Chapter three hundred and seventy-two, don't eat the soft stuff

Originally thought that the Blue Ming die hard, but also ready to do to him, his arm is always tight, listen to this, just relax a few minutes, vigilance hair cold eyes also ease a lot.

He took ramming's hand and brushed it down, not away.

"I can not tell the chief, but you must also tell me what the purpose of the elders is. If you do not tell, then you have no choice. " He patiently, his purpose again, eyes locked each other, i didn't miss any of the faces.

Blue Bright low head, do not know what to think, after a long time, slowly raised his head, facial expression some shake, his lips rub each other, words on the lips, but did not say.

Yang Feng patiently waiting, but he suddenly moved his eyes, looked to Yang Feng behind the blue heart, as if to ask her advice.

Blue Heart face a sink, slightly shake head, will blue Ming finally appear to erase the shake.

Yang Feng eyelashes trembled, looked back to the blue heart, the blue heart immediately put up the expression, don't Overdo, feign what don't know appearance pout of mouth.

Yang Feng in Nu Yi grind up, he will be Blue Ming a push away, stride meteor came to the blue heart in front, a slap in her face.

SNAP SNAP, blue heart head on the other side, a look of dismay.

Her face was burning and her brain was buzzing, and she had never dreamed that she would be slapped by an outsider. She was a blue Roman Holiday.

"Yang, wind. "

She gnashes her teeth to squeeze out the name of Yang Feng from between her teeth, covering her cheeks and turning her head, her eyes glaring at him angrily.

Yang Feng facial expression is light, although never hit a woman, but at present so shameless, is not a woman at all.

"Not only with his own brother mixed together, but also openly eye to eye, you really surprise me, Miss Blue. " Yang Feng sneered, slowly raised his chin, eyes disdainful.

"You dare to hit me? "

Blue Heart did not listen to his words, like a madman, facial features ferocious, Zhang Yanwu Claw lunge up, to scratch Yang Feng's face.

People have not close, Yang Feng backhand is a slap in her face, the force is very heavy, the other side hit a turn, turned two times, on the ground.

Yang Feng lifted his feet and strode over, looking down at her from above.

"A word of advice, Miss Lang: You can't die by doing nothing. "

Her blue heart sank to the ground, her hands covering her swollen and burning cheeks, and she suddenly gave a cry, her eyes tearing down her knees, and the color of her dress deepened.

Her voice really harsh, Yang Fengtou big screwed on the brow, kvetch.

"Shut up! "

Blue Heart Dayton, the next moment, more without scruple wail, the sound of the ear.

Yang Feng one head two big, temple drum beat beat, almost burst.

He took a deep breath, Fu er, Xin Dao, calm down, but the burst of crying is really too strong, Yang Feng is really Intolerance, Yang voice angrily.

"I told you to shut up. If you cry again, I'll beat you to a pulp. "

Sure enough, the words were more useful. The Blue Heart stopped crying immediately, twitching in a low voice, its eyes red and tearful.

Yang Feng long to make a sound, the ear finally cleared a lot.

"I didn't know you were such a man that you beat up women. "

Although no longer cry, blue heart or boldly accused Yang Feng a sentence.

Yang Feng rolled his eyes.

"Are you a woman? You have no boundaries. "

Blue Heart small face green white, hate hate grinding lips, silent under, squeeze out two words from the gap between teeth: "Slag Man. "

Yang Feng Hehe two, ignore.

"Well, sooner or later, Lan Ruo will see you for what you are. "

Who He really is? Yang Feng is dumb however cackle, what is interesting is, he does not know his true visage is what kind.

In Scream Bloody Gore, he had to take on more roles than he knew how to play to meet a client's demands or to complete a task.

Yang Feng wry smile a, wiped the sweat of the forehead, attention falls again on the Blue Ming body that kneels on the ground.

"Now, come on, don't try my patience, or you'll all get a beating today. "

Said the wind light cloud light, but the language did not have the meaning of the slightest joke.

Luming shook his body, bit his lower lip, curled his neck, his eyes wandering, and he had not yet made up his mind to tell him.

"I'll give you three seconds, and if you don't tell me, I'll kill you. "

Yang Feng patience has been teetering on the edge of the cliff, he opened his mouth, slowly count up.

"One, "

LANMING's hands on the ground retracted, his shoulders trembling, his struggles and hesitations visible.

"Two, "

He trembles to get up, raised the head to take aim Yang Feng one eye, move mouth, still didn't say.

"Three. "

"I said, " said ramming, catching his words.

Yang Feng's face was tense and relaxed, revealing a meaningful smile and waiting for his reply.

Unexpectedly, lanming suddenly rushed past him and rushed straight to the door, ready to escape.

Yang Feng pupil a tight, turn a sweep, crus dozen on his waist, will blue Ming whole person beat fly, directly kick in the wall.

With a wail, Blue Ming smashed it into the wall and slipped into the clay, landing on the ground in a very funny pose.

Yang Feng rage can not contain, patience crack, strode toward the ground struggling lanming walk, just lanming used the knife picked up from the ground.

When the Blue Ming trance of the climb up, kneeling on the ground, the neck immediately hit a cold.

LANMING gasped, raised his hands, and glanced in horror at the knife that glistened from his neck, its smooth blade reflecting Yang's frosty face behind him.

"Ramming, do you think I don't have a fucking temper? "

Yang Feng grabbed his hair, held the knife to his neck, and gnashed his teeth.

Ramming swallowed hard and did not dare to speak.

"Or do you think I dare not kill you? " He asked, with a faint smile on his lips. The blade pressed several men into his neck. The blade cut through the skin and blood rolled down the edge of the knife.

"No, no, no. I mean it this time. "

Due to being played several times, Yang Feng took a knife hand to loosen some strength, but did not move away.

The blue bright moves mouth, accepts the destiny to close the eye, opened the mouth to return Yang Feng's words.

"Two, the two elders intend to inform the dead about the killing of the patriarch tomorrow evening, and want to lead him down the mountain to be annihilated once and for all by the Yu family, and then force the patriarch to step aside. It is necessary. "

After a pause, after the words seem hard to speak, until Yang Feng's blade pressed a point, just open mouth to continue to say.

"If necessary, kill the patriarch and take the throne. "

Yang Feng in the mind claps a sound, the vision is dark, is really a person of good or bad venom.

He put his knife away, stood up straight, patted the clothes, strode out to the door, walked two steps suddenly thought of something, immediately stopped.