The personal master of the stunning president

Chapter 273 What do you want to do

"I think you are looking for death." Aoi Lan is a person with eyes above the top, so how can Leng Feng swear in front of her, and with a coquettish shout, the samurai sword in her hand slashes at Leng Feng viciously.

"Ah..." Leng Feng yelled in a pretentious manner, and frantically dodged to the side, but a piece of sleeve was cut off by the samurai sword.

"Let's make you proud, wait and see how I can kill you." Seeing that Aoi Lan missed a single knife and rubbed her body, the samurai sword turned into pieces of light, covering herself in it, Leng Feng There was a hint of playfulness flickering at the corner of his mouth.

Aoi Ran's skill is not inferior to Tianhu, if the Honda Yuji played by him defeats Aoi Ran, he will naturally show his flaws, so Leng Feng hides his strength and fights with Aoi Ranyou.

Ao Jinglan obviously hated Leng Feng to the bone, she never left Leng Feng's vitals, and the spark of anger in her eyes could burn people.

"You bitch, I'm just joking with you, you need it!" Leng Feng backed away in embarrassment, dancing with hands and feet, and let Ao Jinglan's sure-kill blow pass at the moment of no delay, but his clothes But it was cut to pieces by the blade.

"How is this person so lucky?" Aoi Lan frowned more and more. It stands to reason that with Yuuji Honda's skill, he would never be able to handle five moves in front of him, but now that dozens of moves have passed, Leng Feng has no hair. Ran Aoi had to attribute this to Yuuji Honda's good luck.

"Bang..." Just when Aoi Lan wanted to chop Leng Feng under the knife, she inadvertently kicked her foot on the stone, making a muffled sound.

Aoi Lan didn't expect such a bloody thing to happen to her, not only stopped the attack, but also leaned back.

"Don't kill me..." At this moment, Leng Feng was still dancing, his hands grabbed Aoi Lan's chest like a miracle.

"Bastard..." Aoi Lan was violated, and she was so angry that her whole body was filled with anger. After she cursed angrily, the samurai sword in her hand struck Leng Feng's head like lightning.

"This time, you still want to show your power." Leng Feng sneered secretly, and slammed his hands hard.

"Hmm..." Sora Aoi couldn't help but let out a muffled snort when Leng Feng pinched the vital area so hard. The suffocation-like pain made her hands go soft, and the samurai sword in her hand fell to the ground with a bang. on the ground.

"Kill me, you kill me." Leng Feng secretly praised the good feel of the hand, but on the surface he looked arrogant, and the strength of his hand was getting stronger and stronger.

Aoi Lan has never wanted to kill Leng Feng as much as she does now, but the feeling of pain makes Aoi Lan dare not move at all, her eyes look at Leng Feng as if fire is about to burst out.

"Your Excellency..." As if seeing that Leng Feng had gained the upper hand, a group of men in black suddenly appeared from the ground and stepped forward one after another, as if they wanted to stop Leng Feng.

"These people really came out of the ground. There should be something like a basement underneath." Seeing that he really got what he wanted, Leng Feng couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

"This is a personal grievance between me and Ao Jinglan. Get the hell out of me, otherwise, I will go crazy and even be afraid of myself." When those men in black were about to reach her side, Leng Feng twisted violently. Turning his head, he brought the arrogance of the young master to the extreme.

These men in black naturally knew Honda Yuuji's methods. After hearing Leng Feng's words, they felt a chill in their hearts. After looking at each other, no one dared to move forward.

"Bastard, I must kill him, I must kill him..." Although she couldn't move, the anger in her heart became more and more intense, but after seeing Leng Feng looking at herself with an evil face, Aoi Lan Only then did he realize that now he was in the hands of others, such an attitude would only make Leng Feng turn his back on himself.

As soon as this idea came up, Aoi Lan felt that Leng Feng's hand was slashing at her neck. With a trembling in her heart, Aoi Lan subconsciously wanted to dodge, but at this time Leng Feng's hand squeezed hard again. After a moment, Ao Jinglan's body went limp, and she could only watch helplessly as Leng Feng's knife slashed her own neck, her eyes went dark, and she completely lost consciousness.

"Yuuji, let me go, otherwise, I will definitely make you die in an ugly way." Aoi Lan who woke up leisurely, found herself tied up and lying in Leng Feng's room, her face turned pale, Angrily yelled at Leng Feng.

"Aoi Lan, you have to find out if the situation is good, now you are in my hands, what are you going to kill me with?" Leng Feng squatted beside Aoi Lan, and patted Aoi Lan's face playfully .

After seeing the undisguised wretchedness in Leng Feng's eyes, Aoi Lan seemed to recall Leng Feng's lustful character. She felt cold, snorted coldly, turned her head to one side, and secretly prayed in her heart that her subordinates could Tell Honda Guiyi the news in time, and let Honda Guiyi save himself.

But Aoi Lan didn't know that the reason why Leng Feng came to trouble her at this time was because Honda Guiyi went out early this morning and would take at least two days to come back, even if the clever subordinate wanted to inform Honda Guiyi, then you have to find someone from Honda Guiyi.

"Do you think that if you close your eyes, I can't do anything about you?" Leng Feng is known as the prodigal son who has lived among the flowers and never touched his body. He is naturally handy in dealing with Aoi Lan. Ran Aoi touched her buttocks.

"You..." Aoi Lan shrank her body into a ball as if bitten by a poisonous snake, but she only said the word you, but she realized that threatening words now will not help the matter, but will hurt the situation. Enraged Leng Feng, he could only forcefully swallow the words that came to his lips.

"It feels really good..." Leng Feng said again with a smile, put the hand that touched Aoi Lan's buttocks in front of his nose and sniffed it with a wretched face, then turned his head and told Li Wanjing: "Wanjing, go and close the door for me. Remember, don't let anyone enter the room without my permission."

"Oh..." Although Li Wanjing was a little reluctant in her heart, but after seeing Leng Feng winking at herself while speaking, she was afraid that she might miss Leng Feng's matter, so she could only be reluctant. The past locked the door.

"You...what do you want to do..." Hearing the crisp sound of locking the door, Aoi Lan could no longer calm down, a flash of fear finally flashed in her big watery eyes.

"Tell me what I want to do." Leng Feng smiled and touched Aoi Lan's face again: "I have always admired you for a long time, and today I finally have such an opportunity, what do you think I want to do?" .”

"Honda Yuuji, if you dare to touch a single hair of mine, I will make you die an ugly death." Ran Aoi cried hysterically.

"Is that true?" Leng Feng snorted coldly, grabbed Aoi Lan's hair, pulled it down vigorously, and then handed a few broken hairs to Aoi Lan's eyes: "Look, I even tore it off!" You're killing me with all your hair."

Seeing Leng Feng's shameless face, Aoi Lan felt chills in her heart, but she was extremely unwilling to be harmed by Leng Feng, and with a roll of her eyes, she could only use her trump card: "Honda Yuuji, if you dare Trick me, if my master finds out, he will surely tear you to pieces, and even your father will not be able to save you by then."

"Your sect..." Leng Feng grabbed Aoi Lan's hair and moved his face closer: "Do you really think that your sect has the ability to kill me?"

(End of this chapter)