The close-knit mad soldier of the beautiful president

Noisy environment, strong drumbeats, all kinds of people living for desire and desire.

This was Ye Feng's first sense when he stepped into Seifel Bar.

Ye Feng has always disliked such an environment, especially when he wanted to make trouble for others, these insignificant people were even more of an eyesore.

But for those beauties with good looks, Ye Feng thinks it is acceptable.

For example, the beautiful long-haired beauty who was walking towards him at this moment.

At first, the long-haired beauty looked a little anxious, but when she approached Ye Feng, she changed into a smiley face.

"Handsome guy, do you have a girlfriend?"

While speaking, the long-haired beauty blinked playfully.

In the eyes of Ye Feng, who never lacks beauties around him, the wink of the long-haired beauty is a very playful gesture.

It can be seen that this beauty is obviously the first time to strike up a conversation, so nervous that the arms on Ye Feng's neck are tightly intertwined, making Ye Feng feel breathless.

"Nope!"

Ye Feng also replied with a smile, as if he didn't notice another strong man with a gloomy face not far away.

"Then you have it now."

The long-haired beauty smiled even brighter, and leaned close to Ye Feng's ear, exhaling like blue: "Luo Lingling, I am very happy to be your girlfriend."

"Hey! Beauty, you haven't had a drink with me yet!"

The muscular man, who was so muscular that he was so arrogant, finally couldn't help walking over, ignoring Ye Feng, and reaching out to grab Luo Lingling's arm.

"Wu University, let go, my boyfriend is here, I have to go back."

Luo Lingling struggled vigorously, but she couldn't open the palm of the strong man's iron pincers.

"Just this kid?" Wu Da looked at Ye Feng disdainfully, and said proudly: "Today, I am the king of heaven, so you have to drink this glass of wine with me before leaving."

"Hehe, it's not that easy to run away after being spotted by Wuhan University."

"He's a bully around him. The police all take him as a headache. It's useless to find any man."

"Poor skinny monkey, too scared to move."

……

Discussions sounded, and the surrounding people all turned their heads excitedly, wanting to see how this strange man, who was recruited by Luo Lingling temporarily, would resolve such embarrassment.

Did he watch the beauty leave silently, or did he get angry at the crown, and then... get beaten up?
As for Luo Lingling, who was about to be taken away, she looked at Ye Feng pitifully, and that look would make most men burst into anger after seeing it, turning them into red faces.

She believed in her own charm, and Ye Feng's actions did not exceed her expectations. The only thing that surprised her, or shocked her, was the way this strange man solved the problem.

Wu Da, who was about to turn around and leave, just took Luo Lingling a step, and felt something cold on the back of his forehead.

The intense uneasiness that made his hair stand on end made him swallow, and turned around very slowly, wanting to confirm his guess.

Because of Wu Da's turn, the black muzzle of the gun faced his forehead.

"gun……?"

The words of just one word made Wu Da stagnate for a few seconds.

Although his intuition told him that the muzzle of this black hole was likely to threaten his life, reason soon prevailed.

This is in the magic capital, can someone carry a gun?

"really?"

Wu Da's body trembled slightly, and said tentatively.

He looked into Ye Feng's eyes, hoping to see a trace of panic after the lie was exposed in Ye Feng's eyes, but to his disappointment, there was only a chilling indifference in those deep eyes.

After he said these words, Ye Feng's muzzle quickly shifted to the right, and then there was a 'bang' sound that burst his eardrums.

"Ping!"

The chandelier exploded in vain, and countless fragments fell on the dance floor in the middle.

The noisy crowd completely fell silent, and the DJ who played the disc also stopped his hands. The ear-piercing sound of the gun still echoed in everyone's ears.

Wu Da fell to the ground and uttered the voices of everyone intermittently: "Really...a real gun?!"

"After 1 minute, I don't want to see any living people in this bar."

Ye Feng's voice was not too loud, but it clearly appeared in everyone's ears.

After a brief absence, the crowd went crazy.

Everyone started rushing towards the door desperately.

For this group of people who have lived in a peaceful area all their lives, guns are really out of reach. They are so far away that they can't imagine what the end of the bullet just now would be if they hit them.

A continuous stream of people rushed past Ye Feng, but no one touched the corner of Ye Feng's clothes.

While they were running for their lives, they were also careful not to anger Ye Feng.

The ghost knows if this strange man who suddenly appeared will raise his hand and give them a bullet to try.

In less than 1 minute, hundreds of people lingering in the bar just disappeared.

"I said that I don't want to see a living person, so, do you want to become a dead person?"

Ye Feng looked indifferently at Wu Da who was lying on the ground, and spoke lightly.

"I'll go, I'll go, I'll go right away."

Wu Da, whose body is twice as big as Ye Feng's, just scrambled and slipped out without feeling how out of control he was at this time.

Of course, if Wuhan University hears this, it might smile disdainfully: "It's a joke, people even pulled out their guns, and I still have to lose face."

Finally, Ye Feng turned his head to look at Luo Lingling who was staring at him stupidly.

"I'm leaving right now."

From Ye Feng's eyes, Luo Lingling read this meaning, so she left the bar without hesitation.

So far, in the noisy bar, apart from the mess of the place, there is no living person to be seen.

Until a sudden burst of applause sounded.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

"As expected of Your Excellency Killing God, a small pistol has actually scared away so many people. In vain I want to use these guests to make His Excellency Killing God worry a little bit."

A handsome man with blond hair and blue eyes came out of the darkness clapping his hands slowly, speaking fluent English.

Beside him was the middle-aged man in black cloth.

"Since you know I'm coming to you, why don't you run away?"

Ye Feng smiled lightly, but his calm words revealed strong self-confidence.

That is the confidence in the power of life and death.

"Facing His Excellency Killing God, who is number one in the dark list, I think running away won't solve the problem."

The young man also smiled, but compared to Ye Feng's calmness, it was a little more unnatural.

Or, to put it another way, worrying about his own life and death.