The dog-licking villain only wants to be doggy, and the heroine doesn't follow the routine!

Feng Niandong turned his head in disbelief: "You...you..."

A man from the Feng family, with a cloth wrapped around his head, said, "I'm sorry, Master. The Feng family is finished. Does it matter whether Lu Chengwen is killed or not?"

Feng Niandong spat out blood from his mouth: "The Feng family... has been most kind to your Liu family... You..."

"You are the one who said this. How did the Zhai family treat the Feng family? How did you treat the Zhai family?"

When Feng Niandong heard this, he was speechless.

His eyes were filled with tears, and he suddenly yelled, breaking the long sword that pierced his lower abdomen with a snap. He turned around and cut the man's throat with the sword.

The man opened his eyes wide, covered his throat, blood gushed out from between his fingers. He took a few steps back, fell to his knees on the ground, and died.

Feng Niandong gasped for breath, and before he could turn around, puff!

Another knife stabbed into his waist.

Feng Niandong looked over and was shocked beyond words: "Xian...Xian brother...you...you also..."

The man said calmly: "I'm sorry, I suddenly don't want to be your Feng family's dog today."

"I...you...beast..."

Feng Niandong swung his sword and tried to stab the other party. The other party took a step back, drew out his sword, and shouted: "Brothers! The Northern Kingdom has suffered from the Feng family for a long time! President Lu has issued a killing order for the sake of justice! What are we waiting for? Are we really going to accompany this broken ship of the Feng family to eternal damnation?"

Feng Niandong covered his lower abdomen with difficulty: "Beast! I... will kill it..."

puff--!

Another knife stabbed Feng Niandong.

The blood from Feng Niandong's mouth flowed out like a waterfall.

His face was covered with tears. At the moment of his death, he witnessed with his own eyes that the people who had always been most dependent on him, relied on him, and were loyal to him... were tearing off their clothes and putting cloth strips on their heads.

He didn't understand. What happened to the Feng family? What happened to these people? Why did it suddenly become like this? Why? Why did it happen like this?

Just because of Lu Chengwen? !

He was constantly stabbed by knives and swords. His body was shaking and covered with wounds. He gradually turned into a bloody man, as if he had been cut into pieces by a thousand cuts.

However, those who besieged him became more and more courageous, and their attacks became more and more decisive and ruthless.

Those people had ferocious faces, as if they had a deep hatred against the Feng family and Feng Niandong, and they rushed up to kill.

The last thing Feng Niandong saw was Zhao Ritian jumping up and shouting, "Go to hell!"

Feng Niandong felt like he was taking off.

The world was spinning, and I saw the sky, white clouds, buildings, grass, and people...

Zhao Ritian grabbed Feng Niandong's head in mid-air and said, "I, Zhao Ritian, have taken Feng Niandong's head! Is there anyone who refuses to accept this?"

All the people of the Feng family knelt on one knee and said, "We are waiting for the orders of the Third Young Master of Zunyanzhaomen!"

Zhao Ritian said with disdain: "Who the hell ordered you? I wish I could chop off your heads and exchange them for money, but it's a pity that they are not worth much. Oh, by the way, can you guys look for anyone who is not wearing a cloth strip? Find me a few, I'm really short of money recently."

Zhao Ritian's ordinary words were extremely effective.

Everyone quickly touched their heads and looked at others to see who didn't have a piece of cloth on their heads.

At this time, those heroes from the martial arts world also came over with weapons raised.

"Kill! Protect the best CEO in the world!"

"Kill him! Hey? Feng Niandong's head has been chopped off. Let's go upstairs to find Feng Niandong and Feng Nianxia!"

A Feng family guard raised his arms and shouted, "This way! Follow me!"

Completely out of control.

One hundred million US dollars! Even if they took the prize money, they could just disband their sect.

……

Everyone in the building stood still, looking up at the loudspeaker on the ceiling...

Everyone looked at their teammates, each with a blank look on their face, their eyes full of confusion, anxiety and bewilderment...

Top floor.

Feng Nianqiu was also panicked.

He turned around and looked at the Feng family guards he was leading behind him, and he also realized that the people's hearts had suddenly scattered and collapsed.

Long Aotian was covered in wounds, his clothes were tattered, he held on to the wall with one hand, coughed up a mouthful of blood, and raised the corner of his mouth: "Damn it, so this is what you did, ha, Lu Chengwen, at least you didn't let me down for blocking you for so long."

Long Aotian stood up straight, holding a knife that had been chopped beyond recognition, and pointed at the opposite side: "Feng Nianqiu, did you hear that clearly?"

Feng Nianqiu waved his hand and said, "Nonsense! It's all nonsense! Don't believe it. Lu Chengwen is talking nonsense! If he was from the Bai family, the Jiang family would never touch him! He is lying! He...he...he is a small character from a small sect in the Northern Kingdom. Why should he issue a killing order? He is not qualified!"

Long Aotian said: "What qualifies you for this kind of thing?"

At this moment, the sound of fighting was heard in the studio, followed by a series of creaking noises, and the microphone fell to the ground with a bang.

Feng Nianxia shouted, "Lu Chengwen! Go to hell!"

Lu Chengwen shouted: "Just you!?"

There was the sound of a window breaking, and Hua Xuening shouted, "Anyone who gets close will die!"

The entire broadcasting studio and computer room were filled with shouts and cries of killing, which shook the earth!

Feng Nianqiu was overjoyed: "Brother succeeded!"

Feng Nianqiu laughed loudly: "My eldest brother has already charged in from outside, hahaha! He is leading the Feng family's most loyal and strongest team of death warriors! Lu Chengwen must die!"

Feng Nianqiu pointed at Long Aotian and said, "Long Aotian! Get out of here now and I will spare your life!"

Long Aotian lowered his head and lit a cigarette: "Okay, let's negotiate for another five minutes. I just want to take a break."

"I'll fuck you..."

At this moment, a man said in horror: "Third Young Master, I..."

"what's wrong?"

"Send the message down, the young master..."

"What happened to my brother?"

"He was hacked to death by the rebels, and his head was cut off by Zhao Ritian. Now Zhao Ritian is carrying his head upstairs to kill him. There is no way to stop him."

"What!?"

Long Aotian blew a puff of smoke and tilted his head slightly: "It seems that the situation is different from what you said, Third Young Master."

Feng Nianqiu had tears in his eyes and gritted his teeth: "Traitor! Traitor!"

"They are all traitors! They were fooled by Lu Chengwen's few words... a bunch of pigs!"

There were shouts and cries of killing coming from downstairs, and the crowd was surging...

Feng Nianqiu pointed his sword at Long Aotian and said, "All the people from the Feng family have come in. Today, we will fight to the death to wipe out all the wealth of the Feng family. I will also take Lu Chengwen's life!"

A man looked down from the stairs and ran back: "Third Young Master, run! The people coming up have strips of cloth tied on their heads. They are all rebels! They are all rebels!"

Feng Nianqiu panicked: "Stop...stop them!"

One person was furious: "What a bunch of scum!"

Then he tore off a strip of cloth from his clothes and tied it on his head: "Don't worry, Third Young Master, I'll go check out the situation!"

The other one also reacted and quickly tore off his clothes: "I...I'll go too!"

When Feng Nianqiu saw this, he knew that the army’s morale was about to change!

"Don't panic! My elder brother has already charged in and is about to kill Lu Chengwen!"

At this moment, the door behind Long Aotian was slammed open.

Lu Chengwen was covered in blood, standing at the door with a cold look in his eyes, holding Feng Nianxia's head in his hand.