As soon as I got off the mountain, the stunning female CEO took me home

"puff--"

Zhao Xiaole suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, which contained a bunch of teeth...

None of the people could stand firm, they were knocked away horizontally and fell heavily to the ground.

Because it is at a three-way intersection, there is an asphalt road below.

Zhao Xiaole landed face down, with no buffer at all...

"Bang!" a voice.

Zhao Xiaole's face fell heavily to the ground.

Suddenly blood flowed like a column, covering his face, which was very scary.

"Brother Le!"

"Ma De, if you dare to touch Brother Le, beat them up!"

"Come on!"

When Zhao Xiaole's men saw that his eldest brother had been beaten, they immediately rushed towards Lin Feng with big sticks without saying a word.

Suddenly, the two groups were fighting together.

Lin Feng used a roundhouse kick and kicked several of Zhao Xiaole's people around him to the ground.

Then another hook hit Zhao Xiaole, who had not yet reacted. He fell to the ground on the spot, not knowing whether to live or die.

The total time is only two seconds.

On Biaozi's side, several people didn't suffer.

Although there are few people on Biaozi's side, those who came out today are all the backbones of the Qinglong Gang. They have been on the battlefield for many years. They have fought alone, in groups, and in large and small fights. They have fought countless battles. They have rich experience. Ten enemies.

Even though the number of people was disproportionate to what Zhao Xiaole brought, they were not at a disadvantage.

Zhao Xiaole curled up on the ground, covering his mouth, and with a toothless mouth, he cursed in a slurred voice, "They are all shit people, look at it, fuck the old shit, cut the shit out of them, and then wet their new dragons." Gang, I will divide the stolen territory among you."

After hearing this, all the gangsters suddenly felt like they had been given blood. They carried iron bars and used all their strength.

There were dozens of people, directly surrounding Lin Feng.

Faced with the siege of dozens of people, Lin Feng smiled calmly, and slightly gathered his right hand. As if by magic, several silver needles as thin as ox hair appeared in his hand.

This is not an ordinary silver needle, but the silver needle that spit poison just now during the poison competition.

At this moment, several gangsters carrying iron rods took the lead and rushed towards Lin Feng.

Lin Feng flicked his hand, and several silver needles as thin as cow hairs shot straight towards the people in front of him like arrows.

"puff!"

"puff!"

"puff!……"

Following several inconsistent sounds, there was the sound of a silver needle entering the body that only Lin Feng could hear.

The few gangsters who rushed at the front suddenly seemed to be possessed by evil spirits. They fell to the ground, twitching all over, holding their stomachs and rolling on the ground in pain!

"This?"

"What's wrong with this?"

"Dunima is pretending to be dead? Get up and beat him!"

Zhao Xiaole had no idea that Lin Feng had already taken action. Seeing that his subordinate fell to the ground before he could hit him, he immediately yelled angrily!

"Brother Le, he~he beat us, Brother Le, save us!"

Among the people who fell to the ground, there was a young gangster who shouted with severe pain.

"he?"

Zhao Xiaole subconsciously looked at Lin Feng and asked the latter to look calm!

From Lin Feng's expression, he could tell that what the little gangster said was true.

Looking at the little gangster who spoke earlier, his mouth and eyes were crooked in pain, and his face was distorted!

Only then did Zhao Xiaole feel how terrifying Lin Feng was.

He didn't see anyone take action at all, and the result...

Damn, is it so scary?

So is this person a human or a ghost?

Zhao Xiaole shuddered and looked at his men lying on the ground. All their faces were distorted. They were not human beings and ghosts were not ghosts. He shouted in fear, "Come together and kill him!"

But at this time, the remaining people were still in fear and did not react at all.

Before anyone could react, Lin Feng gently twisted his toes and spun, and the silver needle in his hand followed the angle of rotation, 'Poof! ''puff! ''puff! 'issue.

The silver needle was as fast as the Oriental Express, sinking into the remaining gangster's body accurately.

Dozens of gangsters fell to the ground without exception, all twitching as if they were suffering from epilepsy.

Then came facial contortion in pain.

Seeing this scene with his own eyes, Zhao Xiaole realized how terrifying Lin Feng was.

Then I thought of why Zhao Tianbao didn't let him touch Lin Feng.

It’s not that you can’t move, it’s that you can’t win if you move! '

Now that the whole army has been wiped out, I am like fish on someone else's plate...

Zhao Xiaole took a breath, Gulu swallowed a mouthful of saliva mixed with blood, his body was shaking and his face was pale.

After finishing dealing with all the gangsters, Lin Feng turned around and looked at Zhao Xiaole who was lying on the ground.

It was like looking at a dead person.

Zhao Xiaole was so frightened that he froze on the spot, looking at Lin Feng as if he was seeing the God of Death. He had no power to resist and could only wait for death in fear.

Lin Feng looked at his appearance and smiled mockingly, "Originally, you framed me, and I didn't bother to deal with you for a while, but today you actually insulted my wife, so I can't keep you!"

As he spoke, he slowly stretched out his right hand...

"Just now, didn't you say anything about the rules of the world? Now I solemnly tell you: from today on, I will follow the rules of the world!!!"