff. From Ha Ming's attack, one could tell that the Second Death was really powerful. And Luo Tengfei might not be able to defeat him, even if he were to use his werewolf power. When Liu Feng swerved to avoid the Desert Eagle, Ha Ming's steel whip came through the air, at him. The tip of the pure steel made a hideous sound, in mid-air. One can imagine that this whip would definitely be able to break a person's body, if it came into contact with the person. Liu Feng turned quickly at an extremely high speed. He easily avoided the steel whip and reached for Ha Ming's back. Even so, Luo Tengfei and the Ghost King, who were watching the battle felt extremely nervous.The strong wind created by the impact of the steel whip, made Liu Feng's hair fly up slightly, and even made the short bangs
"Mi Xiu!" Ha Ming had regained his vision at this time. When he saw the Fifth Death's corpse, his eyes widened in anger. "Yama, how dare you! You really deserve to be called yama!" "Hehe!" Liu Feng sneered and said, "Yes, yama can decide the time for anyone's death. Although I accidentally killed Mi Miu, to tell you the truth, I really wanted to keep him here forever." Ha Ming struggled to stand up. His face was swollen and he looked grotesque. "Good! From now on, the Death Arsenal and the Netherworld will..." Bump! Before Ha Ming could finish speaking, he was kicked in the face, by a big foot. Then Liu Feng retracted his foot, and Ha Ming fell once more, to the ground. "Don't talk nonsense. Since you dared to challenge me, we're already sworn enemies." After that, Liu Feng turned and walked to the main door of the villa. On the way, he said as he waved his hands, "Ghost K
"The third one..." "Yes, the third one." Zhou Yi got close to Liu Feng and whispered, "The weapon export of China has been suppressed by the West. Despite the improvement in recent years, China's share in the international market is still limited. We have done a profound investigation. The annual consumption of weapons of the Western underground world is quite huge. You know what I'm saying." Hearing these words, Liu Feng laughed and asked, "How much profit do I get?" "We split it 90/10. 90 for the country, and 10 for Netherworld," Zhou Yi said. "That's quite tricky of you!" Liu Feng shook his head and said, "Let's go 50/50. Since I'm now the general distributor already, it doesn't make sense that I get only 10% from such a big market." "Damn!" Zhou Yi's face twitched. "How dare you split the profits in half with a whole country?" Liu Feng giggled and said, "I'm not alone,
There were few people in the world who dared to say such swear words to those in the Goddess Temple. Or even if there were any crazy people who dared to say such things, did he have such strength as them? However, there was a woman's soft voice from the phone in the strong man's hand. "Mr. Mobei, please believe me, how would I dare offend the Wolf Castle? The person I spoke of always wears a pair of sunglasses. But once he takes off the sunglasses in the sun, his eyes will turn red, and his strength and speed will multiply." The super-strong man named Mobei was silent as his eyes completely turned blood red at this time. He was like a hungry male wolf in the light of a fire. The woman on the other end of the phone continued to say, "And, after the man just takes off his sunglasses, his eyes are white, which are different from the normal werewolves, so..." "Bang... Bang!" At this moment, Mobei kicked
The person who arrived was Cheng Xiaoxi. After she shouted this, she also saw that Liu Feng and Yang Shiwen were kissing. "Oh! Continue, I haven't seen it." Xiaoxi instantly blushed and turned to run. "Hey! Xiaoxi, come back." Yang Shiwen would like to find a place to hide, but she still explained, "Just, it's not what you think. Just now, Liu Feng was instructing me." "Ah? Instructing you? Liu Feng instructed you on how to kiss?" Xiaoxi looked incredulous. "No, he was instructing me on how to practice martial arts, hand to hand and mouth to mouth." Even Yang Shiwen herself did not believe what she had said. Liu Feng raised his hand and patted his forehead, and he complained in his heart. "Fu*k, she is a smart girl, how could she be so stupid this time?" "Hey, Xiaoxi, what are you doing here so early? What do you want Shiwen to help you with?" Brother Feng stood up and cha
But when the three men raised the guns, their sights suddenly dimmed for a moment, and then the guns in their hands went missing. "I hate people pointing weapons at me, so I decided to turn these things into scraps of metal." When the three people heard Liu Feng talking, they found that the three guns were already in Liu Feng's hands. At the same time, Liu Feng just stepped back and stood back where he was. Everyone, including the middle-aged woman, watched Liu Feng's hands rubbing continuously, turning the three guns into unrecognizable parts. The clips, barrels, strikers, and triggers all fell to the ground. "Damn." The arrogant middle-aged woman looked at Liu Feng, her eyes full of grievances. "You are... Are you the one who hurt my son Ziqiao?" "Your son? Who?" Having dismantled the three guns, Liu Feng clapped his hands, unconcerned. "My son is Jian Ziqiao!" After say
"I…" "You'd better not lie to me. I can kill you. I promise you won't survive the next second after you lie." As the leader of the Netherworld, Liu Feng showed a murderous look at that moment, which was so overwhelming that Jian Ziqiao could hardly breathe. "If I got a second chance, I would still... still come to kill you." When saying these words, Master Jian was too scared to look Liu Feng in the eye. He lowered both his head and his voice. "I'm telling the truth, Liu Feng. Why don't we both take a step back? Your men can fight well, but there are too few of them. On the contrary, I—" "Crack!" Liu Feng reached out to grab Master Jian's chin, and broke his temporomandibular joint with only a gentle twist. "Aaaah..." Master Jian was in such great pain that he kept making nasal sounds. He could neither yell out nor close his mouth, and his face was covered with cold sweat.
"Oh, I stepped on you. I did it on purpose!" "Puff!" Jian An's sister-in-law was speechless because she saw that Yang Shiwen was the one who had stepped on her. First Miss Lady Yang not only stepped on Jian An's sister-in-law herself, but also asked Xiao Xi to do so. "Xiao Xi, come on, step on her. She scolded you outside the villa just now. You really needn't be polite to such a merciless old woman." "Er, I'd better not." Xiao Xi was not as bold as Yang Shiwen. She waved her hand repeatedly and said, "Shiwen, you can just step on her alone. Well, be careful. Don't sprain your ankle." "F**k!" Jian An's sister-in-law was going mad at this time. "It was you who stepped on me. You actually also need to avoid spraining your ankles." "You little bitch, pull your foot away. My chest is going to be flat. I had breast implants in Korea. It's expensive. You can't afford it," Jian A