The personal master of the stunning president

Chapter 98
"Zhu Dachang, you're a beast!" Seeing this scene, Li Changfeng's eyes seemed to burst into flames, but he couldn't get up because of his serious injuries, and in a fit of rage, he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The martial arts disciples also looked at all this with indignation, humiliation and unwillingness shone in everyone's eyes.

However, the eight big men gathered together playfully, pointing at Li Sitong's body greedily.

Despair flashed in Li Sitong's eyes. This scene was very similar to the last time when he went to the Longteng Group in a fit of anger and was restrained by Li Jun and others. Once, can Leng Feng arrive in time to save himself from the dire straits?

Zhu Dachang's hands became slower and slower, his breathing became heavier and his eyes became more and more crazy. He felt that this feeling of destroying Li Sitong's self-esteem bit by bit was much more exciting than directly tearing Li Sitong's clothes.

Zhu Dachang practiced in the taekwondo hall for five years, and finally he was a man. That day, he was fighting fiercely with others in the street, and happened to be bumped into by Liu Zhiyong, the helm of the Liu family. That night, Liu Zhiyong came to his door and asked Zhu Dachang , Are you interested in joining the Liu family?

The two like-minded people hit it off immediately, and Zhu Dachang became the third-ranked thug in the Liu family. With power, Zhu Dachang naturally thought of revenge on Li Changfeng, but he knew that he couldn't defend Li's martial arts by himself, so he put this The idea was shared with Liu Zhiyong.

Liu Zhiyong immediately dispatched his Eight Great Vajras to assist Zhu Dachang, and made a request to Zhu Dachang, either to demolish Li's martial arts hall, or to take the disciples of Li's martial arts hall for his own use.

Zhu Dachang knew that under the influence of Li Changfeng, the disciples of Li's Martial Arts School were all stinky and tough. The scene where the disciples would rather die than surrender just now made Zhu Dachang prove this point. Now I just want to humiliate Li Sitong severely, and then completely erase Li's Martial Arts from Jiangbei.

"I'll fight with you..." Just as Zhu Dachang's hand was about to grab Li Sitong's clothes, a disciple let out a low growl like a beast, struggled to get up from the ground, and threw himself at Zhu Dachang viciously.

"Bang..." Zhu Dachang didn't even look back, he swung his fist, and slammed the disciple's face fiercely, sending him flying.

"Little bastard, I don't know how to live or die." One of the Eight Great Vajras came in a flash of lightning, and stepped on the disciple's leg. After a crackling sound, the disciple's leg was bent backwards, and the broken bone pierced out from the flesh .

"I'll fight with you..." The bloody scene not only didn't scare the people in the Li's Martial Arts School, but even aroused the bloody spirit of everyone in the Li's Martial Arts Hall. To Zhu Dachang and others.

"Don't..." Lying on the ground, watching my brothers and feet being knocked to the ground one by one, either missing an arm or breaking a leg, I finally couldn't help crying hysterically, a red teardrop came from the corner of my eye tumble.

Zhu Dachang watched the people in the martial arts hall being tortured to the point of death by the Eight King Kong, and couldn't help laughing out loud. Amidst the laughter, he reached out and grabbed Li Sitong's clothes again.

"Bang..." At the same time, another disciple was kicked and flew out, the direction was the entrance of the martial arts hall, and his head was about to come into close contact with the hard wall.

"Don't..." Amidst Zhu Dachang's grinning laughter, Li Sitong yelled again hysterically, but he could only watch the disciple's head hit the wall, with deep despair shining in his eyes.

A ghostly figure appeared at the door, and with a palm on the disciple's back, with a single palm, he eliminated the inertia, and then gently placed the disciple on the ground.

"Leng Feng...you bastard, why didn't you come here until now." Looking at the tall figure that makes people love and hate, Li Sitong finally shouted hysterically at Leng Feng: "I want you to help me... help me Chop these bastards into minced meat!"

Standing at the door, Leng Feng looked at the martial arts disciples who were lying on the ground, saw Li Sitong who was trampled by Zhu Dachang, with a look of despair and helplessness, murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

At this moment, the temperature in the [-]-square-meter martial arts training hall seemed to have dropped by more than ten degrees, and Zhu Dachang and the others shivered abruptly.

"Illusion, this must be an illusion. Even if this kid is a helper invited by Li Sitong, he can never be the opponent of the Eight King Kong." Zhu Dachang shook his head inadvertently, trying to get rid of the tension and fear deep in his heart go out.

Just thinking about this, Zhu Dachang felt a blur in front of his eyes. Leng Feng, who was standing at the door just now, unexpectedly came to Zhu Dachang's side in the blink of an eye, and punched Zhu Dachang in the face.

"boom……"

With a muffled sound, Zhu Dachang's body flew out like a cannonball, and hit the wall heavily before falling to the ground.

People in the martial arts hall, especially Li Changfeng, had a flash of ecstasy in their eyes. They all heard Li Sitong call out Leng Feng's name, and knew that Leng Feng was Li Sitong's friend, and that Leng Feng had such skill, the martial arts hall was saved.

"Sister Sitong, I'm sorry, I'm a bit late, I've made you wronged..." Leng Feng helped Li Sitong up from the ground, walked slowly to the side, and helped Li Sitong sit down on the orange: "But Don't worry, this tone, I will pay you, your revenge, I will avenge you."

Li Sitong stared at Leng Feng obsessively. For a long time, she admired martial arts, and she longed for a prince charming who could step on colorful auspicious clouds and save herself from suffering when she was most in danger. I did it, and I did it twice. At this moment, Li Sitong felt that the softest thing in his heart was stirred.

"Hmm..." At this moment, Li Sitong no longer had the aloofness that he always showed in front of Leng Feng, but nodded obediently.

"Boy, if you don't want to die because of the business of the Liu family, just leave it to me." Zhu Dachang got up covering his face, and looked at Leng Feng with resentment.

"Liu's family?" Leng Feng read these four words, and the corners of his mouth showed a faint tease: "Since you dare to touch my woman, then there is no need for this family to exist."

"You're so crazy." One of the Eight King Kong couldn't bear it anymore, rushed to Leng Feng's side, raised his foot and kicked Leng Feng in the stomach.

"Manic..." Leng Feng snorted coldly, raised his foot, and kicked the big man's leg hard.

"Crack..." With a soft sound, the big man uttered a hysterical scream, rolled on the ground covering his feet, and a jagged piece of broken bone pierced the flesh and was exposed to the air. It turned out to be Leng Feng. A kick broke his thigh.

"Let's go together, otherwise, you and his fate will be the same." Leng Feng saw the remaining seven King Kongs looking at each other, as if he didn't know whether to attack or retreat, he hooked the seven of them lightly. Hooking his fingers, a suffocating cold breath emanated from his body.

At this moment, the former king of mercenaries, the God of Killing who was known as Satan in the underground world, showed his full glory!

(End of this chapter)