Rebirth of the National Male God: Master Quan, Fancy Favorite

"Hey, your hand is pinched into the palm of your hand! Look, it's bleeding!"

Qu Yizhao said jokingly, but his eyes were extremely cold, and he looked at Shun Feng as if he was about to die.

"Well, let me think about it, you probably feel that you are bearing the burden of humiliation now, right? There is a saying, it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge."

Qu Yizhao looked at Shun Feng who was gritting his teeth, then laughed again, and said, "To be honest, you are like this... I think that if you give you another hundred years, you may not be able to get revenge..."

Shun Feng was about to die of anger, but he had to go along with Qu Yizhao's words, the real man could bend and stretch!

Shunfeng is indeed capable of bending and stretching, and he is a special talent in this kind of society that tends to follow others, but his heart is not sincere.

Everyone is not a fool, sincerity is not sincere, and it can be seen at once.

Qu Yizhao really didn't understand how Quan Zong was deceived by this kind of person for so long, maybe it was because he protected him too well?

Thinking about it, Qu Yizhao glanced at Quan Zong, the curiosity and complexity in his eyes made Quan Zong tremble.

"You...what are you looking at me for?" Quan Zong stammered.

Qu Yizhao just shook his head with complicated emotions, and then said nothing.

Quan Bingyan on the side glanced coldly at Shunfeng on the ground, and said slowly: "Quan Zong, how to deal with it, you can figure it out..."

When Shun Feng heard this, his eyes lit up suddenly, and he crawled to the front of Quan Zong, rushed forward, and hugged Quan Zong's thigh.

Before he could speak, he heard Quan Zong's frantic voice.

"Damn, don't hug my thigh! Don't touch your hands blindly! I'll fuck, you're so dirty! Stay away from me, bastard!"

Quan Zong frantically wanted to push Shun Feng away, but Shun Feng would not let go even if he died, crying while hugging him.

Qu Yizhen couldn't help but rubbed his ears, and said to Quan Zong impatiently: "Why are you so babbling, kick people away quickly, we still have business to do!"

When Quan Zong heard Qu Yizhao's words suddenly, he was stunned for a moment, and then he said "Oh" twice, trying to kick Shunfeng away with all his strength.

Naihe Shunfeng is like a dog skin plaster, which cannot be kicked off no matter what.

Qu Yizhao really couldn't stand it anymore, took out her multi-purpose saber from her pocket, and handed it to Quan Zong with a cold voice, like a robot.

"You stab him twice, and when he has no strength, he knows it's time to let go."

Qu Yizhao kept a strict eye, but what he said made Shunfeng shudder uncontrollably.

"Quan...Young Master Quan, we...we were good brothers back then! You can't just look at my brother and let me be useless like this!"

Shun Feng cried until his nose was full of tears.

Quan Zong stood watching, with extremely complicated emotions. He looked at the knife in Qu Yizhao's hand, and for a moment didn't know whether he should take it or not.

Seeing that Quan Zong's heart softened, Shun Feng continued to put in more effort, "Young Master Quan! Just think that I was deceived by lard! I saved you back then!"

Hearing this sentence, Quan Zong looked at Shunfeng coldly, and said, "How could I forget? It was true that you saved me back then, but just now, I gave my life back to you!"

With that said, Quan Zong took Qu Yizhao's saber, looked at Shun Feng whose legs were already limp from fright, grabbed Shun Feng's hair, lifted him up, and said, "I'll let you go today, you Remember, you got your life today by begging grandpa to sue grandma, kowtowing and crying to me, if there is another time, it will be useless if the Jade Emperor comes."