Apocalyptic natural disaster: I take over Lake Baikal, you can do whatever you want

"Forget it, I won't play with them anymore. I'm going to catch them both alive."

Lin Feng was also speechless, and went out directly, intending to bring them back.

Lin Feng has already confirmed that there is a level six psychic and two level three psychics on the broken fishing boat opposite.

So these two people were captured alive and asked for information about the sixth-level psychic.

When Xiang Si saw Lin Feng coming out, he put his hands in his pockets and raised his right leg high. His kicking was very powerful. He had tried it before, and he could kick off the armor of a tank with one kick.

Xiang Si was a level 6 psychic and a mature pirate. He felt that even if Lin Feng was a level psychic, he could still defeat him in a few moves.

"You are their boss..."

Before Xiang Si could finish speaking, Lin Feng took action.

"Space cutting!"

"Pfft!"

I saw that Xiang Si's legs were actually cut off directly. At that moment, Xiang Si's eyes were full of shock and fear.

Is a level six psychic so powerful?

"Space cutting!"

In an instant, all five of Xiang Si's limbs were cut off. In front of a level 6 psychic, a psychic like Xiang Si could only be killed instantly.

"Good boy! You are really strong! But you can't get anything out of me! I, Xiang Si, will never betray Floo!"

The moment Xiang Si landed on the ground, he held his broken leg in his mouth and kicked his own heart with his last bit of supernatural power!

"Pfft!"

Xiang Si didn't have time to use his leg skills, but the last kick directly shattered his heart, which was considered to be a preservation of his dignity.

"Woooo..."

Xiang Si spat out blood and died on the spot. He was indeed a real man.

"Fourth brother! You! How could you die! I want revenge for you! I want revenge!"

When Suo Song saw this scene, he shed tears of heartache. He bit the soft sword in his mouth and pulled out the two swords at his waist with both hands. He was about to explode!

"Three Swords Flow! Eight Thousand Troubled Winds!"

I saw gusts of black evil wind bursting out from Suo Song's body, and then in an instant his body began to spin like a top, and then a black tornado swept directly towards Lin Feng!

With three soft swords in his hands and mouth, I don't know how many swords he slashed out in an instant. If you are hit by this move, you will definitely be chopped into pieces!

"Space blockade!"

Lin Feng raised his hand and directly blocked the space where Suo Song was attacking.

"boom!!!"

"Ah! Why is this happening?"

Suosong crashed into the blocked space and his head was broken and bleeding on the spot.

The soft sword in his hand tightly wrapped around his body, binding him in an instant and making it impossible for him to break free.

"Okay, now you can tell me about Feilu, right? Zhao Jun, take him back to the cab. I want to question him."

When Zhao Jun heard Lin Feng's words, he decisively carried the tied rope and entered the cab.

As soon as he entered, Suo Song's face was full of despair. There were several wounds on his face, making his face look even more distorted.

"I won't say anything! I won't say anything! Kill me if you dare! I'm a real man! What do you want to do?"

Suo Song roared, but Lin Feng just smiled slightly.

"You are like this? Are you still a man?"

From childhood to adulthood, Lin Feng has never seen such a effeminate man. Today he has broadened his horizons.

"Lin Feng, let me tell you. You can hit me, you can scold me, but you can't make fun of my gender!"

What Suosong hates most is people talking about his mother. He cannot accept this kind of thing.

As he spoke, Lin Feng picked up a knife and made a cutting motion.

"No! No! Don't do this! Ah... ..."

Suo Song was afraid that Lin Feng would cut him with a knife. If that happened, he would really be neither male nor female.

"Boss, please don't do this. The boss lady is still here. This is simply too cruel. Don't you just want to ask for information about Feilu's supernatural powers? Leave it to me! Please let me do it."

Wang Baiwan quickly stopped Lin Feng. The two proprietresses were still there, and he couldn't cut off the thread in front of them. That would be too cruel.

Lin Feng was pushed away by Wang Baiwan. If it weren't for his wife being here, he would have cut off his penis right now.

There's no point in keeping it anyway, so you might as well let me cut off the roots of your three thousand worries.

As he spoke, Wang Baiwan sat in front of Suo Song and took off his shoes. In an instant, the sour smell rushed directly into Suo Song's nostrils.

The smell was like a mouthful of old phlegm that had been stepped on by smelly feet, put into an old jar, and pickled for ninety-nine and eighty-one days.

Phew, that sour and refreshing feeling rushed directly into the top of my head, that’s what it feels like!

"How about it? Tell it or not? What do you think of this trick?"

As he spoke, Wang Baiwan swung his stinky feet in front of Suo Song's face, fearing that Suo Song didn't smell them thoroughly.

"Brother, do you think this trick of yours will work on me? I'm trying to coax a tough guy, don't you think this is too easy? I think if you can change your trick, maybe I will tell you all the information about the Floo."

The sour feeling rushed straight to his brain, making this iron-blooded man unable to control himself and want to vomit.

"It's impossible to change your moves. I don't know any other moves, but I can change your feet for you."

As he spoke, Wang Baiwan put on his shoes, stood up and left.

Suo Song finally breathed a sigh of relief and took a few deep breaths. As long as it wasn't this foot, anyone's foot would do.

"Come on bro, it's my turn now."

Then, Li Dajun sat in front of Suo Song and took off his shoes.

I saw a big black foot, still steaming and covered in mud, with a very smelly and sour smell, blowing directly on Suoseng's face.

If he were to light it with a lighter now, Li Dajun could perform an invincible set of Hot Wheels on the spot.

"No! Ahhhh! No! Brother! Please come back soon! I beg you! I can't get used to this smell! No!!!"

At that moment, Suosong's defense broke down on the spot. He had never smelled such a smell in his life. It was even stinkier than canned herrings.

"Will you tell me or not? If you still don't want to tell me, we won't force you. I will stuff this white sock into your mouth and I won't embarrass you anymore."

They are said to be white socks, but at this moment Li Dajun's white socks have turned into black socks. Not only are they emitting heat, but they have also become hard and fixed.

"Oh! No! I said it! Isn't it okay for me to say it! You can't do this to me! It's so disgusting!"

At that moment, Suosong's defense was broken. He really couldn't stand this kind of magical attack.

Sometimes magic attacks are more useful than physical attacks.

"Tell me, what is Floo's ability? If I find out it's wrong, I'll have them stuff your mouth with these stinky socks so you won't be able to open your mouth for the rest of your life."

Lin Feng pinched his nose and asked Suosong, I don’t believe that you, a man of iron and blood, are really so hard-core?

Aren't you a man? If you have the guts, why don't you just say it?