The personal soldier of the beautiful president

The sharp tip of the dagger has already touched Qin Feng's clothes and pierced several slender fibers.

However, it suddenly stopped in mid-air, as if the pause button was pressed, and it could no longer stab forward.

Shen Kuo stayed where he was, with horror written all over his face.

He lowered his head and looked at the fine steel throwing knife that was stuck in the dantian and made by himself, his face turned pale instantly.

"you……"

Shen Kuo raised his head to look at Qin Feng with a cold expression, his wide eyes were full of resentment.

And deep regret.

Wanjia private room.

Wan Teng, who was making wishful thinking, was still thinking about how to match Shen Kuo and Wan Wei'er?

Why don't they just propose marriage to their eldest brother when they return to Wanjia this time?

Now the soldiers are destroyed.

Of the two geniuses of the Wan family, only Shen Kuo is left. For the prosperity and development of the Wan family, the eldest brother must also find a way to win over Shen Kuo, right?
What better way than in-laws?

When he thought of this, a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He looked up at the ring, but happened to see the scene where Qin Feng pierced three flying knives into Shen Kuo's body.

Especially the third throwing knife directly plunged into Shen Kuo's dantian.

Dantian is the place where inner strength is stored, and it is the foundation of warriors.

The destruction of the dantian is like the collapse of a dam in a lake. No matter how powerful the inner strength is, it cannot be stored. The road to martial arts and immortality stops at the mysterious level.

Unless there is a god-level legendary power, he spends his cultivation base and the power of his soul to repair his damaged dantian.

Leaving aside whether or not the legendary god-level power exists, even if it exists, how can others waste your cultivation base and soul power for you?
Boom!

Wan Teng's face changed suddenly, and he sat up abruptly, flipping the mahogany chair under his buttocks.

He put his hand on the glass and seemed to want to push it away, but, after a moment of hesitation, he withdrew his hand again.

His face was extremely gloomy.

Now that the matter has come to this, what can he do even if he comes forward?
Shen Kuo is doomed in this life, he will never have the opportunity to step into the realm of martial arts master, if he does not become a master, he will end up as an ant.

He can't beat Qin Feng, and he will only humiliate himself if he comes forward.

Is it...

Wan Teng was so angry that he crushed the armrest of the mahogany chair, his face was twisted ferociously, very angry.

The beautiful dream he had just conceived, before it came true, it turned into nothingness...

Wan Wei'er frowned lightly, her expression was as usual, and she couldn't see her true inner thoughts.

Ding Ding Deng

On the ring, Shen Kuo stepped back in a hurry, his legs softened, and he sat on the ground directly, the dagger fell from his hand, making a clanging sound.

However, Qin Feng does not intend to let the other party go.

Qin Feng leaned over, stretched out his hand to clasp Shen Kuo's neck, and lifted him up directly, his indifferent eyes flashed with a palpitating sternness.

"You...cough cough...what do you want to do?"

Shen Kuo tried weakly to open the palms on her neck that looked like iron pincers. She felt that her breathing became more and more rapid, and the air entering her lungs was getting less and less.

The crisis of death made him panic.

It's a different person from the calm and composed just now.

Qin Feng stared at Shen Kuo indifferently, and said coldly: "You want to use me to show your loyalty? Have you thought about the consequences?"

"Do you think that even if you lose, I won't, or dare not kill you?"

Qin Feng's flat tone revealed Sen Han's biting killing intent.

"You...cough..."

Shen Kuo wanted to say something, but his throat was seized by the other party, and he was almost out of breath, how could he speak?

But the panic and begging for mercy in his eyes revealed the fear in his heart at this moment.

Now he regrets so much that his intestines are green.

He seems to have offended a killing god!

The Wan family he relied on seemed to be ignored by the other party at all.

Qin Feng directly ignored the begging in Shen Kuo's eyes, and lifted the opponent's nearly 170 catties body high with one hand, his piercing gaze slowly swept across the warriors present.

His eyes were sharp, like two sharp swords, few people dared to look at him.

"You want to challenge me, ok, no problem, I can accept it, but you also have to accept the consequences of failure!"

Click!

After Qin Feng said the last word, he clasped Shen Kuo's five fingers and exerted force suddenly, only to hear a crisp sound.

It's like the sound of squeezing a cabbage clapper.

Shen Kuo, who was still kicking his legs around, suddenly stopped.

However, the muscles of both legs kicked reflexively, they were completely straightened, and they hung in the air, like a dead person.

Not like.

Shen Kuo has already turned into a dead person at this time.

"Asshole, bastard..."

Seeing this scene, Wan Teng in the private room jumped into a rage, and smashed the seat with his palm, with a murderous aura.

That bastard not only crippled Shen Kuo, but even killed Shen Kuo?

It's just too much!
Shen Kuo is not only his most proud disciple, but also his illegitimate son!

Wan Teng, who was furious, wanted to rush to the ring immediately and fight Qin Feng to the death.

But reason told him not to be impulsive!

Qin Feng's strength is slightly better than him, and he can't get any benefits at all if he rushes forward.

Moreover, it is very likely to end up in the same fate as Shen Kuo.

To kill a person, you don't have to do it yourself.

In this society, as long as you have money, there are many people who are not afraid of death to serve you.

Wan Teng took a deep breath, trying to suppress his anger.

Wan Wei'er on the side seemed a little disappointed to see that Wan Teng hadn't lost his mind, but she didn't show the slightest bit on her face.

"Third Uncle, that kid first abolished Wan Bing, and now, he killed Shen Kuo!"

"He ruined our Wan family's two talented warriors... He didn't take our Wan family seriously."

Wan Wei'er's voice was cold, and there was a strong murderous intent in her words, "This person must die."

"Yes, he must die!"

Wan Teng nodded. Although he had calmed down, he still had a gloomy face, a gloomy tone, and murderous eyes.

Shen Kuo revealed his identity from the very beginning, but Qin Feng still killed him. What does this mean?It shows that Qin Feng puts Wan Teng and Wan Jia in his eyes at all.

This is an insult to Wanjia!

"Third Uncle, I will leave it to you to handle this matter. If you need me to cooperate, please just tell me, as long as I can kill him, I will do whatever it takes." Wan Wei'er said in a deep voice.

She is determined to kill Qin Feng.

This is about the glory of Wanjia.

Wan Teng also understood this, and nodded heavily, with a violent look in his eyes.

pat!

On the ring, Qin Feng directly threw Shen Kuo's body down the ring like a rag doll, looked at the warriors below with piercing eyes, and shouted in a deep voice: "Who else dares to fight on stage?"