"I like it! You two are both beautiful and qualified to be my women!" the little boy said proudly.

Nangong Xiaoxian and Liu Hongyi were both startled, and couldn't help but burst out laughing, their branches trembling with laughter. Such words coming from the mouth of a child as big as him made people laugh no matter how they heard them.

The little boy seemed very dissatisfied with his words being taken as a joke, and said seriously: "I am serious, are you willing to be my woman?"

If such words were said by an adult, Ling Feng would probably have slapped him in the face.

However, the other party was a child, and Ling Feng would not be as knowledgeable as a child. He smiled and said: "Baby, your mother is calling you to go home for dinner! You'd better go home quickly. If you go back late, your mother will be worried.

"

"Who are you? Didn't you see that I was talking to my woman? Also, didn't I tell you to leave immediately? Why are you still here? Are you looking for a beating?" The little boy had a look of contempt on his face, but he didn't even

He didn't take Ling Feng seriously.

Ling Feng was angry. He had seen arrogant people before, but he had never seen such arrogant people. How old is this kid? He has such a big temper. How can he deal with it when he grows up?

And what did he just say?

When did Liu Hongyi and Nangong Xiaoxian become his women?

They are my women, okay?

It was really something that his mother had no control over, so Ling Feng decided to teach him a lesson for his mother.

Liu Hongyi smiled slightly, stopped him, and then said to the little boy with an embarrassed look: "But, they are all my sister's good friends, can you let them stay together? If you agree, my sister will give it to you.

Buy some candy!"

The little boy seemed to really like Liu Hongyi. When Liu Hongyi spoke to him, his face turned red.

However, as if he was not willing to be treated like a child, he puffed up his chest, tried to look like a man, and said in a tone of speaking to his own woman: "Why do you want to make friends like this? Look,

Look at them, they have yellow skin and black hair! Humph, you can tell they are monkeys from the east!

Several of my senior brothers went to kill a Chinese monkey. Now I am angry when I see a Chinese monkey. You'd better let them leave immediately. For your sake, I won't hold them accountable for trespassing in forbidden areas.

."

Ling Feng suppressed his anger and sneered: "Let me tell you, we are Chinese, but we are not monkeys, but you, blond and blue-eyed, have the charm of a golden monkey."

The little boy was furious, "Asshole! I am a close disciple of the leader of the Satanic Cult. If you dare to say that to me, you have committed a capital crime! Do you know that it is a capital crime?"

Kneel down and beg me for mercy right now, and let these two beautiful women stay and serve me. Maybe I can be lenient and let you go, otherwise, you will be dead today!"

"What do you know, you little brat? You are ready to commit a capital crime? Do you really think you are superior?"

At this point, Ling Feng, no matter how well-behaved he was, couldn't help it anymore. With a big hand, he slapped the little boy and knocked him away more than ten meters. He fell to the ground hard. Half of his face was swollen and his teeth were damaged.

A few dropped.

The boy was stunned by the slap, as if he couldn't believe that someone dared to hit him, and he was a little confused.

Only when the burning pain came from his face and body did he realize that he had really been beaten and was even injured. He was immediately furious. He had never been beaten in his life.

He covered his face and got up from the ground, pointed at Ling Feng and shouted: "You... you Chinese monkey, how dare you attack me? You are dead, do you know? You are dead today!"

"Angus, what happened?" At this moment, a middle-aged man in his thirties came out.

This is a rather handsome white man with naturally curly blond hair, a tall and straight figure, and every muscle on his body can be compared to the white models in some domestic aphrodisiac advertisements.

When the little boy named Angus saw the middle-aged man, he immediately ran over as if seeing strong reinforcements, pointed at Lingfeng, and complained: "Brother Beoli, these people not only trespass on our

He even hit me! You see, my face was hurt!"

The white man named Beoli immediately flashed a look of anger on his face, walked towards Ling Feng, and said coldly: "Did you do it just now? Then, don't leave, stay and be a humble slave.

