I!The villain licks the dog and his father, and specializes in playing various protagonists

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At this time, the system sounded, "Ding!"

"Host, this system recommends that you get rid of Zhao Feng as soon as possible, otherwise..."

Before the system could finish speaking, Chen Beishan interrupted directly, "It started again? Playing with fire and setting yourself on fire?"

system,"……"

"Otherwise, his luck value may surpass that of the host, and then..."

Chen Beishan interrupted the system again, "You mean that the potential of this leek has not been exhausted, right?"

system,"???"

Am I reminding you?

Your attention...what's going on?

"Host, don't play with fire and set yourself on fire. Zhao Feng's luck value is not comparable to that of Lin Fan's!"

"That is to say, I still have the possibility of breaking the villain value of [-] points?"

system,"……"

What the hell am I! ?

Can we communicate happily?

Chen Beishan ignored the system, but walked out slowly.

Thugs in uniform suits followed behind him.

Every face is frozen at the age of 30, the most masculine moment!

Of course, its physical strength is also the strongest!

"Chen Beishan, I'm going to kill you!"

Zhao Feng seemed to be insane, holding a knife, he charged forward aggressively.

Nuo Da's iron gate, for the three hundred knife-wielding gangsters, there is no pressure at all!

In an instant!

A large sea of people is suppressed!

"Chen Beishan!"

Zhao Feng's eyes instantly froze on Chen Beishan's body, and he shouted angrily, "I'm going to hack you to death!"

Holding the knife, he charged forward, just as he was about to land the knife on Chen Beishan.

"boom!"

On his right arm, a blood hole exploded in an instant!

But in the next moment!

The left arm bloomed instantly!

With a dangling sound, the big knife in his hand pierced into his back with a puff.

Zhao Feng, "???"

What the hell am I! ?

what's going on! ?

"You...Chen Beishan, you...you have the ability to fight to the death with me. What kind of man are you with a gun?"

Chen Beishan blew off the smoke from the muzzle of the gun, glanced at it, and with a puff, Zhao Feng, who knelt on one knee on the ground with his arms hanging down, sneered.

He walked forward slowly, squatted down slightly, looked at Zhao Feng with a half-smile, and poked his head with his finger, "You, more than 300 people, are fighting to the death with a dozen of my bodyguards?"

"I said you have a brain problem, or do you think I, Chen Beishan, am not normal?"

"Ok?"

Zhao Feng, "..."

"Fight with me?"

Chen Beishan smiled disdainfully, "Ask Zhao Ritian, if you dare to confront me face to face?"

"just you?"

"Also worthy?"

He patted Zhao Feng's face, sneered, and stood up, as if he had never seen the elite of the Three Hundred Heavenly Peak Group with a knife.

All I saw was that he snapped his fingers, "Call Chief Ju, and tell him that the son-in-law of the Qin family has colluded with a group of wanted gangsters, come up..."

Chen Beishan hadn't finished speaking yet.

Qin Wei stepped on her high-leg shoes, ran in in a hurry, and slapped Zhao Feng on the face suddenly.

"Snapped!"

With a slap, Zhao Feng flew away and fell to the ground with a thud.

"Honey, I..."

"shut up!"

It was fine if he didn't speak, but when he did, Qin Wei became furious, rushed forward and slapped him again.

Qin Wei was almost made to cry by Zhao Feng's manipulation!

You are so special!

Take someone to hack all the bodyguards at the gate of Chen's Manor to death, and then break through the iron gate to go in to kill Chen Beishan?

Nima's! ?

Is really brain sick ah! ?