Chapter 157

Staring at her, Yang Feng gave an ultimatum: "if you know the truth, give me my second brother. I can still read it because you are a child. I have also read the juvenile protection law..."

"Dream, five poison God palm!"

Touch!

However, before he finished, the five poison boy immediately waved his palms with five color poisonous smoke and hit Yang Feng on the chest.

It's not easy for the war emperor to be struck by her five poisons God at such a close distance, not to mention that he is still a warlock. Even if it is as strong as magic spirit, melee attack is also a death point. Hey, hey!

The five poison boy smiled proudly, but he just raised his eyes to see her achievements, but he was stupid again.

Yang Feng looked down at her coldly, waved gently, took away her palms on his chest, as if nothing had happened, and calmly said, "don't let me see the child's trick again, or you'll die!"

No, what kind of monster is this?

Isn't he a warlock practicing mind control? Melee should be his weakness. How could he not be hurt at all?

The five poisons boy was completely confused and couldn't stop twitching his face when he looked at Yang Feng's indifferent eyes.

However, she was still unconvinced.

As one of the four great Dharma guardians of the sacred fire sect, the closed disciple of the poison king has been wandering the Jianghu for so many years. What kind of expert has never been touched, and has never been disadvantageous.

How could she lose to such a nobody in this remote village?

Yang Feng? I haven't heard of such a person in the Jianghu. It's just a small role. What is it?

If the news that she was defeated by this boy gets out, where will she put the faces of her five poison boy and the school?

Thinking so, a cold and fierce killing intention flashed in the five poison boy's eyes, but suddenly the corners of his mouth collapsed, his eyes were tearful and timid, just like crying: "I'm sorry, uncle, I'm wrong, I'll let your brother go right away, please don't hurt me!"

Pop!

Without saying a word, Yang Feng slapped the little girl in the face, directly puffed her whole cheek, and completely stunned her at the same time.

I went. Is this man a devil? How could you be so pitiful to your aunt?

Who on earth? A just man would never do that.

It has to be said that the image of the five poison boy is quite lovely. Especially when her eyes were tearful and showed her wronged appearance, she was more pitiful.

No matter how cruel and cruel a murderous devil in the world, he will feel pity and can't bear to blame when he sees such a lovely little girl begging.

Through his lovely appearance and acting skills reaching the Oscar level, the five poison boy confused many righteous people. Finally, he sneaked into these people and killed them.

Countless peerless experts are so wronged.

But who ever thought that Yang Feng, a cold man, didn't eat this set?

Mom sold the batch. The five poison boy was scolding his mother in his heart.

Yang Feng looked at the poor little girl covering her cheek and couldn't help humming: "can you speak? What's your uncle? What's your brother! Am I very old?"

Poof!

A stagger, the five poisons boy almost didn't fall down. He hated it in his heart.

Ah, bah. It turned out that I slapped my aunt for such a small matter. Remember it to my aunt. My aunt will not let you go.

The bottom of my heart roared like a beast, but the five poison boy looked more and more pitiful. He blinked a pair of big watery eyes, looked at Yang Feng and muttered, "brother, you..."

Pop!

Another slap slapped the boy and completely blindfolded him.

I'll go. What's the matter? I've called brother. What's your dissatisfaction?

"Don't look at me with such seductive eyes. I don't eat this."

A stream of thick air came out of his nostrils, and Yang Feng snorted: "I'm a normal man. I like beautiful women over the age of twenty-eight and under thirty. I'm not a paedophile. If you talk in such a fussy voice and look at me with charming eyes, I'll kick you to death. What's wrong with learning to seduce men at a young age? If I were your father and mother, I'd have to spank you. A boy scout trained in a terrorist base, Why are you so fussy? "

I... go, you son of a bitch. I swear I'll kill you!

The five poisons boy is about to be driven crazy by Yang Feng. Ten thousand grass mud horses are running wildly in his heart.

When will I seduce you? My eyes are natural peach eyes. It's none of your business. Do you dislike it? NIMA got a slap in the face.

Mom sold the batch. Even if I lack men, I won't seduce you little bastard. I dare to humiliate me, grandma!

Gasping for breath, the five poisons boy tried to calm himself down, then suddenly covered his eyes, bowed his head and cried bitterly: "brother, I know I just did wrong. But I have apologized, and you don't forgive me. Do you want me to die? I'm just a child, sobbing!"

"Son, I'm not an adult. I have to feel bad about you. The key to embarrass you is your attitude of admitting your mistake. Anyway, you have to take my second brother first..."

Poof!

Yang Feng stared at the crying little girl tightly. His heart was soft. He couldn't help patting her little head. He was serious and sincere, but before he finished his words, the five poison boy suddenly raised his head and blew a gold needle out of his mouth, right in the center of Yang Feng's eyebrows.

As soon as Yang Feng's body stagnated, he stopped moving.

The corner of his mouth grinned with pride. The five poison boy looked up and said with a laugh: "smelly boy, you've been fooled. My concealed weapon is the ninth soul chasing nail in the list of the top ten fierce soldiers. Once upon a time, I used it to kill a war emperor expert. No matter how good your arithmetic is, it's only magic. Melee combat is a dish, hum."

"Just now my five poisons palm hit you. You didn't respond. Maybe it's because you were wearing some armor and soldiers to help you block it. But this soul snatching nail hit the center of your eyebrow. If you don't die, aunt and your last name, ha ha ha!"

Without speaking, Yang Feng kept his head down.

"Forget it, I won't talk nonsense to you. Anyway, you've been dead for nine days now. You can't hear what my aunt said!" the five poison boy turned away without looking at Yang Feng again.

But as soon as the body was about to move, it suddenly stagnated. Yang Feng's palm on her head was like a pair of pliers, holding her tightly, and she couldn't move.

What's going on? He's dead. Why is he still so strong?

The five poison boy didn't understand, but before she could react, a voice of Yin pity suddenly sounded in her ear: "bear boy, you really annoyed me this time. I won't care about the juvenile protection law anymore. You're dead, hum!"