Chapter 385

The middle-aged man looked at holding his daughter with shame in his eyes.

Suddenly, Shen Feng sensed the danger.

"Whoosh!" At the sound of, a cold shining dagger attacked Ren Yinger's body.

"Be careful." Shen Feng shot like lightning and pulled Ren Yinger into his arms.

Ren Yinger escaped the attack of the dagger, but the dagger didn't stop and shot directly at the little girl's face.

Just when the dagger was less than one meter away from the little girl, the middle-aged man rushed forward and threw the little girl aside.

"Poof!" With a, the dagger disappeared into the middle-aged man's chest. He immediately fell into a pool of blood, and the red blood dyed his clothes red.

"Dad." The little girl got up from the ground with a cry and ran to the middle-aged man.

"ChunZi, it's dad who's sorry for you. I'll never gamble again." The middle-aged man trembled, stretched out his hand, stroked his daughter's cheek, and then hung down weakly.

Ren Yinger looked at the middle-aged man's chest dagger with lingering fear. If it wasn't Shen Feng, she might have died.

"Who!" Shen Feng drank coldly in the direction of the dagger.

A man of about 40 years old, wearing a black kimono and wooden clogs, with an obscene appearance and a samurai sword at his waist, came from a distance.

"Tut tut Tut, you hid from me." The man used Dongdao language, and Shen Feng didn't understand a word.

The little girl who had just lost her father looked at the man in kimono and shouted, "you killed my father. I'll fight with you."

Then she rushed towards the kimono man.

"Garbage generally exists, but the world is clean after death." The kimono man smiled disdainfully, then jerked out his samurai sword and cleaved at the little girl.

This knife is very sharp. There is a layer of cold internal Qi attached to the body. From the momentum of this knife, his strength is absolutely equivalent to congenital Dacheng!

"Brush!" With a, a strange black light flashed on the Tianmo ring, and the Baizhan knife instantly appeared in Shen Feng's hand.

The moment Baizhan Dao appeared, Shen Feng suddenly accelerated and rushed towards the kimono man.

"Draw the knife!" Shen Feng whispered.

His eyes were cold, and the Baizhan Dao in his hand suddenly came out of its scabbard, and the edge of the Baizhan Dao went up against the samurai Dao of the kimono man.

"Qiang!" With the sound of the sword, the hundred battles sword hit the little girl with the samurai sword before the samurai sword hit the little girl, and made a clear sound of steel.

Ren Yinger took the opportunity to quickly come forward and pull the little girl back.

With this knife, the kimono man felt a great force on his arm, and even people with a knife were directly pushed back three or four meters.

"What!" After the kimono man stabilized his figure, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

On the one hand, he was surprised where Shen Feng drew the Baizhan knife. On the other hand, Shen Feng's strength was stronger than he thought.

"How could you draw a knife from Beichen's family!" The man in kimono asked in stiff Chinese.

"Kendo on the East Island is just a fur for the Great China. There's no fuss." Shen Feng said faintly.

"Baga, you must have learned it secretly." The kimono man shouted.

"I'm too lazy to explain to you. Don't you stress Bushido? Even an unarmed child is killed. Is there any humanity? " Shen Feng held a hundred war knife and said in a deep voice to the man in kimono.

"Bushido has long passed. Now money and strength are the king!" The kimono man replied coldly.

"Nonsense! Say! Who sent you! " Shen Feng whispered.

"It doesn't hurt to tell you. I'm the chief minister of the Beichen family, Beichen Jiakang." The kimono man disdained.

"Beichen Jiakang? Sorry, I haven't heard of it. " Shen Feng is very calm.

"You..." Beichen Jiakang stared at Shen Feng fiercely, clenched the samurai sword in his hand and said, "as far as I know, Ren Huafei's men don't have you. I think you must be the man of Huaxia dragon group."

Ren Yinger was stunned after hearing Beichen Jiakang's words. She didn't expect that Shen Feng came from Huaxia dragon group.

"I didn't expect that your news is not only smart, but also your brain turns quickly." A smile appeared on Shen Feng's face.

"It is said that the strength of the dragon group is very strong. As soon as I saw it today, it was all blown out." Beichen family Kang Shen said.

Although Shen Feng pushed him back with a knife just now, he was far from showing his real strength. Moreover, his character has always been higher than the top. He is a typical East Island warrior character and looks like Laozi is the first in the world.

"Do you want to try it today?" Shen Feng stared at Beichen Jiakang, and a fine light flashed in his eyes.

Beichen Jiakang didn't answer. Instead, he looked at Ren Yinger with an obscene smile and croaked in Dongdao language: "they all say that Miss Ren is a rare beauty. Today, it really is."

"You bastard!" Ren Yinger scolded Beichen Jiakang Jiao.

"Hey, the more you scold, the happier I will be when I play with you." Beichen Jiakang smiled.

Beichen Jiakang suddenly spoke Dongdao dialect. Although Shen Feng didn't understand it, he could guess that Dongdao men were short and hungry.

"You..." Ren Yinger's face turned red with anger. He only heard Shen Feng faintly: "if you can do it, try not to make a noise. I promise to kick the boy's eggs out later."

Ren Yinger was very angry. After listening to Shen Feng's words, a smile and a touch of shyness appeared on his face, "can you not speak so rudely?"

"You must be rude to your enemies, or they have no memory at all." Shen Feng stared at Beichen Jiakang road.

"Boy, don't be ashamed here." Beichen Jiakang can also understand some Chinese. When he heard that Shen Feng was going to kick his eggs, he immediately scolded.

"Unfortunately, this sentence is exactly what I want to say. Miss Ren, I'm afraid he can't understand it. Please tell him in Dongdao language that I will kick his eggs." Shen Feng looked at Beichen Jiakang.

Ren Yinger's face turned red again. No matter how angry she was just now, she couldn't say such words anyway.

"Boy, I'll kill you today!" Beichen Jiakang gave a low roar, and the blade of the warrior in his hand was cold. He jumped up high and fiercely chopped at Shen Feng.

"Stand back." Shen Feng looked at Beichen Jiakang and said to Ren Yinger.

"Yes." Ren Ying'er nodded and took the little girl back immediately.

"Beichen a knife flow, Eagle attack!" Beichen Jiakang roared.