Because the plane was an emergency landing, the staff of Deye Airport sent a green-skinned vehicle to guide the plane to the designated location.

But at this time, Yang Shiwen and Ailiner could no longer wait. The two beauties ran from first class to economy class. When the two women saw the damaged part of the plane's fuselage, which was nearly one meter high, the pupils in the two women's eyes suddenly expanded to their limits at the same time.

It can be said that everyone on the plane was immersed in the joy of surviving the disaster, but these two beauties were trapped in a desperate mud bath at the same time.

The King of Hell was dead. Even though the plane Liu Feng was on forced to land at Deye Airport, which was inconspicuous in Africa, the news was spread out by someone who was interested in it at the first time. "Haha, it's really a turn of wind!"

There was a happy laughter in the headquarters of the Crusades. The Crusade Commander, who had always been wearing Western knights, swung his hand excitedly, slapped a boss's table again with a slap, and said proudly: "No matter how strong your underworld is, how long can you defeat our Crusade cavalry? But God is on my side, your King of Hell is dead. You are so dead. A Eastern man who is actually rampant in the Western underground world is definitely a heretic. Now without you, how long can I last when I attack the underworld?"

"Good death!"

In the Satan legion, Satan's White-headed Man poured himself a glass of red wine, and smiled proudly: "Kill my two sons, destroy my Black Angel Squad and Hellfire Squad, and auctioned off my Hellfire Laser Gun. Hell, King of Hell, you are so proud that God will take you!"

Pick...gululu!

In the No. 3, the most money-making casino in Las Vegas, the fat man of the gambling god Jujin swung his big hand, and three dice flew out, rolled on the gambling table for several rounds before finally freezing.

Wow!

At the same time, the entire casino was in full bloom.

"Oh my goodness, three more ones!"

"Too awesome, too awesome."

"It's worthy of being the God of Gambling. No matter what you bet, you're facing a disaster when facing a God of Gambling!"

The crowd onlookers were all applauding the gambling god Jujin's gambling technique.

Sitting opposite Jujin, the one who bets against him was a handsome, mixed-race man, who was the day-trip envoy Hayer, one of the nine soul-catching envoys in the underworld.

"God of Gamblers, you have won 300 million US dollars from me. Isn't that enough?" Hayer asked plainly.

"Of course not enough!"

There was a kind smile on Yujin's chubby face, but his tone was not kind. "Hayer, when I was the partial wealth god of wealth in the Golden Temple, A San, managed Casino No. 3, you came to bet with him. He took away 2.7 billion US dollars in a week, and finally won the Casino No. 3 from A San. Your mood at that time should be the same as my current mood."

"no the same."

Hayer said with a relaxed look on his face: "Before I took Casino No. 3, I didn't know that this casino was from your Golden Temple. But after I got it, I knew that in order not to let you use the same method to fight back, I set a rule for myself that I only bet three games a day, and one game can bet 100 million. Even if you come every day, I can afford to lose 300 million a day."

"Oh, you Hayer are so rich. Can you afford to lose 300 million US dollars a day?" Yujin asked with a smile.

Um!

Hayer said firmly: "I can afford to lose, because I won a lot before I won Casino No. 3. Moreover, you, Lord Gambler, come to me every day. I believe that Lord Hell will come to play with you in person in a few days."

"Oh, do you think the King of Hell can beat me at the gambling table?" When Jujin asked this, his face looked a little complacent.

Hayer said: "I believe that even if you are the god of gambling, you still cannot beat Lord Hell."

Hearing Hayer's words, Jujin's face immediately felt a little dissatisfied, but at this moment, his phone started to listen.

Jujin glanced at Hayer and answered the phone.

Not knowing what was said on the other end of the phone, a smile that seemed to be blooming in chrysanthemums instantly burst out from Jujin's fat face.

"Sorry, even if the King of Hell is really better than my gambling skills, he will never come."

After hanging up the phone, Jujin stared at Hayer's eyes and said word by word: "I just got the news that your Lord Hell was robbed and killed on a flight from Africa to China, and fell out of the damaged part of the plane's fuselage and was buried in the sea."

After hearing this news, a strong murderous intent flashed in Hayer's eyes.

Just as Hayer's murderous intent appeared, a strong man nearly two meters tall stood behind Jujin. The strong man's figure was not much weaker than the Ghost King, and his reaction speed was much faster than that of the Ghost King.

But the murderous intent in Hayer's eyes flashed by, and the big guy didn't take action.

"You wanted to kill me just now?" The smile on Jujin's face disappeared.

Hayer asked irresponsibly: "God of Gambling, I tell you that Lord Hell will not die. The news you hear is either a rumor or an uncertain news."

"uncertain……"

"Yes, not sure! You will never understand how magical the King of Hell is, and he will not die."

silence!

The two seemed to have talked to the sky to death, and at the same time, they did not speak out again.

Half a minute later, Jujin stood up, turned around and walked out and said, "You are right, and things that are uncertain may not be true. However, I will come tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and I will come all the time. If you are not afraid of losing 300 million to me a day, just prepare enough money!"

snort!

The two-meter-strong man following Jujin snorted heavily and clenched his huge fist at Hayer.

