Chapter 192

Feng Sheng glanced coldly at Jiang Haifeng lying on the ground.

Immediately, his eyes returned to Luo Yang in his arms.

Looking at the small shape of her red and swollen face nestled in his arms, and then thinking of her little shoulder full of scarlet blood, her sanctified cold eyes were deeply fierce.

Still standing in front of the bed, he glanced at the little bed with a bloody dagger on the old bed.

He almost didn't think about it. As soon as his strong long leg was lifted, he rubbed the tip of the shiny black leather shoes and kicked the handle of the dagger.

The dagger was kicked straight out of the bed, as fast as a sharp arrow.

The sharp blood stained dagger cut through the empty air all the way. When the blood on the dagger blade was about to drop, the dagger tip was ruthlessly and accurately inserted into Jiang Haifeng's left eye.

"Ah -" a creepy scream sounded, as scary as breaking through the ceiling.

Luo Yangyang was so weak that she was in the arms of canonization. She lost too much blood and was a little sleepy. She closed her eyes and wanted to sleep. She was frightened by the scream and trembled slightly.

Aware of the trembling of the man in her arms, she silently hugged him in shock. At the same time, the canonization hugged her more.

"Out." The canonization finally took a look at Jiang Haifeng. His whole body was cold, like the biting cold rising from the bottom of the glacier, "don't let him die too happily."

The tone of canonization is actually very gentle, as if talking about what to eat tonight.

"Canonization! I'll kill you! Ah -" Jiang Haifeng, who had only one eye, covered his bloody left eye and went crazy like a demon.

The sharp pain from his eyes deep into his skull made him completely lose his mind.

After saying that the canonization was neither light nor heavy, he no longer paid attention to the Jiang Haifeng who screamed and rolled on the ground.

He stepped on the same steady pace as usual, like a god falling from the sky, walking in the Shura purgatory field without any stain of blood on his body.

Luo Yang was huddled in the holy embrace, which gave her a sense of security, just as a drowning person was suddenly rescued and put on a soft and comfortable big bed.

She greedily climbed close to him and wanted to be held like this and not go anywhere.

Feng Sheng went out with Luo Yangyang in his arms. Yaquan looked at Jiang Haifeng who was dying on the ground, patted Ma Feng on the shoulder and said, "clean it up. You can't be found on the boss."

"Don't worry, I know." When Jiang Haifeng rolled to his feet in pain, Ma Feng suddenly stepped back and kicked Jiang Haifeng away.

After playing, Ma Feng looked at Yaquan, who was wearing glasses and looked like a gentle scum: "if you go out, take your pistol with you."

Don't try to fight the world with bare hands just because you have a few hands. Be careful to be shot in the head and killed directly.

At that time, he has no leisure to collect Yaquan's body.

"I work in the company every day. I walk in and out in public. Do you think it's appropriate to take a gun with me?" "I'm not angry to be your boss."

"I'm not going!" Ma Feng refused Yaquan without thinking.

When he works as an assistant, he doesn't do it. He goes to work on time and on time every day. He has to suffocate him.

Yaquan's lips wriggled for several times, as if he was cursing something in a low voice, but finally he only fiercely said to Ma Feng: "let the boss transfer you sooner or later!"

Yaquan wanted to go out after saying that. As soon as he raised his foot and didn't step out, Ma Feng suddenly grabbed his arm.

Looking at Ma Feng, who had always made up his mind, now showed an expression of desire to speak and stop. Yaquan frowned slightly: "what's the matter? Tell me what you have."