Under the dim light twenty or thirty meters away, seven or eight men holding machetes and sticks stood, each of whom was fierce and not saying anything. The evil smile made Zhang Feng's eyes shine again.

Ye Qingxuan is fine. If she was hurt a little, no one of these people would want to live!

Taking a deep breath and suppressing the anger in his heart, Zhang Feng walked over step by step and slowly appeared under the dim light.

"Zhang Feng, your wife's tastes good, hahaha..."

Under the only light, a strong middle-aged man in his fifties sat on a chair with an ancient big knife on his legs and rubbed his hands on it. When he saw Zhang Feng, he smiled grimly.

On both sides are more than a dozen men who seem ordinary but have sinister faces. They have long swords and short sticks in their hands.

"Where is Ye Qingxuan?"

Zhang Feng's face was like an ice sculpture, and his voice was like coming from the Nine Nether Hell.

Just one sentence made the men on the chair under the lamp and a dozen other men show a look of fear.

So cold!

"That woman has been fucked to death by us!"

The man stood up under the lamp, held a knife in his right hand, and wiped his thumb in his left hand on his nose, smiling fiercely on his face.

Zhang Feng was unmoved and asked, "Who are you?"

"Me?" The man laughed rampantly, "I am a disciple of the Bagua Knife Sect, nicknamed Iron Knife, Daming, Cui Yi!"

Zhang Feng nodded, raised his right arm, pointed at the man opposite one by one, and said indifferently: "My subordinates do not kill the nameless ghost, you all sign up."

The anger burned to the extreme, but it seemed extremely calm.

A roar and scolding came, and the posture of more than a dozen people rushing up was stopped by Cui Yi waved his hand. He laughed like a night owl.

"Zhang Feng, it's good to tell you to die. These brothers are all met by me, Cui Yi, who traveled through the world. They all have unique skills. If you can die at our hands, it's considered to give you face!" Cui Yi roared buzzingly.

Zhang Feng glanced at him and saw that the gangsters were all posing as masters, and said, "I'll ask you again, where is Ye Qingxuan? Tell me, leave all the corpses for you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, an exclaim came from his right hand: "Zhang Feng, I'm here!"

Zhang Feng turned his head and saw Ye Qingxuan rushing out from the side of a row of gasoline barrels, then Ai Rongrong hugged her neck from behind, and a sharp dagger was crossed between her neck.

Ai Rongrong glanced at Zhang Feng, her eyes were cold and she had no tenderness at all. She hugged Ye Qingxuan and retreated back behind the gasoline barrel.

Seeing this scene, the anger in Zhang Feng's heart dissipated a lot, and his wife was not humiliated. This is a blessing in disguise.

"Okay, now you can come and die!"

Zhang Feng said lightly, pressing his big hand on his waist, he pulled out the software from his belt, shaking his hand, and the short sword stretched straight, and under the light, the cold light was shining.

"Brothers, this kid is very crazy. Let's go together and kill him soon. Let's get Ye Qingxuan and be happy!"

Cui Yi grinned with a big mouth and a grim smile. His ugly face made people feel disgusted when they look at it, and it is even more hateful at this time.

More than a dozen people, waving swords, axes and sticks, slowly surrounded Zhang Feng.
Chapter completed!