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

"Tiger out of the mountain!"

Song Hu activated his special ability and ran away, his speed was faster than that of a fleeing wild dog.

"I fly!"

Xiaoqiang was not far behind. He flew over at high speed and grabbed Song Hu from behind with his six-limbed arms.

"Let me go! I was wrong! I won't come again, okay?"

Song Hu was caught in the air and began to struggle violently. Now his invincible second brother was dead, and 800 of his younger brothers died suddenly, leaving him all alone.

Li Jiao and Wang Mei were filled with hatred when they saw Song Hu's current appearance. All those words of love he said in the past turned out to be bullshit. You never loved us from the beginning to the end, otherwise you would not have run away so decisively.

"Lin Feng, I don't think you can let Song Hu go so easily. He is the king of Xijing and has committed all kinds of evil. He also makes people play games when he catches them. Let him play a game today, too. Whack-a-Mole, Bungee Jumping, Werewolf, let him choose one."

The deeper the love, the deeper the hatred. Li Jiao immediately began to take revenge on Song Hu, it was that quick.

"I don't want to play whack-a-mole, I don't want to bungee jump, and I don't want to play Werewolf. Can you let me go? I'll give you all my supplies and gold, and please spare my life?"

Song Hu collapsed when he heard the three pieces of news. He really collapsed.

These games were his idea, but he didn't expect that today would be his turn to play them himself.

"Hmm? Whack-a-mole? Bungee jumping? What are those? Werewolf?"

Lin Feng didn't know yet, so he asked Li Jiao.

"Whack-a-mole means taking off your arms, digging a pool in the freezing cold, and throwing the person in. If the person's head is exposed, you hit him down with a hammer to see if he reacts quickly enough. Bungee jumping means finding a tall building, tying a nylon rope to your feet, and pushing yourself down to see if your legs will break. Werewolf is much simpler. Pull out all the person's teeth, and then lock him up with a pack of wolfhounds. That's Werewolf."

Li Jiao patiently explained that these were things that Song Hu and Song Tian had actually done before.

Li Jiao said that she was Song Hu's white moonlight, but in the end she was forced by Song Hu to give up her body, so she had never loved Song Hu. Don't you think that big yellow teeth is worthy of love?

"I see. Let's start with whack-a-mole."

Lin Feng stood up and dug a two-meter square and two-meter deep pit in the corner, then filled it with cold water and took out a few hammers next to it.

As expected, Song Hu's tricks are quite fancy. It would be so satisfying to use this trick to kill neighbors.

"Buzzing."

Then Lin Feng swept the guitar strings wildly, cutting through space and directly cutting off Song Hu's two arms. This time his two arms were really gone.

"Aqiang, bring your hammer and play whack-a-mole with him."

When A Qiang heard this, he smiled wickedly and threw Song Hu directly into the pool.

"Lin Feng! I was wrong. I apologize to you. Stop playing and give me a quick death! Ahem! The water is too cold! I can't adapt to it!"

Song Hu struggled to get up in the water, but when Xiao Qiang saw him show his head, he swung a hammer and hit Song Hu on the head, knocking him directly into the water.

After entering the water, Song Hu choked on the water several times. The freezing water, with a temperature of minus 30 degrees Celsius, almost choked Song Hu to death on the spot.

But Song Hu is a level six psychic with excellent physical fitness. Even so, he surfaced again, took a deep breath, and then shrank back into the water.

When Guan Changxue saw that this was a possible way to play it, he picked up a hammer and began waiting for Song Hu to show up.

Several people holding hammers were waiting for Song Hu to show up. This was like playing whack-a-mole. You knew you would die, but you didn't know when you would be hammered to death.

It is human instinct that one does not want to die, and Song Hu is no exception.

"It's so cruel. Song Hu is a talented person who can invent this kind of game."

Ling Wenya watched them playing whack-a-mole in silence in this cold weather, feeling very uncomfortable.

Killing people is simply insane.

Li Jiao and Wang Mei felt much better when they saw how miserable Song Hu was.

If they had not been forced to agree due to Song Hu's tyranny, as helpless women in the last days, they would both want to kill Song Hu.

They are Song Hu's white moonlight and cinnabar mole, but Song Hu is not their prince charming, but a beast, a devil.

As expected, evil will be punished by evil. Today's incident was really satisfying.

Song Hu was holding his breath in the ice water until he couldn't hold it anymore, so he suddenly emerged and tried to catch his breath.

But Guan Changxue reacted very quickly and smashed his big face with a hammer.

Song Hu dived into the water in pain and choked on two mouthfuls of ice water. The ice water pierced his lungs so hard that they almost exploded with pain.

He stood up with great pain, but before he could catch his breath, Xiaoqiang hit him on the head with a hammer.

After going back and forth for several hours, Song Hu finally couldn't hold on any longer. He shrank into the water and dared not show his head again.

Everyone looked at Song Hu in the water in confusion. Have you evolved the ability to breathe water?

As a result, another ten minutes later, Song Hu slowly floated to the surface of the water.

His head was covered with big lumps, which was a horrible sight, and he was incontinent. He was the overlord of Xijing, but he died so miserably in the end.

"Is whack-a-mole fun? In the next life, I'll bring Abe over and play Werewolf with you."

Lin Feng cut open Song Hu's skull, took out a sixth-level supernatural crystal, and put it in his arms.

This is the 7th level 6 supernatural crystal, and the whereabouts of the other 11 are unknown.

"Lin Feng, Song Hu is dead, what should we do?"

Li Jiao glanced at Lin Feng. To be honest, she really wanted to stay. After all, Lin Feng represented the official, so he shouldn't do something as hard as Song Hu did.

"Let's go. Song Hu's stuff is enough to sustain you for a while. We, the government, can barely protect ourselves right now. In addition, many Level 6 Psychics have suddenly appeared in the world for no reason. We can't control all of them."

Lin Feng simply waved his hand. He didn't want to take action against the two women.

Li Jiao and Wang Mei looked at each other, their eyes filled with disappointment.

But they also knew that Lin Feng was right. Since Song Hu was gone, they should prepare for the future.

Fortunately, Song Hu has guns in his arsenal, and they can still deal with him unless he is a level three psychic or above.

The rest is up to fate, let’s take it one step at a time.

"Thank you. We'll leave then. We won't cause any trouble for the authorities."

Wang Mei bowed slightly, then turned and left.

Nowadays, anyone who can avoid causing trouble to others is considered a good person.

Lin Feng didn't care about them, and he didn't want to care. There were so many women in the world who needed help. If he took care of every one he met, he would be exhausted.

All he could do now was to collect all the oak's special energy crystals as soon as possible to prevent the old oak thief from resurrecting again.

The rest is up to God.