You will be enslaved to Satanism for life, come and redeem your sins!"

Angus pointed at Liu Hongyi and Nangong Xiaoxian and said: "Brother, I want these two to be my women!"

Beoli glanced at Liu Hongyi and Nangong Xiaoxian, nodded and said: "Well, your vision is very good, they are both qualified to be your women! In this case, you two are lucky, you can stay and make arrangements.

Be Gus’s woman! Serve him well, your benefits will be indispensable!”

Ling Feng's lungs were about to burst with anger.

This white man named Beoli decided the fate of Ling Feng and others with just a few words, as if he was the master of everything. How could Ling Feng hold back? I'm here to cause trouble, okay?

With a slap, Beoli was also slapped away!

"You are such a bastard, you still want me to be your slave? Even if you become my slave, I still think you are not qualified!"

As he said that, he stepped on Beoli's handsome face with another kick.

"Senior Brother Beoli!"

Angus could hardly believe his eyes.

His strength was still low, so it was okay to be beaten, but even Beoli was beaten. This kind of thing was seriously beyond his understanding.

Who is Beoli?

He is not only his senior brother, but also the eighth disciple of Satan, the leader of Satanism!

What is the concept of the eighth disciple of the Satanic leader?

Well, you don’t know! So what if I tell you that the only seven demon kings in Satanism now are the seven disciples of Satan?

Satan has a total of nine disciples, seven of whom have become the seven demon kings of Satanism. In other words, Beoli, the eighth, is very likely to become the eighth demon king of Satanism!

Its status in Satanism is evident from this.

In this way, it is not difficult to understand why he is so arrogant and bossy.

But such a person is now slapped away by someone else, and then stepped on again?

The contrast was so great that Angus seriously suspected that there was something wrong with his eyes.

Not only Angus couldn't believe it, but Beoli himself couldn't believe that someone dared to attack him in this place.

Even until the moment before he landed, he wondered if he was dreaming. After all, this kind of thing was too incredible.

It wasn't until Ling Feng's foot crushed his face, causing severe pain, that Beoli was truly convinced that he had been beaten.

And he was beaten in a very humiliating way.

It’s the opposite! It’s really the opposite!

Where is this place? The headquarters of Satanism that no one in Europe dares to despise!

As the eighth disciple of Satan, how could he lose face when he was beaten so hard at his doorstep? When did Satanism fall to the point where he could be bullied like this?

Is it tolerable or not?

Beoli is very angry! The consequences are serious!

With an angry shout, Beoli turned into a black light, stood up from the ground, and broke free from Ling Feng's ravages, showing his strength as the eighth disciple of the Satanic leader.

"I must kill you!"

Beoli's eyes were red and his face was ferocious, as if he wanted to eat people.

"If you want to take action, hurry up. Don't be wordy. I'm in a hurry!" Ling Feng waved to him contemptuously.

Now, he still dares to despise himself so much? Beoli can't bear it!

"Go to hell!"

He suddenly took action, stretched out one hand, and turned into a huge black claw. Accompanied by billowing black clouds, it covered the sky and covered the ground and grabbed Ling Feng straight away.

The devil's hand that covers the sky!

As the eighth disciple of Satan, he showed great strength.

The first thing that comes up is the secret of Satanism, a very powerful move, the Demonic Hand that Shrouds the Sky!

This huge black claw seems to be stretching out from hell, glowing with black light and carrying a strong aura of death, as if it is conveying the will of God. At a glance, no one can resist at all.

Will can only surrender and wait for death!

The overwhelming momentum seemed to cover even the heaven and the earth.

No one knows better than Beoli. Although this magic hand was formed by his magic power, it was tempered by the secret method of Satanism and is harder than diamond. Over the past hundreds of years, countless powerful masters have died.

Under this trick.

Once this technique is used, it can be said to cover the sky with one hand, making it impossible for anyone to escape.
Chapter completed!