The strongest door-to-door son-in-law

Chapter 821

"Do you think I will spare you?" Ye Feng sneered and reached out to pull out the table leg stuck on the back of Xie Hua's hand.

The huge pain made Xie Hua scream again.

The guests who were watching suddenly felt chills running down their spines, and some timid ones quickly averted their eyes and did not dare to look.

"stop!"

A cold shout came from outside the courtyard door, and then a group of people rushed in.

The leader was an old man with a gloomy face.

When Xie Hua saw the old man, it was as if he had seen the great savior, and he quickly shouted: "Grandpa...save me...!"

After Xie Hua shouted for a long time, he fainted.

The old man who appeared was none other than Xie Chengxi, who had played against Ye Feng.

When Xie Chengxi saw his precious grandson being trampled under his feet, with one hand bleeding profusely, he ran away: "Ye Feng, you, you let go of my grandson, or I'll kill you!"

Ye Feng glanced at Xie Chengxi indifferently, raised his right foot, and kicked Xie Hua away like a dead dog.

"Who did I think raised the trash? It turned out to be you, this old dog." Because Xie Chengxi had instructed his apprentices to kidnap Li Ruoyun together with Li Yunyang, so now Ye Feng didn't give him any face.

Ye Feng's words made Xie Chengxi's blood pressure soar. He pointed at Ye Feng with his trembling right hand and yelled like a maniac: "Kill this bastard to death!"

The thugs who came with Xie Chengxi immediately surrounded Ye Feng, and then took action at the same time, preparing to start a group fight against Ye Feng.

However, how could ordinary people hurt a hair of Ye Feng, who was an immortal cultivator?

In less than a minute, the seven or eight thugs brought by Xie Chengxi all fell to the ground and screamed.

This scene not only frightened Xie Chengxi, but also shocked the surrounding guests again. When they looked at Ye Feng again, they looked like they were looking at a monster.

If it wasn't a monster, how could he easily knock down seven or eight strong men to the ground with three punches and two kicks?
This kind of scene can only be performed like this in TV series or movies.

Ye Feng clapped his hands and said to the frightened Xie Chengxi: "Old dog, take your good grandson and get out of Yanjing. If I see him again, I will beat him every time I see him!"

After Ye Feng warned Xie Chengxi, he walked up to Li Ruoyun, took her hand and said with a calm smile: "Ruoyun, let's go."

Li Ruoyun nodded, let Ye Feng hold his hand, and left the so-called wedding banquet.

Fang Huiqiong also pulled Li Zhengde up from the chair, and then quietly left quietly.

In fact, when she saw Xie Hua slap Yu Ling, all the sullenness in Fang Huiqiong's heart dissipated.

If Qi Xiaoying had arranged her position as Fang Huiqiong in the front row from the beginning, then she might have expressed sympathy for Yu Ling's unfortunate wedding banquet.

But now, the only emotion that can arise in her heart is gloating.

An originally festive wedding turned into a farce and a tragedy, which just proves the old saying: God can do evil, but it can be violated; if you do it yourself, you can't live!

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Underground of the ancestral temple in Jindao Village in the south of the city.

"Master, Du Wei failed and died at the hands of Ye Feng." A tall man with a centipede-shaped scar on his forehead said respectfully.

The expression on Shi Tian's face was still gloomy, without any emotional fluctuations, and he said in a strange tone: "It is useless to die." "Master, I can now confirm that the boy named Ye Feng is Immortal cultivator." The man said respectfully again.

The black aura in Shitian's eyes became thicker, and he said in a very evil tone: "The blood and spiritual power of immortal cultivators are the most delicious things in the world to us demon cultivators. Beidiao, Du What Wei has not finished, I will leave it to you to finish.”

"Yes, Master, I will definitely not let you down!" Beidiao replied loudly.

"Ye Feng can easily kill Du Wei, which shows that his cultivation level has reached a new breakthrough. You must be cautious when dealing with him." As he spoke, Shi Tian turned his right hand over and saw a pair of jet black gloves appear on his face. In his hands.

"These are attack gloves that I personally tempered using the skin of a fourth-grade monster. Wearing them when dealing with Ye Feng will greatly enhance your combat power." Shi Tian said, throwing the gloves in the north In front of the sculpture.

Beidiao quickly picked up the gloves, with a flattered expression on his face, and said excitedly: "Thank you master for the treasure!"

"No matter what, Ye Feng must die. Sooner or later, this world belongs to us demon cultivators, and immortal cultivators will never be allowed to exist!" Shi Tian's voice was cold and ruthless.

Beidiao raised his hands high and said loudly in a pious voice: "The master will surely unify the world and restore the glory of the magic cultivator!"

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Location, Bailong Club.

Tao Jian was currently lying on the sofa in a luxurious private room, with two beauties of model stature next to him leaning on his arms, one on the left and one on the right. The table was filled with bottles of high-end wine.

Tao Jian took a puff of his cigarette, looked at the time, grabbed a handful of the buttocks of the beautiful woman in black skirt and said, "You guys go out first, I'll come in after we finish talking."

The two beauties let out a coquettish cry, then stood up and walked out.

Not long after they left, there was a knock on the door outside the private room, and then three people walked in from outside.

One of them wore gold-rimmed glasses, was thin, and looked to be in his early fifties. He looked very gentle, but his face was a little timid.

Rather than saying that he walked in, it is better to say that he was brought in by someone. People on the left and right pushed him in and said, "Brother Jian, people are here."

After saying that, the two of them went out, closed the door, and stayed outside the private room.

The man pushed up his glasses, swallowed, shrank his neck, and looked a little flustered on his face.

"Brother Ma, don't stand there. Come and sit down." Tao Jian waved to Ma Siming. When he saw that he didn't move, he stood up and pulled him to the sofa to sit down.

Then Tao Jian poured a glass of wine, handed it to Ma Siming, clinked the glasses with him, and said, "Brother Ma, why are you nervous? Let's talk about cooperation. I'm giving you money. I heard that you Are you the technical director of Fengman Beauty? Zhao Xiaoman will give you all the formulas and other information?"

Ma Siming remained silent.

Tao Jian directly stretched out three fingers: "3000 million, as long as you tell me the secret recipe for beautiful face, the money will be credited to your account immediately!"

Ma Siming trembled slightly and hesitated: "Tao...Boss Tao, I don't...can't give you the secret recipe. Mr. Zhao treats me well..."

"4000 million!" Tao Jian stretched out a finger again.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhao can trust me...I can't...can't betray her..."

"5000 million!" Tao Jian raised his voice again.

Tao Jian almost shouted the words 5000 million, because he was already vaguely angry.

(End of this chapter)