My 23-year-old beauty president

In the car, Xia Feng put down the phone, raised his head and let out a long breath. Nangong Yueling next to him only heard the urgency on the phone, but didn't fully understand the content of the phone.

"what happened?"

Looking back at Nangong Yueling, Xia Feng suddenly didn't know what to say. Could it be that Pang Biao was dead?

In the past six years, Xia Feng has not stepped into Huaxia once, but since contacting Pang Hu and the others during this period of time, it is clear that they respect Nangong Yueling and treat her as a big sister from the bottom of their hearts. In Yue Ling's heart, she also sincerely regarded the four of them as her brothers.

In other words, Nangong Yueling couldn't accept Pang Biao's death.

With a sigh, Xia Feng pursed his lips, with an indifferent smile on his face, "It's okay. Betas, take good care of her."

"Leave it to me." Betas stopped the car and turned off the engine, "Xiao Lingling, let's go."

However, Nangong Yueling didn't intend to get out of the car. She stared at Xia Feng with her beautiful eyes. As the eldest sister of Tianxiang League, how could she be comparable to ordinary women, and she knew Xia Feng clearly. hide something.

Being stared at like this, Xia Feng suddenly felt fear in his heart, afraid of bumping into Nangong Yueling's eyes.

"Look at me." Nangong Yueling bit her lips tightly, "Tell me, is something wrong?"

"It's all right."

"Xia Feng!" Nangong Yueling roared, looking directly at Xia Feng.

This time, Xia Feng let out another breath, and finally put his eyes on Nangong Yueling's face, looked at those persistent eyes, and said with some regret, "A Biao has had an accident."

Hearing these words, Nangong Yueling's body trembled uncontrollably, her eyes were clouded with mist, "This is not true."

"It's true, something happened to A Biao and he died." Xia Feng raised his volume, then softened again, "I'm sorry."

Nangong Yueling's lips trembled, she closed her eyes slightly, opened them again, and said calmly, "It's not your fault."

Looking at Nangong Yueling who was about to get off the car, Xia Feng suddenly reached out to hold her hand, staring at her seriously, "A Biao will not die in vain."

Dazed for a moment, Nangong Yueling pursed her lips, "Be careful."

"I know."

Neither of them had any extra words, they both understood each other, and Xia Feng knew that Nangong Yueling was feeling bad at the moment, and talking too much might not be a good thing.

Betas, who was driving, didn't even make a joke on her face, and took out a car key-sized object from her body to Xia Feng, "This is a locator, no matter where you go, as long as it is within one kilometer, the battle armor will be ready to send to you." .”

After receiving the locator, Xia Feng was about to speak, but Betas waved his hand, "Go, go, come back alive, our man."

Watching the car leave, he let out a breath of foul air, Xia Feng looked up at the sky, suddenly lowered his head, his sharp eyes swept towards the dark place, and said loudly, "Follow me all the time, don't you feel tired, come out."

The voice fell for a few seconds, and a person slowly walked out of the place Xia Feng locked. I know, I definitely don't think this person is a master.

jingle!

Just as Xia Feng was about to speak, the phone in his trouser pocket rang. He took out the phone and looked at the incoming call. His sword eyebrows were slightly piled up, his eyes were fixed on the middle-aged man, and he took the flashlight to his ear, "Speak."

After listening to the words on the phone, Xia Feng's eyes were fixed. There are still people. It seems that the left-handed sword king in front of him is just a vanguard. Yun Tianming is determined to want his life, but his life is so easy to be taken away. of it?

"Thank you." Xia Feng put the phone away without saying a word.

Beijing.

When Yun Mo was on the phone, the old man Yun Tianyang was beside him, and when he put down the phone, he couldn't wait to ask, "How is it?"

"I can't tell, it's very plain." Yun Mo said.

Yun Tianyang fell into deep thought, paced back and forth, then stopped and looked at Yun Mo, "Do you think he will take his anger on us?"

Looking at the old man, Yun Mo hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I don't think so, but his plainness is a bit strange."

"Why is it strange?" Yun Tianyang asked.

Yun Mo frowned, "The more ordinary he is, the more angry he is. I'm not sure if he would have guessed that we took advantage of him. The only thing I can feel is that Yun Tianming is dead this time. A brother beside him After being killed, Yun Hao will continue to attack, and will only ignite his anger little by little."

After speaking, Yun Mo said again, "Dad, I have a proposal."

"Say."

"Let Tianling kill Yunhao." Yun Mo said.

Hearing this, Yun Tianyang was suddenly surprised, and then showed admiration, and said with a smile, "Tianling is already on the way."

Yun Mo was startled, the old man Ganqing had planned to do this a long time ago, but he didn't tell him.

Patting his son on the shoulder, Yun Tianyang sighed, "Dad is very pleased that you can think of this."

According to the original plan, although Yun Hao was determined to be a dead person long ago, Yun Mo wanted to use Xia Feng's hand to kill him. Keeping such a person alone would be a great threat to their father and son in the future. You can't feed tigers.

