In addition to the two Asian men in the room, there were six foreign men in blue and black pants, and of course seven or eight armed members holding guns and weapons.

After these people's spiritual exploration, the strongest one was the young man who looked like a Chinese. His cultivation strength reached the mid-level level of the warrior's super-level warriors, followed by the six foreign men in blue and black pants. Their power seemed special in Ye Feng's exploration and sensing. At least Ye Feng had never sensed this extremely special energy power before, but the spiritual exploration technique still gave him a more intuitive answer. The strength of these foreigners is almost equivalent to the level of high-level warriors' great perfection.

The remaining Southeast Asian men and those armed members were just ordinary people with a little bit of strength.

Except for Ye Feng, everyone in the room, including Wu Xinghua, felt an extremely cold aura suddenly covering her body, and her body instinctively began to tremble.

Ye Feng controlled the murderous aura within the range of this room. At this time, he did not want to disturb the large number of armed personnel outside the room.

The originally hot house seemed to suddenly enter the cold winter. This strange atmosphere made the black crow members in the room feel fearful and vigilant. In the end, it was the young man who looked like a Chinese, who broke the atmosphere and asked, "Who are you?"

His question was asked in English.

Ye Feng didn't answer, just looked at him.

At this time, the Southeast Asian man finally recovered and waved to the armed members behind him. He shouted: "Are you all stupid? Why are you still standing there? Take this person down quickly. What are the people in charge of the security guards outside doing? Where did this strange guy come out?"

The young man looked at the Southeast Asian man before and shook his head and said, "Mr. Ruan, be careful, please be careful, let me ask him a few words before saying it."

The conversation between them always uses English. This young man was Wang Zhenjun's confidant, named Wu Dajun. The Southeast Asian man, named Ruan Zhongliu, was also the intermediary who handed over to Hei Ya after Wu Dajun brought Wu Xinghua and Zhao Meixue to Hei Ya after he brought Wu Xinghua and Zhao Meixue.

Ruan Zhongliu is from South Vietnam and a middle-level leader of the Black Crow's Southeast Asian branch base.

At this time, Ye Feng looked at the two men who were talking in English and suddenly smiled. However, his smile could not be seen in the eyes of a group of people. He slowly walked towards the direction of the cage where Wu Xinghua was, and stood two or three steps away from the cage where Su Qing was imprisoned.

His eyes swept across the faces of Ruan Zhongliu, Wu Dajun and a group of foreigners and armed personnel. This made several armed members who couldn't help but want to pull the trigger of the weapon because of Ye Feng's sudden abnormal movement suddenly lost control of their bodies. The more they wanted to move, the more they could not move. They wanted to speak, but couldn't open their mouths. Even the expression on their faces had been frozen and could not be changed.

Then Ye Feng did something, and he raised one hand and twisted towards the void of the cage that imprisoned Wu Xinghua. The scene of Ruan Zhongliu and others pausing in the heart appeared. The cage that imprisoned Su Qing burst out with a "click" in the air, and the cage door opened automatically. This scene, in conjunction with Ye Feng's twisting with one hand, looked like Ye Feng opened the cage lock in the air, which immediately shocked Ruan Zhongliu and his people to breathe.

Wu Xinghua, who had been quenched with heart strength, saw that the cage door was opened, and instinctively burst out a force and drilled out of the cage, threw it into Ye Feng's arms, and burst into tears.

Although it only took more than a day, this day seemed to have passed for Wu Xinghua. Especially after seeing Ye Feng suddenly appear here, although I was shocked why Ye Feng could find him so quickly, it was meaningless to worry about this reason in this situation. It is enough to say everything that Ye Feng can come in time at this time.

He knew that he was a very capable man, and he believed that his man would rescue him safely from here.

Feeling the safety and warmth brought to her by Ye Feng's arms, Wu Xinghua felt that even if she died, she would die without regrets.

Unlike Ruan Zhongliu and others, Wu Xinghua only had Ye Feng in her heart at this time. As for the strange scene of Ye Feng opening the cage door beyond common sense, Wu Xinghua didn't care at all.

Ye Feng gently stroked Sister Xinghua's long hair, raised her face, gently wiped away the tears from her face, bowed his head and kissed her red lips, and said softly: "Sister, I'm sorry, I'm a little late."

With just this sentence, Ye Feng didn't say anything more. He immediately cast a benign true energy on Wu Xinghua, causing him to fall asleep. The next scene would be particularly bloody and cruel. He didn't want his woman to be frightened.

Then, Ye Feng turned around, and his previous tenderness towards Wu Xinghua suddenly disappeared, his eyes turned red again, and he looked at Ruan Zhongliu and others, and said word by word: "Come on. Come on, it's time for you to taste the taste of fear."

