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Chapter 593 This is too fierce

Forward draw, back draw-

Before Zhao Lan could react, Chu Feng swung his arm, arched his left and right, and slapped Zhao Lan in the face one by one.

He only used less than one percent of the force, otherwise just one slap would be enough to slap her head.

But even so, Zhao Lan's skin was already blooming, her mouth was covered with blood, and several teeth were lost. The nose, eyebrow frame, and chin that cost a lot of money were all broken by Chu Feng, and she was extremely embarrassed.

Zhao Lan felt the fire coming from her face. The scorching pain and her ears buzzed, and she was completely confused.

The guests at the scene were also confused.

This guy, in public, dares to draw the second concubine of the Lu family and the mistress of the house as a pig's head in public?

Lawless!

Master Lu Ba's face was extremely gloomy and murderous intent surged in his eyes.

"I seldom hit women, except for bitches."

Chu Feng picked up a white handkerchief at the dining table and wiped the palms of the people, as if Zhao Lan's face was so dirty.

His eyes were as calm as water, sweeping around the crowd of the Lu family present and the guests present, "Who else wants to point fingers at me and teach me a lesson, come here."

"I'm in a hurry, after all, there are a lot of people who are going to kill today."

Sisisi—

The person at the scene took a breath. Who is this guy? He is too arrogant!

"Young man, I don't care what your origin is. Who instructs you to come? What kind of grudges do I have with my Lu family--"

"But you got me angry today."

Master Lu Ba slowly stood up. Although he was over 70 years old, the moment he stood up, he still had a spirit like a tiger going down the mountain, which made people unable to help but feel frightened and full of power.

This is the momentum that has been cultivated for a long time.

"You have to keep your life."

He waved his hand simply and neatly, as if the God of Death, who held the power of life and death, sentenced Chu Feng to death with a wave.

Most of the people present also think so!

As the godfather of the underground world of Yanjing, Master Lu Ba has this qualification and even more capable.

Crazy-

As soon as he finished speaking, No. 40 and 50 suddenly surged out of the courtyard. He was holding a cold knife and the fierce elite of the Tianlang Club.

Chu Feng looked at him calmly, "Originally, I still have something to ask you."

"Since that's the case, I'll kill a group of people first, and then chat with you calmly."

The guests at the scene thrust wildly——

This is his mother—

So arrogant!

Master Lu Ba's eyes twitched wildly, and he sneered gloomyly: "Arrogant man, I don't know the sky is high and the earth is thick."

"kill!"

With a command, dozens of elite Tianlang Club slashed over, with a sharp sword light and a cold air.

Chu Feng could only take a step forward calmly, his eyes were cold and calm, like a sharp lightning bolt, shuttled away!

Fast, accurate, ruthless!

Bang bang bang-

Wherever Chu Feng went, he could hear a scream and terrifying sound. Dozens of thugs were all fluttered out by an invisible energy, smashing deep pits on the ground.

Forty or fifty people all fell to the ground seriously injured, none of them were spared!

Chu Feng still walked out calmly, not to mention the wound on his body, even a piece of dust did not fall.

"Now, can you talk?"

this--

This is too fierce!

The guests at the scene were shocked to the ground, like a petrified sculpture—

Master Lu Ba was even more frightened and his pupils suddenly shrank: "Warrior!"
Chapter completed!
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