"Leave these four guys to me to deal with." Liu Feng said calmly with his hands on his back.

Pandora raised her middle finger again, "Our Red Dragon is fighting hard there, of course you have to take action here, what's there to say?"

"Believe it or not, I'll slap you on your butt?" Liu Feng suddenly turned his head, with a YD smile on his face, and raised his right hand to slap and rub it. He grabbed it, "I, King Liu, can do anything, you understand!"

"You...are you afraid that the Red Dragon will kill you?" Pandora subconsciously took a step back.

Liu Feng said: "He is trying his best to kill me. He doesn't have time to kill me. When he finishes fighting, it may not be necessary to have the ability to kill me. I'm afraid of Mao? But now as long as I want to do whatever I want to do to you!"

"Oh, no, you... this... Lord Hell, don't be as knowledgeable as me, a little girl!" Pandora finally surrendered.

But Liu Feng still refused to forgive her, and even approached, saying, "Are you still a little girl? Well, let me touch her and see where you are."

"Hey, I'm your sister-in-law, don't overdo it."

"Oh, now I think it's my sister-in-law. When did you call me brother-in-law?"

"You...well, brother-in-law! Brother-in-law, please spare me!"

"You're good at this!"

While Liu Feng and Pandora were quarreling, Cornelius finally appeared, and clattering footsteps sounded from the other end of the metal corridor. The old housekeeper from Atlan revealed his true face.

Cornelius's big hawk nose gives people a bad temper, and he is wearing a snow-white cloak behind him, a bit like an actor walking out of a circus.

The three black young men following Cornelius were all walking, wearing black T-shirts and black trousers. They were originally black, and they were simply black with a sense of black power.

"The Oriental in front, answer me, who killed Yalun?" Cornelius walked towards Liu Feng and others, with a sense of rebelliousness on his face.

Liu Feng said with a smile: "It was Chilong, the world's number one killer. Do you dare to find him?"

After hearing Liu Feng's words, Cornelius rolled his eyes, obviously not believing Liu Feng's words.

As for Pandora, she raised her middle finger behind Liu Feng and muttered in a low voice: "It's really a disaster, so shameless."

"Why am I shameless? It was the Red Dragon who killed Yalun!"

Liu Feng said with a righteous look on his face: "I am a person who dares to act and take responsibility. I will never deny the person I killed. I don't need to admit that I am not killed!"

"Enough, listen to me."

Cornelius suddenly shouted: "Answer my question, since you said that Red Dragon killed Yalun, where is the other person now?"

"I'm old, what's the point of calling me? Why should I listen to you? Who are you?" Liu Feng mocked without hesitation.

"Facedo, you're looking for death!"

"Dare you so boldly talking to the butler Cornelius, do you believe it if I kill you?"

"It's just a sick man from East Asia, and he dares to be arrogant in front of us. He's really ignorant!"

The three young black men walked forward and acted extremely angry. The sense of excellence arose naturally. I don’t know why they felt that they were so superior.

"Sick man from East Asia?"

Liu Feng, Yang Zhuo, and Mo Chengyue were all over the face at the same time.

Especially Liu Feng, he strode forward to meet the three black people and said extremely serious: "The Chinese people during World War II lived in hunger and cold, and were called the sick husbands of East Asia at that time. But what about you, in Africa, where you are from now, most areas still cannot eat enough. We Chinese people provide assistance to your African black compatriots in all aspects. You three dogs taken in by the Atlan family have eaten stronger, but they actually ran out and looked down on others? Where do you have the confidence?"

"Shit!" The black man facing Liu Feng was so angry that he was scolded that he rushed out, and his fist as big as a sandbag hit Liu Feng's face with a scream.

"The word "sick man" should really be used on you." Liu Feng stopped and raised his left hand to block it.

Bang!

As the muffled sound of the fist and palm collision broke out, Liu Feng's five fingers squeezed together at the same time, clasped the black man's fist, and continued to mock him: "Just this speed? Just this power? At most, the strength of the level of the power level, dare to be arrogant in front of me?"

Bang!

Another even more terrifying muffled sound broke out, and a 43-yard big foot was heavily stuffed on the black man's lower abdomen.

Under everyone's gaze, the black man was kicked up by Liu Feng and threw himself up.

This is not the end. Liu Feng kept holding the black man's fist. When the black man flew above Liu Feng's head, Liu Feng suddenly exerted his force, "Sick man, let me see your sense of superiority!"

thump!

The black man fell to the ground, and his whole body was completely soft and unconscious, and he kept spilling blood along his seven orifices.

"Trump!"

"Damn Oriental, you actually killed Trump, you you!"

The other two black men were furious.

That's right, this black man named Trump died. In fact, when Liu Feng kicked him, the black guy had already stepped into the gate of hell. After being smashed like this, he could not die.

"Kill me, kill me. If you two are dissatisfied, you will die!" Liu Feng waved to the two black men and said in a teasing tone: "Don't worry, from now on, I will never laugh at you as sick husbands."

Yang Zhuo behind Liu Feng followed and said, "Because you are too weak, you can't even deserve the sick man."

Develop a doctor!

The two black men were so angry that their foreheads were filled with blue veins. They stepped forward at the same time, and made crisp sounds on their bodies.

"Trump didn't have time to use equipment just now, so he asked you, the Oriental, to kill you, but we won't make such a mistake."

"We came in the Atlan family's fighter mechas, and I'm going to smash you into meat pies."

The two of them had already taken three steps forward as they spoke. At the same time, their hands were naturally covered with iron scale fist armor, and even slightly black iron scales had spread to their necks.

"Do you think you are very strong with mecha?" Liu Feng sneered at the corner of his mouth.

"You'll know if you try."

"Kill you now."

Two black men rushed towards Liu Feng, one left and one right, and the black man on his left stretched his hands to lock Liu Feng's neck. The other black man waved his right arm, and before his fist was shot, he brought out a howling wind.

Bang bang!

However, Liu Feng's speed was too terrifying. The two black men who snatched up only felt a flash in front of them. Then the two black buddies threw them back like human-shaped sandbags.

"Ramp, T.P, you two are not opponents of this Oriental, and the difference in strength is too big. You retreat and leave him to me." Cornelius suddenly spoke, ready to end himself.

However, Liu Feng had already picked up the dark ruler in his right hand and quickly pulled the trigger, "I said I wanted them to die. If you said I would let them retreat, can they retreat? This is my verdict on their death, and no one can change it!"

Puff!
Chapter completed!