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"Hum!"

I saw the kitchen knife go through the skin and flesh of the watermelon, and finally it was directly embedded on the thick table.

Just with the naked eye can see how powerful this knife is.

"Fuck me tough with Dakoujiu? If you are brave enough, come and try to grab this knife!" Dakoujiu's eyes are grim, and he shouted, staring at Chen Feng.

As soon as the voice fell, what happened in the next second made everyone present almost drop their jaws.

Just as the last word "Try" that Dakoujiu had just said came out of his mouth, the kitchen knife embedded in the table suddenly disappeared.

"Huh!"

Between the sparks and flints, Chen Feng was already standing beside Dakou Jiu with his knife, the sharp blade resting on Dakou Jiu's neck, and the blade's face was glowing with a forcing cold light.

No one knows how Chen Feng did it, just in the blink of an eye, the arrogant provocation became a joke of being slapped in the face.

Dakou Jiu Yuguang glanced at the face of the knife that was only a few inches away from the skin of his neck, did not dare to move easily, his apple trembling slightly.

The Ma Tsai at his hand didn't dare to act rashly, for fear that Chen Feng would tremble with his hands, and his own boss would die on the spot.

"Brother Feng, don't be impulsive!"

Wu Shihao reacted the fastest, hurriedly exclaiming when faced with the sudden change that happened in front of him within a few seconds.

"Yeah, if you have something to say, and if you have something, you can say it!"

Dawei and Xiwei also reacted all of a sudden, and hurriedly rounded out the game, trying to calm the nervous and anxious atmosphere.

It's not that you have to sing against Chen Feng, let alone be a peacemaker and muddy mud.

They just know that if Chen Feng's sword is true, he himself who has practiced the golden bell iron jersey may be able to retreat, but Wu Shihao, Dawei, Xiwei and Duqi will never be able to get out alive. This rooftop!

Even if you can leave the rooftop alive, you won't have a chance to get out of the walled city.

No matter how Dakoujiu is Mr. Huo’s person, making trouble on Mr. Huo’s place is tantamount to breaking ground on the committee’s site. This is not a fucking joke!

Faced with such a situation that moved his whole body by a pull, Chen Feng was calm and relaxed. He raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and coldly said to the staring mouth and sweating forehead:

"Something? Is that enough?"

Dakoujiu felt guilty in his heart, but after all, it turned out that he was also a person who had seen the world with Mr. Huo, and he still refused to show weakness:

"Hehe, you come here with this cut, I will let you and your brother have no way to get out of the city alive today!"

"Lady, you play sharp and useless here. It's not me who fights with you in the ring. If you want to be close enough, you can show your hand on stage and show me!"

"Good!" Chen Feng responded.

After speaking, he put down the knife, and then firmly inserted the kitchen knife back on the tabletop.

Huo Ran let out a suffocating breath.

Not only him, but his Ma Tsai and Wu Shihao also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Brother Nine, fucking! Do you want to help?"

Perceiving the noise, many spectators sitting on the stools in the auditorium underneath stood up and looked back. Naturally, there was no lack of clerical characters in the community.

"Nothing is going on, just a new blood, I'm looking for someone to accompany him to practice." Dakou Jiu said loudly with a smile.

At the same time, he gestured to the horses to put away the guy, wiped the sweat from his forehead naturally, and waved his hand.

"Ahong!"

The thin man who had been kicked by a big mouth at first greeted him immediately and leaned down.

"This kid is bloody, I want to see how capable he is, and let Dao Yanhui practice with him!" Daguujiu said sharply.

"Okay." A Hong heard that Chen Feng's expression was full of gloat, and after nodding, he ran down the steps and trot to the edge of the boxing ring in the center. The boxer on the ring said What happened.

Dakoujiu pulled off the collar of his own clothes, sat down on the sofa, and kicked aside the bulldog who didn't look at the occasion, a little angrily.

"Boy, don't blame me for not giving you a chance. If you want to punch under my hand, let me hold it for three minutes before talking!" He pointed to Chen Feng.

"Thank you Brother Nine for perfection!"

Chen Feng arched his hands, grinned, and said, "Yes, Brother Nine! I'm a vulgar person, so I was offended just now."

"Eh!" Big mouth and nine hands waved Chen Feng to stop, "Try if you can survive from the ring first, and then tell me about Sao Rui!"

Wu Shihao, Dawei and others were shocked when they heard this.

Upon seeing this, Xiwei shook his head to Chen Feng secretly, and signaled Chen Feng not to go.

The subtext of Dakoujiu's sentence just now couldn't be more obvious. On the surface, it seemed to give Chen Feng a chance and also give himself a step down.

But the meaning in the words obviously didn't plan to let Chen Feng survive from the ring.

This dazzling brilliance is thought to be his top card, and Chen Feng's challenge is bound to be fierce.

"good!"

Chen Feng himself was calm and unhurried, turned his head and jumped off the steps.

On the ring, a lean man was staring at Chen Feng Leng.

This person has dark skin, inverted triangle-shaped eyes and high cheekbones.

The muscles of the upper body were knotted, and the lower body was only wearing a pair of dark gray boxer shorts with bandages on both hands.

The bandages covered the joints of the fist and phalanx and the blood stains left behind after knocking down another boxer with a punch just now had dried up.

Looking at each other, his eyes dazzled, his chin raised, and he picked a hand at Chen Feng.

Chen Feng walked over slowly, leaped quickly, and easily jumped onto the ring.

"Where did the offspring come from? It looks like a chick! Are you brave enough to play?"

"Isn't it okay to have a big mouth? It's not a mistake to use this kind of stuff to accompany Yanhui to fight the counterfeit match!"

"Give an eye! Give this waste wood a bit of color to see, I have all my money on you!"

"If you don't want to die, you will return home, pretty boy!"

"Hurry up and start the next game. I bet this kid has lost two teeth. Someone is betting with me haha!"

"Okay, I'll take him to break a leg!"

Seeing Chen Feng, a face he had never met before, suddenly jumped onto the ring, and he was hitting the dazzling eye of the favorite who has won five games in a row this week.

"Fuck, bullying too much!" Dawei gritted his teeth in the audience.

"Brother Hao, can we bet?" Xiwei asked.

"Betting! Why not betting?" Wu Shihao cursed with a gloomy expression. "Pull out all the money from your body. How to say you have to collect a hundred, and you are all down! Just betting that the wind hit the eyeballs. Hui's lie on the stage and won't come!"

"Ababa!"

Yu Qi slammed his chest abruptly and screamed into the ring, as if to cheer Chen Feng.

Chen Feng glanced at the boxing ring and smiled lightly.

"Hey, barbecued pork, now you know you regret it? Let's make you behave sharply! He just beat two disabled people today, don't mind disposing of you one more!" A Hong, a thin man standing by the ring, looked at the play with an expression on his face. Said mockingly.

The downturned eyes on the stage revealed a strong torso, his eyes were slightly narrowed, and he stared at Chen Feng disdainfully, with an indifferent expression.

Chen Feng turned his head, his legs bend slightly, his hands drooped, and he picked his fingers and hooked quietly.

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