However, after careful consideration, it is not appropriate to do so. Judging from the development of the situation, Xia Feng is becoming more and more difficult to figure out. If they play this kind of cleverness, it will be fine if nothing happens. Once something happens, it will be of no benefit to them of.

In addition, after six years, Xia Feng is not a person who only knows how to solve problems with his fists, he has learned to use his brain, so everything that may happen must be taken into account.

Although to put it bluntly, cooperation is to use each other, but if Yun Mo and his son only know how to intensify Xia Feng's anger and use him to get rid of Yun Tianming, but do nothing, and want to use his hand to kill Yun Mo, what is the calculation? It must have been too good.

Will Xia Feng fail to see some clues?

No, Yun Tianyang didn't dare to take the risk.

If Xia Feng is allowed to take his anger out on them, not to mention gaining the power of the Yun family and gaining more benefits in the future, getting into trouble with a difficult opponent will only make people restless. Such people are far more friends than enemies.

…………

The two looked at each other without getting angry or murderous. They didn't look like rivals, but like a pair of good friends.

Finally, Xia Feng spoke up, "The left-handed sword king is well-known, a well-known strongman on the battle king list, and a mid-stage master of the five potential locks. I really didn't expect that you are from the Yun family."

The left-handed sword king didn't have much reaction, and said calmly, "You know my details very well, you should not be a simple person."

Xia Feng shrugged, "We are the same kind, and we all live in the dark world."

"I've read your profile, and to be honest, you had the guts to do that six years ago, and I admire your courage, but..." The Left-Handed Swordsman paused, his pupils shrinking slightly, "You provoked such The Duo family undoubtedly found a way to die for themselves."

Taking out a cigarette and lighting it, Xia Feng took a puff with a smile, "Since you have read my profile, you should know why I did that. Do you think I did something wrong?"

Dazed for a moment, the left-handed sword king shook his head, "You didn't do anything wrong, on the contrary, you did the right thing. If it were me, I would do the same thing. Those bastards just lost their legs, and he took advantage of them."

"Oh?" Apparently, Xia Feng was surprised by the attitude of the left-handed sword king, and then frowned, "Then I'm curious, you know what the children of those families have done, and the Yun family is among them, Why did you come again this time?"

The left-handed knife king pursed his lips and chuckled, the smile disappeared quickly, and he regained his calm, "One size counts for one size. I don't agree with those boys' actions, but I will not refuse if the Yun family wants me to do it. I don't care about things, I'm only allowed to do what I should do."

Xia Feng smiled, took the last puff, flicked the cigarette butt, and exhaled the smoke, "So, it is inevitable that we will have a war."

"That's right." The left-handed sword king answered simply.

After moving his five fingers, Xia Feng's eyes suddenly became sharp, "Then let's start. I have heard that the left-handed sword master is superb in sword skills, and I just learned it today."

Looking at Xia Feng who was ready to fight, the left-handed sword king pulled out the knife from his body and held it in front of him, "I found this knife to be made of fine steel by a famous teacher. The knife is 33 centimeters long, 42 centimeters wide, and weighs [-] kilograms. Like mud."

Xia Feng also looked at the knife in the other party's hand. This knife is very strange. Regardless of its length and width, it is not what should appear in modern society. It looks a bit like a mountain knife, and it is different from the more practical mountain knife. It doesn't matter, the important thing is to be able to see that the knife is very sharp.

A knife weighing more than 40 kilograms is used as a weapon, and it is difficult for ordinary people to even lift it. You must know that the weight-bearing training of ordinary soldiers is only [-] kilograms at most.Even if you are a master of potential lock, it is not easy to get used to this kind of heavy knife and wield it freely.

Based on this alone, the left-handed sword king can squeeze into the list of kings of war, and he is still a top-ranked master. He does have his ability.

Xia Feng raised an iron fist, "This is my weapon."

"Young man, if you die, I will definitely bury you properly, because you are a man." The left-handed sword king lowered his hand, holding the heavy knife, and a terrifying aura suddenly erupted from his body, killing intent Covered the whole body, coming straight to Xia Feng.

Looking at the left-handed sword king with strong fighting spirit, Xia Feng laughed loudly, "If you die, I will also bury you generously!"

hum!

Xia Feng moved, first to move, and suddenly exerted force, the fast-moving body rubbed against the air to make a loud noise.

"Very good seedling, it's a pity." After a sigh, the left-handed sword king also moved, his speed was no slower than Xia Feng's, and even a little faster.

The two masters collided in an instant, and the overflowing power fluctuated, causing ripples in a large space around them, and the sound of a magnetic storm could be faintly heard.

In the past six years, Xia Feng has encountered countless masters, but he has never met a few masters who really use swords. After meeting each other, it can be seen from the left-handed sword king's shots that his sword skills are indeed superb. The second move is the knife immediately, there is no extra movement, simple, direct, and straightforward.

"Good swordsmanship!"

"Your posture is also good, come again!"

"it is good!"

ps: There are only two chapters today, and something suddenly happened tonight, which made the whole person not in the mood to code. Everything is waiting for tomorrow's results, which are related to the future development of this book, so... I hope it will not be too bad!