Well, don't let me down, I think you know the consequences of making me unhappy! Give you another week, if there is no progress, then I have to help you clear the obstacles, I think if the God of Death does not have these two beauties,

Wife, maybe I will pay more attention to you! If this doesn't work, then don't blame me for letting go of the old relationship, the organization does not need waste!" Luo Ying drank the red wine in the glass, and then

He stood up and left the room without even looking at Rakshasa from beginning to end.

Rakshasa was naturally aware of Brother Cong's unhappy fate, and he sighed softly, with a look of helplessness in his eyes.

Tang Feng drove away from the headquarters. He had just had a meeting with Wang Sheng and others. Tang Feng just told them that Huaxing Society was in big trouble now and asked them to restrain themselves. At the same time, he told them that he was going abroad for a few days and that he would have to go abroad during this period.

They should pay more attention. As for the specific trouble, Tang Feng did not explain clearly. It is not that he does not trust Wang Sheng, but that some things must be kept in his stomach.

Passing by a bar, Tang Feng parked his car in front of the bar. It was still early, and Tang Feng didn't want to go back so early. He needed some time to himself. He had been tense every day for a while, and now he needed to relax.

"Sir, what would you like to drink?" the bartender asked with a chuckle when he saw Tang Feng sitting down at the bar.

"Beer." Tang Feng said casually. After saying that, he turned around and looked around. Looking at the young people around him and listening to the laughter and laughter coming from around him, Tang Feng really envied them.

"Alone?" Suddenly, a man wearing a black leather windbreaker sat next to Tang Feng and asked softly.

Tang Feng turned his head and glanced at the man, feeling somewhat surprised. He was wearing a leather windbreaker on such a hot day. Could this man be a psychopath?

Seeing that Tang Feng was just looking at him but not speaking, the man shrugged and said, "How about buying me a drink?"

Tang Feng curled his lips and turned around and said, "Give me a reason."

"No reason, I just want to have a drink with you." The man chuckled.

"I'm sorry, I don't like drinking with strangers." Tang Feng didn't know why he felt slightly disgusted with this man.

"Then how about I treat you to a drink?" the man asked again. Tang Feng turned his head strangely and looked at the man carefully again. Only then did he realize that this man was definitely not a simple person! Although there was always something in his eyes

Smile, but Tang Feng could see the enthusiasm hidden behind the smile!

"Of course." Tang Feng stared at the man and said.

The man waved to the bartender and said: "Two glasses of whiskey."

After finishing speaking, he looked at the beer in front of Tang Feng and said, "This kind of thing is not suitable for you."

"Oh? Then what do you think is suitable for me?" Tang Feng asked with a faint smile.

"I think you should know better than me what is suitable for you." After the man finished speaking, he turned around and picked up the wine and took a sip alone.

Tang Feng felt more and more strange about this man. He also took a sip of wine and said, "Tell me, what do you want from me?"

"It's nothing. I just want to have a drink with you." The man shrugged.

Tang Feng frowned slightly. He had always had the absolute initiative no matter what he did, but he didn't know why this man always gave him an invisible pressure. With him, Tang Feng could only be passive.

After drinking the wine in the glass, the man stood up, took out the banknotes from his wallet and threw them on the table. Then he said to Tang Feng: "Thank you for being willing to drink with me. I think we will meet again soon."

Watching the man leave the bar, Tang Feng became more and more puzzled. What was the purpose of this man approaching him? Why did he leave after just one drink? Tang Feng didn't believe that this man's purpose was just to treat him to a drink.

After thinking about it, Tang Feng stood up and followed him out.

The man walked very slowly, as if he was waiting for Tang Feng. Tang Feng just kept following the man. It was not until he entered a deserted alley that the man turned back to look at Tang Feng and said, "Why are you following me?"

"Isn't this exactly what you want?" Tang Feng sneered.

"You are very smart, but sometimes there is only a fine line between smartness and stupidity. Haha, I am in a good mood today, so you are lucky to be able to save a small life. Although you will die in my hands soon, at least you can

Live a few more days." The man put his hands in the pockets of his windbreaker and looked at Tang Feng contemptuously.

No one has ever dared to look down on him like this. After hearing what the man said, Tang Feng smiled instead of getting angry. He laughed twice and said, "What an arrogant tone! You want to kill me?"

"Isn't it possible?" the man said softly.

"Of course, but there were many people who wanted my life just like you, but they all fell at my feet one by one, and your end will not be much better than theirs!" After finishing speaking, Tang Feng flexed his wrists.

, looking at the man with fighting intent in his eyes.

The man shook his head and said: "I said, I'm in a good mood today and don't want to kill anyone, and you can't die now. If you die, my game will become boring. Let's go, I will give you a chance to be fair with me in the future

A battle, but definitely not today!"

A trace of anger flashed in Tang Feng's eyes. This man is so arrogant! He snorted coldly: "Humph! Really? But I want to fight you today! Let me see if you are arrogant."

Have capital!”

Having said that, Tang Feng dodged towards the man, but the man had a faint smile on his lips, narrowed his eyes slightly and showed no intention of dodging.

Tang Feng punched the man in the face, but saw that the man did not dodge at all. When the fist was less than 10 centimeters away from the man's face, Tang Feng stopped his force, looked at the man coldly and said: "Why don't you dodge? Are you?

Do you think you can resist my punch?"

The man smiled softly and said: "You also disappoint me. Are you showing sympathy for the enemy? Hey, I didn't expect that the famous God of Death is nothing more than this."

Tang Feng was slightly stunned, yes, why did he hold back his fist? He was his enemy, why didn't he just punch him to death?

"Are you confused? Don't you know why you are like this? Let me tell you, the reason why this is like this is just because of your ridiculous self-esteem. To kill someone who doesn't fight back is a shame to you.

Insulting, right?" The man looked at Tang Feng sarcastically.

Tang Feng suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked at the man and said, "Maybe you are right."

The man stretched out his hand and tightly grasped Tang Feng's fist that was still raised in front of him, but with a relaxed smile on his face, he said: "Put away your pride. As the king of soldiers, don't you know that being kind to the enemy is to be kind to yourself?"

Is it cruel? If I wanted to, I could kill you the moment you stop holding your hand!" After saying that, the man raised his leg and kicked Tang Feng hard in the stomach.

Tang Feng flew backwards. He had no chance to fight back. The man's speed was too fast. It took less than a second from lifting his leg to kicking him.

The man clapped his hands and sighed softly: "If you are still like this, then you will not be my enemy at all. You are a strong man, but you are far from a king! I hope you can grow up next time we meet.

"After saying that, the man's figure disappeared at the end of the alley.

Tang Feng spit out a mouthful of blood and raised his right hand tremblingly. With the faint light of the street lamp, Tang Feng saw five bruised finger marks on his right hand.

There has never been a moment when Tang Feng doubted his own strength. He had always thought that he was strong enough. Even Shura, the legendary figure in the killer world, could only be defeated by him. But at this moment, Tang Feng found that he was already strong enough.

Just a frog in a well.

That man is very strong. There is no doubt about this. He seems to be holding his fist easily, but the strength contained in it is far beyond everyone's imagination. Tang Feng believes that if the man is willing, his right hand can be used at this moment.

I'm afraid it's already useless!
Chapter completed!