Hayer sat still without moving, but his hands were clenched tightly under the gambling table, and murmured to himself: "I have to hold back. As soon as the message of the death of the King of Hell spread, the underworld would probably be tempted by all parties. Before the King of Hell returns, I must not be distracted."

"Brother Feng, no, I don't believe that Liu Feng will die."

Outside Deye Airport, Yang Shiwen screamed regardless of her image. A string of tears flowed down her fair and tender cheeks, and then gathered from under her pointed chin into crystal droplets of water. "I want to rent a boat, no, I want to rent a water plane to find Liu Feng, he will definitely not die."

"Yang Shiwen, calm down first!"

Eriner grabbed Yang Shiwen, as Meng Po in the underworld, as the little princess of the Spanish royal family, this beautiful woman with pure Western aristocratic blood also had tears on her face, "We can't be confused now, it's useless for you to shout here. I don't believe that Liu Feng will die, but now we can't go out to sea, and the Deye area is not peaceful in Africa..."

"What do you think of?" Yang Shiwen interrupted Ailin'er's words.

Eriner said: "Wait, now you have to be a little patient. I have contacted Europe, and a professional search and rescue team will come to help us soon."

"I can wait, but can Liu Feng wait?"

"He can, I will never believe that he will not die, even if he faces thousands of meters above sea level, even if he faces the vast ocean, he will not die."

Is the King of Hell dead? Of course not, but even if he is not dead, Liu Feng is only half his life left.

Huh!

On a poorly small desert island, Liu Feng leaned against a reef, his feet were still soaked in the water, and he was gasping for breath.

If you look closely, you will find that there is still water on Liu Feng’s chest at the corner of his mouth and vaguely water marks.

The first goddess Athena lay beside Liu Feng, half of her body was immersed in water, completely in an unconscious state.

"I said girl, now I can't stand the King of Hell. If you can't save you, don't blame me." Liu Feng gasped for a while before sitting up and carrying Athena out of the water with difficulty.

After walking onto the deserted island, Liu Feng sat under a tree, raised his hand to hold Athena's pulse door, and then frowned.

"The five internal organs are damaged, the meridians are weak... This is..." Liu Feng wanted to say that he needed to apply an injection, but when he touched it, the needle capsule he had hidden on his body disappeared. "Damn! This is because he used a hand instead of an injection, but Brother Feng, I am also seriously injured and cannot use the true qi to condense the needle!"

Liu Feng was so anxious that he was groping on his body. Fortunately, although he was hit by the ocean currents and lost his needle pouch, his scimitar and mobile phone were not lost.

The performance of Lord Hell’s mobile phone is really terrifying. When he entered the water just now, he didn’t know how deep he had penetrated, but when faced with such a large amount of water pressure, there was no sign of water inlet or damage.

Liu Feng fiddled with his cell phone irritably and muttered in a low voice: "This time I'm having trouble. It would be easy if my person could be found as soon as possible, but once the time delays too long, Athens may............."

When he spoke of the word "ju", Liu Feng's eyes suddenly lit up.

On the Asian Hidden Dragon List held in Wudang Mountain, Liu Feng won the first place terrifying result. In addition to the three martial arts he chose first as rewards, he also had printed copies of the other twenty-seven martial arts.

And like all other young people, Liu Feng was used to reading on his mobile phone, so he put away his martial arts and put his thirty martial arts into an e-book in the form of an e-book.

Just as he was flipping through his phone, he suddenly saw a catalog of thirty martial arts.

"Add oil and life-sustaining!"

Liu Feng saw the name of a martial art, which seemed to be useful for healing wounds, so he opened this martial arts, and the catalog mentioned a description that made his eyes lit up, - People are like oil lamps, people die, lamps turn off. Adding oil to prolong life, yin and yang complement each other, and there is still the power to turn the sky back for a breath.

"After a breath, I still have the power to turn the sky back?"

Liu Feng continued to translate the main text downward. This exercise is a secret technique from the Kunlun School of Huaxia. The practice method described in the book is extremely mysterious. According to the book, this exercise is not only a superior martial art, but also a real secret technique for healing.

However, the more Liu Yanwang looked, the redder his face became. The paintings of martial arts and postures on it were so astonishing, and it must be practiced together by a man and a woman.

Depend on!

After watching "The Extended Life", Liu Feng swears, "This is a double practice technique, and he has to put on so many shameful poses and cooperate with each other. Isn't Tenima a playful person? Can Athena cooperate with me? She..."

When Liu Feng thought of some of the most embarrassing questions, he turned his head and looked at Athena.

At this time, Athena was in a deep coma. Her pale face turned to the other side, and her jade body wrapped in a wet long skirt was simply out of print and wet body. temptation!

"I'm dizzy! The first goddess, you put on this pose, was it to tell me that you are willing to cooperate very well?" Liu Feng said to himself.

"Order all members of the underworld to enter the first-level preparation state." At the same time, the underworld also received news that the King of Hell was dead.

The judge issued an order directly at the headquarters of the underworld: "Before the rumors that the King of Hell are shattered, there will definitely be many major forces to take tentative attacks on the underworld, and we must be prepared for a tough battle."
Chapter completed!