Chapter 642

"Sorry, I really don't know." Shen Feng looked at Yuan Zhongde and said faintly, "but you should give them a satisfactory explanation today."

"Your boy is tired of living!" Yuan Zhongde said coldly.

"What if you're tired of living." Before Shen Feng's voice fell, Yuan Zhongde whispered, "abolish him for me!"

"Yes!" The sunglasses man answered in a deep voice, and then rushed up to Shen Feng.

In the process of rushing up, he clenched his fist with both hands, and the internal Qi burst out on his fist. The vigorous wind hit Shen Feng's chest fiercely. In terms of his internal Qi cultivation, the power of this fist will be very strong.

"Do you really think I'm a soft persimmon?" Shen Feng looked at the attack with his fists. A trace of cold flashed through his eyes. He also waved his fist to meet him.

Shen Feng's fist was different from that of the man. The man's fist was full of internal Qi, and there was no internal Qi on his fist. It was completely relying on the strength of the body.

"Actually look down on me!" The sunglasses man's eyes showed a trace of anger. He suddenly urged his internal Qi to the extreme, ready to "teach" Shen Feng a lesson.

"Bang!" With a dull noise, their fists hit each other hard.

At the moment of impact, the internal Qi on the sunglasses man's fist was instantly dispersed and disappeared into the air silently. After the internal Qi was dispersed, Shen Feng's fist was solid and collided with the sunglasses man's fist.

"Click."

The sound of a bone fracture came. The man in dark glasses felt that his fist head was like hitting a tank. There was a sharp pain in his metacarpal bone, and the whole arm was numb in an instant.

"Ah!" The man in dark glasses screamed and staggered back.

But Shen Feng didn't give him anything. Almost, he took an arrow step forward, swept his whip leg on his side, directly swept it out and hit it heavily on the ground. After spitting a mouthful of blood, he fainted directly.

This foot Shen Feng also did not use internal Qi, but also shot with the power of the body.

"What!" Yuan Zhongde's eyes were shocked. He could clearly see that Shen Feng didn't use internal Qi at all.

"You just want to abolish me with such skills. Do you look down on me?" Shen Feng glanced at the man who had fainted on the ground, and then looked at Yuan Zhongde.

Although Shen Feng's tone was flat, Yuan Zhongde's back suddenly exuded a cold sweat and wet his clothes.

"Follow the tea side, and the strength is so strong, is he Shen Feng?" Yuan Zhongde immediately recognized Shen Feng. He was even more flustered at the thought, because he didn't know what Shen Feng's purpose was.

"You should be Shen Feng." Yuan Zhongde said calmly, then quietly carried his hand behind him and made a gesture to several security guards behind him.

But this little move can't hide from Shen Feng at all. When one of them was preparing to report, Shen Feng smiled calmly and said, "if you report, go to several more people. I'm afraid one person is not enough."

Seeing that his trick had been seen through, Yuan Zhongde said in a deep voice, "you shouldn't be making trouble here."

"I don't have the habit of making trouble in other people's territory. I just happened to pass by." Shen Feng said as he walked towards yuan Zhongde.

When Yuan Zhongde saw Shen Feng coming, his face was a little flustered again: "what are you doing? This is the Nantian group, not your wild place. "

But Shen Feng didn't answer. He continued to walk. He was less than five meters away from him. This distance has entered the attack range for the martial artists in the innate realm.

Seeing that the situation was bad, Yuan Zhongde immediately stepped back.

When Shen Feng saw him retreat, his body suddenly accelerated and rushed up.

Yuan Zhongde is a "master" in Nantian League, but in Shen Feng's eyes, he is nothing at all. Before he can escape a few steps, Shen Feng's hand has been clasped on his shoulder.

Yuan Zhongde felt that his shoulder was buckled by Shen Feng, and a different color flashed from the bottom of his eyes. The cold light in his cuff flashed, and a silver needle shot at Shen Feng's abdomen.

Shen Feng's eyes were cold, and the evil spirit in his body burst out suddenly. He immediately bounced the silver needle out.

"Evil spirit!" Yuan Zhongde was a little surprised, then his body sank, the Qi in the palm surged, and turned to hit Shen Feng's chest.

"Stubborn!" Shen Feng gave a low cry, grabbed yuan Zhongde's hand and squeezed it fiercely. There was a dark red evil spirit between his five fingers.

"Click." With a cry, Yuan Zhongde's attack immediately stopped, and a scream tore his heart and lungs. His shoulder blades were almost crushed by Shen Feng.

"Still want to hurt me with a silver needle. Are the people of Tiangang sect so mean!" Yuan Zhongde's eyes widened when he heard the words "Tiangang sect". He couldn't understand why Shen Feng wanted to mention his past.

"You, what are you going to do..." Yuan Zhongde said timidly. He didn't dare to resist now.

"It's very simple. If I have something to do with you, I'll answer whatever I ask." Said, Shen Feng looked at several young men not far away and said, "what they just said is true."

"Nonsense, I'm the vice president of Nantian group. How could I..." before he answered, Shen Feng's hand gently forced. Yuan Zhongde showed his teeth in pain and his body kept shaking.

This is not Shen Feng's "extorting confessions by torture", but yuan Zhongde is not a good bird at all.

"It's true, it's true..." Yuan Zhongde nodded repeatedly. He is a smart man. As long as Shen Feng doesn't start with him, everything is easy to say.

"You're almost a grandfather. You're actually eating tender grass. You really don't have any sense of shame!" Shen Feng said coldly.

Just then, a low voice came from the door of Nantian building.

"Shen Feng, stop it!"

A man in a high-end suit led a dozen subordinates out. This man was Xia housong who met Shen Feng a few days ago. He made such a big noise that even if no one reported, the people in the building could naturally know.

At this time, Xia Hou song changed his previous smile and wrote cold on his face, because Shen Feng had "bullied" the door.

"If you let me stop, I'll stop. Don't I have no face?" Shen Feng sneered, but his hands increased their strength again.

"Ah..." Yuan Zhongde uttered a scream of private letter cracks, and beads of sweat the size of beans oozed from his forehead. "Master song, help me!"

Xia housong looked at Yuan Zhongde, who was constantly begging for mercy, and a trace of essence flashed through his eyes