He Wangye dominates the entertainment industry

Feng Heng didn't dodge or dodge, there was no panic on his face, but a mocking mockery.

He moved his wrist slightly, holding the horizontal sword in front of his chest: "With all due respect, your weapons are all rubbish."

Zheng Qingyin: "..."

How come there is a strong taste of ridicule in the rice circle.

His tone seemed to say "with all due respect, your master is rubbish".

Zheng Qingyin turned her head and looked at the huge cruise ship that was slowly heading this way. The cruise ship was still far away from the shore, but it already showed its majestic figure.

He looked around, and there were boundless lights under the dark clouds, and the bright lights on the pier seemed to be fighting against the boundless darkness. When the dark clouds pressed down, the lights turned on, and there was no one around. .

He couldn't help being surprised.

How dare Feng Heng come here alone?

Just holding a broken sword?
He has also heard about Feng Heng's evil sect, and it is said that it is a martial art with high strength and is very powerful.

He scoffed.

No matter how powerful you are, can you still dodge bullets?
Zheng Qingyin sneered, and proudly said: "I don't know if you are too confident or too stupid to come here alone! Let me tell you, your parents, brothers, and your favorite little bitch, after tonight, will all be gone." There will be no place to die!"

The difference is that the Feng family died physically, while Bai Nian died socially.

For a moment, he couldn't tell whether it was more painful to die, or to be spurned by thousands of people while alive.

Anyway, they can't live well!

Zheng Qingyin was filled with resentment, and sneered again and again: "You are the only one who dares to pick and choose my sister! What's the point of giving you a little lesson? It's your luck that you escaped once or twice!"

Feng Heng frowned slightly, and asked pointedly: "You guys did all the injuries you suffered every year?"

Zheng Qingyin was triumphant: "So what if you are? So what if you are not? Do you still want revenge?"

"Oh, I forgot, you're going to die here right away, and you still want to take revenge? Go hold yourself in pain!"

Feng Heng's calm face finally showed the coldness that Zheng Qingyin wanted to see.

In such a tense environment, the opponent kept a calm face, which really made him unhappy.

Feng Heng didn't look at him, but stared coldly at Zheng Xijing who was curled up beside her.

"For her?"

His tone was very contemptuous, as if he was saying "For such a thing, is it worth it?" Zheng Qingyin was furious, this is his most beloved sister.

It doesn't count if the younger sister chased her and failed to catch up, and she was humiliated by him a lot.

Those stern refusals were humiliating to him.

In his opinion, no one can dislike his sister, if there is, then that person is too blind.

"Bang!" Zheng Qingyin shot Feng Heng in the leg bitterly.

The siren roared, as if in response to the gunfire that opened the battle.

The sniper in the distance couldn't help but pull the trigger, and he endured it again.

They obeyed orders, and without orders, even if they died in front of them, they still could not reveal their positions.

The black clouds pressed lower, as if a gunshot shook the clouds, and the clouds quickly gathered, and even the lights of the pier could not dispel the boundless darkness.

It was the same as the eyes of the person next to Zheng Qingyin.

Dark, dangerous, like a black hole.

The long sword swung across, and Feng Heng, who didn't know when he moved to his side, had already put the long sword across Mr. Feng's neck.

As long as Feng Heng uses a little force, the black sword will immediately drink blood and swallow his grandfather's life.

Zheng Qingyin was stunned, so shocked that he couldn't speak, he stammered and asked, "You...how did you avoid it!"

Feng Heng's sword edge was closer to Mr. Zheng.

But he didn't touch a finger of Mr. Zheng.

He was far away, only the sword was connected to Mr. Zheng's neck.

He is too dirty!

Feng Hengjian pointed at Mr. Feng, and said coldly: "It's a comparison."

Zheng Qingyin: "..."

Who can tell him how Feng Heng got here?
"Do you think I'm afraid of you?" Zheng Qingyin's face was grim.

He raised his hand, about to fire again.

Father Zheng patted the back of his head: "Your grandfather is still in his hands!"

Mr. Zheng's face was thin, and his eyes were still black and blue. His weather-beaten face was riddled with ravines, except for a pair of eyes, which were piercing, like an eagle and like a wolf.

He stared at his grandson who was about to go crazy.

The gun in the grandson's hand did not put down, and he even showed a hideous look.

Father Zheng held his hand, refusing to let go: "After we leave, all assets will be in your grandfather's name! He's dead! We will die if we leave!"

Zheng Qingyin put down the gun angrily.

From the looks of it, it was a pity that Feng Heng could not be eliminated.

In other words, he couldn't get rid of the two people in front of him.

Mr. Zheng knew that his grandson still blamed him.

He blamed Zheng Xijing more than once, blamed him for the 8000 million, blamed him for leading the Zheng family into a road of no return.

He knew that from the bottom of his heart, his grandsons envied Feng Heng.

I envy him for his cleanliness, only his glory.

Mr. Zheng closed his eyes and gritted his teeth: "If you kill me, you can't escape. It's not a pity for me to die as an old man. Do you really want to be here? I'm afraid you don't know that your parents and brothers are already in danger. "

Feng Heng was silent, he stood among the few people and remained motionless.

Only silently, the sword went deeper.

Bright red blood flowed across the sword edge, and the sword edge trembled slightly, as if shouting excitedly.

Same as its owner.

It sings, it cries, it cries.

It is saying that no one can overcome them.

Mr. Zheng fixed his eyes on the cruise ship that was getting closer and closer. Half of the tall figure of the cruise ship was already visible. It only takes 10 minutes, and there are 10 minutes left, and they will board a new journey together.

Feng Heng followed his gaze and frowned tightly.

Mr. Zheng smiled proudly: "If you leave now, you may be able to see your relatives for the last time, but we will take the cruise ship and never come back."

"If you don't leave now, maybe you can stop one or two, but all your relatives will die tonight, under this boundless dark cloud."

He has never been ignorant of the actions of his eldest grandson Zheng Qingyu.

Without his push, how could it be possible for a young man in his twenties to do so smoothly?

Fengjia!

He hates it too!
If Feng Heng hadn't stepped in, how could the underground business they had been involved in for many years be destroyed?How could he flee this land with his children and grandchildren?

He laughed wildly, and the blood on his neck didn't seem to come from him.

The bright red blood dyed his clothes inch by inch, and his neck was extremely painful, but his heart was extremely happy.

He was old, too old to have the courage to start over.

"Feng Heng, everything about you will be taken away tonight!"

"The one who was sent to other places, the culprit you hold on top of your heart, will not escape death."

His eyes became more and more wild: "Die, under the ruin of countless men!"

"After death, everyone will step into the mud and never stand up again."

"And you, after witnessing all these tragedies, will spend the rest of your life in prison."

Zheng Qingyu seemed to be aware of it, and shouted: "Grandpa!"

But Mr. Zheng had already slammed into the sword on his neck.

Must die, no doubt!
He locked Feng Heng firmly with his last life.

Lock up his whole body.

Lock him in a prison and live in regret every day without dying.

Every day is like this, and every year is similar.