At this moment, Ruan Zhongliu's mind was completely defeated by the strangeness and fear brought by Ye Feng. However, as the highest-level leader in this room, he did not carry a gun with him, so he turned his eyes to the armed members behind him and the alienated killers of the Black Crow Green level, and shouted in English: "Shoot quickly, shoot me and kill him."

But to his disappointment and despair, no one shot, including Wu Dajun and the young-level killers. Everyone stood there motionless, and didn't even change their expressions.

It’s not that they don’t want to move, but that they can’t move. Under Ye Feng’s control of the power of wind and thunder, they all lost control of their bodies.

These people could not move, but Ye Feng moved. He gently placed Wu Xinghua on the ground and lay down, took off his coat and covered her body. He glanced at Zhao Meixue with a confused look on his face, raised his hand and waved it gently at her, and used a soul-catching technique, which made her curl up and fall asleep.

Then, he walked step by step to the black killer closest to him, raised his hand, grabbed the other party's neck, twisted and pulled it off, and immediately pulled the black killer's head.

Blood ejected from the black killer's headless neck and shin. A few seconds later, the body that had lost its head fell to the ground with a "bang". However, this was just the beginning, and the next scene that made Ruan Zhongliu, Wu Dajun and others feel bloody and terrifying happened.

Ye Feng's hands split and closed, and he immediately slapped the black head in his hand that he had not had time to close his eyes into pieces, just like a bursting watermelon.

A few timid armed personnel were immediately scared. The scene in front of them, with a watermelon bursting, was terrible, but what made them even more frightened was that they had lost control of their bodies. This strange condition of their extremely clear will but unable to control their bodies was the main reason for their panic.

Ye Feng's killing continued. He walked towards the next killer, stretched out his hands in the shocked and fearful eyes of the other party, spread it out, and then slapped it suddenly, and another watermelon burst.

Then there was the next golden retriever killer. The killer's eyes were no longer shock and fear, but begging, he was begging Ye Feng not to kill him.

For this killer, Ye Feng changed his killing method and directly punched him in the face with a sharp punch. His strength was very exquisite. He did not blow his head, but instead penetrated his face with his fist and penetrated his head out of the back of his head.

This scene is even more terrifying than a head-shot directly.

The remaining four killers were all peed. The feeling of being slaughtered by others without resistance was far more unbearable than shooting their heads with one shot. This sense of fear became increasingly desperate as Ye Feng played with the killer's head in various ways, and the four killers who were still alive felt desperate. Fear or shock was no longer enough to describe their mood at this moment. Facing this killing god like Satan, in addition to despair, they were still desperate.

Ruan Zhongliu was also scared. He really couldn't understand where this person like a killer came from, why did he start killing people without saying a word, and killing the two black crow-level alienated killers was as easy as cutting melons and vegetables. Why, what was going on, is this true, is it or is it that he was not waking up and having nightmares?

Wu Dajun beside Ruan Zhongliu was completely stupid at this time. As a warrior who had reached the mid-level super level, he was completely suppressed by this young man who seemed two years younger than him. How strong is this young man?

Ye Feng did not let anyone go, and in different ways, he strangled all the people in the room except Ruan Zhongliu and Wu Dajun, breaking the skull, opening the abdomen, digging the heart, and tearing it up. Later, he even put away his true energy and strangled these people by just a hard physical method. In the entire wooden house, there were broken bones, rotten flesh, internal organs, broken limbs everywhere, and blood flowed into a river.

Ye Feng's body had been stained with blood and flesh, and he could hardly see his face clearly. He stood in front of Ruan Zhongliu and Wu Dajun, looking at the two men with weak bodies, grinned, revealing a mouthful of red teeth, and smiled: "What do you think? Are you very satisfied? Are you very happy? Have you never seen such a variety of killing people? "

Ruan Zhongliukan suddenly collapsed and knelt in front of Ye Feng, and Wu Dajun could not say a word. It was not that he didn't want to say it, but that he couldn't speak at all. At the same time, what made Wu Dajun even more frightened was that this man, as terrifying as the God of Kill, was actually a Chinese.

Ye Feng lifted Ruan Zhongliu off the ground with one hand, looked at him, then Wu Dajun, and said slowly: "Actually, I am very grateful to you for giving me such an opportunity, allowing me to kill people so happily, allowing me to vent all the negative emotions hidden in my heart, and make my heart more decisive and mature. I think about it, in order to thank you for creating such an opportunity for me, I decided to give you a chance and let you choose a way to die. How about it?"

Ruan Zhongliu wanted to say something was not very good, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he could only make a whimper. The shit and urine had already flowed, and the tears had dried up. It seemed that he had nothing to shed except bleeding. (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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