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The attack failed again, Jiao Siming became even more angry, and the movements of his feet did not stop at all.

Turning around, seeing Chen Feng hiding ten meters away from him again, he dodged and chased after Chen Feng in an instant.

kick out

Chen Feng dodged again!

boom!

The reaction was a step slow, Jiao Siming didn't stop his foot, and kicked a van out of a big hole with one kick.

Jiao Siming was furious, looking at Chen Feng with eyes that were about to burst into flames, and stared at Chen Feng desperately.

Soon, a strange scene appeared in the confrontation between the two. Chen Feng kept hiding, and Jiao Siming chased desperately, but in the end it was the cars present who were injured.

The two played against each other for more than ten minutes. Chen Feng became more and more familiar with the tactics, and the more he fought, the more energetic he became, while Jiao Siming was sweating profusely, and his expression became more and more tired. Just like that, several off-road vehicles and vans were smashed to pieces, and none of them were intact.

"Small, little bastard! If you want to be a cultivator, fight this old man in a dignified way!" Jiao Siming said with his arms crossed, panting heavily.

"Hehe, do you have the nerve to be upright? You, a practitioner at the peak of foundation establishment, come to trouble me with a mid-stage foundation establishment practitioner, you have some face!" Chen Feng said with a smile, with a look of contempt on his face.

"The old man is going to kill you!" Jiao Siming pulled himself together and chased after Chen Feng again.

Chen Feng rolled his eyes, and when Jiao Siming approached him, he quickly turned around and fled towards the group of gangsters behind him.

"boom!"

Jiao Siming swung his fist, knowing that there was a high probability that he would miss Chen Feng, so he didn't bother to take it back, and just hit it crazily.

The sharp internal strength is accompanied by his nimble fists and feet, wherever he goes, there will be no armor left!

The strong smell of blood soon permeated the air, and when the blood was stimulated, Jiao Siming went berserk instantly, killing even more crazily.

With one punch, his brains burst!

With one kick, the bones are shattered!

Jiao Siming's gray hair was disheveled, and only Chen Feng, who kept dodging among the gangsters, could be seen in his blood-red eyes, as if he couldn't see anything else.

"what!"

As soon as a gangster uttered a sound, Jiao Siming slapped his neck and broke his neck in an instant.

Where Jiao Siming walked, blood flowed all over the ground, and the ground was covered with stumps and pieces of flesh.

At this moment, although Ye Weiwei who was sitting in the car couldn't hear the screams outside or smell the smell of blood, she was so horrified that she almost stopped breathing when she saw this hellish scene!Seeing Chen Feng being crazily chased and killed by that gloomy old man, Ye Weiwei felt like her heart was in her throat, and she couldn't make a sound.

"touch~"

In the end, the only scar-faced gangster who was still alive was about to run away, but suddenly saw a figure approaching him in an instant. After seeing the person coming clearly, his face instantly turned bitter.

He knew what Chen Feng's arrival meant,

"Mr. Jiao, don't do it, it's me..."

After reacting, Scarface turned around quickly and screamed.

Hearing the sound, Jiao Siming's inner strength stagnated for a moment, and in an instant, he turned his fist into a palm, and slapped Scarface's chest with his palm.

"Ah~"

Scarface screamed, flew upside down in an instant, then fell to the ground, and passed out~

Jiao Siming's mind was suddenly awakened by Scarface's screams, and his vision instantly recovered. He glanced at the comrades who were dead all around him, and his face suddenly became a little ugly.

"Have you fought enough?" Chen Feng looked at Jiao Siming with a relaxed expression and said, he had seen this kind of scene a lot, so he was not surprised.

As far as the bloodshed of the scene was concerned, it was nothing compared to what he saw last year when he assassinated an al Qaeda mind in Africa who, in a fit of rage because a heretic refused to believe in him, He killed the whole family of the heretic with extremely cruel means, and later felt that it was not enough to vent his anger, so he led his men to massacre all the more than 300 people in the village where the heretic lived overnight.

For such a person, Chen Feng naturally would not let him die happily. After breaking his hands and feet, Chen Feng handed him over to the people in the village who came back after hearing the news of his family's death. Finally, Chen Feng Feng heard that the head of the Al Qaeda organization was tortured by the angry villagers for a whole week before he died miserably and painfully.

"Hmph, the little bastard doesn't want to hide anymore?" Jiao Siming grinned grinningly. Although his body was extremely tired, his internal energy was still very sufficient. At least, in his opinion, it was enough to deal with Chen Feng.

"Then, it's time for me to fight back." Chen Feng said with a smile, he casually took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, held it in his mouth, and then slowly walked towards Jiao Siming with a harmless smile on his face.

"I just pretend to be 13 when I'm about to die." Jiao Siming smiled disdainfully, and suddenly punched Chen Feng.

There was a flash of light in Chen Feng's eyes, and his figure disappeared instantly.

Jiao Siming thought that Chen Feng was going to play guerrilla tactics again, but just about to yell at him, he suddenly felt a strong wind coming from behind him!

As soon as he turned his head, he was punched instantly, his face was covered with flowers, blue and red sprinkled all over his face.

Got slapped in the face again? !

Jiao Siming was furious, he mobilized his internal strength, and frantically blasted towards Chen Feng who was behind him.

Chen Feng's figure flashed again, and he bumped his knee against Jiao Siming's chest in an instant.

With one hit, he jumped up and avoided it quickly.

Jiao Siming staggered when he was hit, but when he looked up, he didn't see Chen Feng again.

Just as I was about to mobilize my inner strength to repair my injury, I suddenly felt a sharp wind blowing from behind again.

Or this trick? !

Jiao Siming gave a disdainful smile, and without looking back, he threw an old punch with his backhand!

The terrifying and thick inner strength slammed heavily behind him with the sound of howling wind,

But soon he found that there was no one behind him.

The fist made an ear-piercing explosion in the air, the momentum was terrifying, but it was doing useless work in vain.

"I am here."

A ghostly figure appeared on the right side of Jiao Siming...

Chen Feng grinned, raised his right hand, concentrated his whole body's internal strength on his hand, and swung his fist, directly hitting Jiao Siming's temple on the head!

"bump!"

There was a muffled sound, before Jiao Siming could react, he felt his eyes go dark in an instant, and the world began to spin.

Chen Feng is naturally happy to hear about beating a dog in the water.

Relying on his dexterity and agility, Chen Feng punched with the left and kicked with the right, and landed on Jiao Siming's body fiercely.

Jiao Siming waved his arms indiscriminately to defend, but it didn't have the slightest effect.

Chen Feng smiled evilly, like a lion who had finished playing with its prey, and smashed out with a hand knife!

It landed on Jiao Siming's neck with lightning speed!

Jiao Siming tilted his hit head and was about to fall down.

Chen Feng hit his left temple again with a backhand punch with violent inner strength...

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