Chapter 59 (1/2)

Ling Feng's appearance surprised everyone present. The club had been cleared long ago. There were people from Wu Gang, but where did this guy come from?

”Who are you?” Wu Gang asked in a deep voice.

”I, ha ha, just passed by to see the play. You go on.” Ling Feng smiled and sat on the bar next to him.

Wu Gang looked at the open window behind Ling Feng, and his eyes couldn't help freezing.

”Are you Zhao Yi's man?” Wu Gang stared at Ling Feng coldly.

”I'm not his man, I'm just a man with a conscience.” Ling Feng said faintly.

”Hum, conscience, conscience can eat farts. Since you're here, don't go. Throw him down with me.” Wu Gang said coldly.

As soon as his voice fell, two big men flashed behind him and rushed to Ling Feng.

Ling Feng sat steadily on the bar chair, lit a cigarette and stared coldly at the two people who rushed over.

One of the big men rushed to Ling Feng and stretched out his hand to catch Ling Feng. At this time, Ling Feng suddenly moved, and his hand clasped the big man's hand like a pliers.

”Ah!”

With a scream, the big man's hand was twisted into a twist, his arms drooped and squatted on the ground in pain.

Another big man was stunned and smashed a sky cannon at Ling Feng.

But the big man was stunned when his fist hit him, and there was no one in front of him.

Before he recovered, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his stomach. The strong man squatted down with his stomach covered, fell to the ground, foamed at his mouth, and fainted directly.

In Wu Gang's eyes, both of them are elite experts. In just a moment, they were knocked down by Ling Feng.

Wu Gang's hand trembled slightly and shouted to the bodyguard behind him, ”go up and chop him for me.”

The bodyguards behind Wu Gang took out their machetes and rushed to Ling Feng.

Ling Feng smiled coldly with a touch of bloodthirsty cold in his eyes. He took the cigarette in his mouth and rushed to the group of thugs like a tiger into a sheep.

In the hall of the club, there are faint sparks, a wisp of smoke shuttles through the shadow of the knife, and bursts of wails accompanied by melodious dance music make the club for people's enjoyment like purgatory.

At the end of the music, more than a dozen thugs lay on the ground, and the blood soaked from the wound flowed like streams on the floor of the club.

The injuries of each thug were shocking. Some of their arms were broken, revealing their thick bones. Some of their legs were tied with deep knife handles. The wailing continued. Bursts of blood made Zhang Qian vomit.

At this time, Wu Gang had already lost his leisure. He even didn't know that his cigar fell on the ground.

”You thugs are too unskilled. It's boring.” Ling Feng took the cigarette in his hand from his mouth, played the ash and said faintly.

”What are you going to do?” Wu Gang collapsed on the sofa behind him. Although he was also a black belt expert, he knew that he had no power to fight back in front of Ling Feng.

”It's very simple. Write clearly how to frame Zhao Yi and write all your crimes over the years on this piece of paper.” Ling Feng said coldly.

”Impossible!” Wu Gang snorted coldly.

”There is no impossible in my dictionary.” Ling Feng took a faint puff of smoke.

”Hum, if you have seed, you will kill me.” Wu Gang's eyes showed a cruel color.

”Don't you think it's too kind to kill you?” Ling Feng's face was cold. He grabbed Wu Gang's collar and dragged him down from the sofa.

”Don't you like throwing people off the window? Then I'll let you experience it. ”

Ling Feng pressed Wu Gang's head outside the window, rushed down and said coldly.

”Throw me down if you can.” Wu Gang said fiercely.

”Good backbone, I'll throw it away!” He really let go.

”No!” Wu Gang was shocked when he saw that Ling Feng wanted to let go. He just wanted to beg for mercy. His body had fallen downstairs.

”Ah!”

Accompanied by a scream, Wu Gang was devastated. However, he suddenly felt that his feet were tight. He was hung by an iron hook on his ankle.

Ling Feng pulled Wu Gang to the window and said coldly, ”what's up? Do you want to do it?”

”You are a devil.” Wu Gang's voice trembled.

”It seems that you still haven't thought about it!” Ling Feng's hand loosened again and Wu Gang fell down again.

Wu Gang rushed down and looked at the car like a little ant at his feet. He had been scared to pee his pants for a long time.

For people like Wu Gang who lick blood at the edge of the knife, death is not terrible. The most terrible thing is to experience the process of death repeatedly.

”I write, I write.” After repeated several times, Wu Gang finally collapsed completely.

Ling Feng pulled Wu Gang up and threw the pen and paper in front of him.

Ling Feng was dissatisfied with several consecutive copies. After several modifications, Ling Feng was satisfied and put away the letter of repentance.

”Sir, do you really want to oppose our bloody alliance? No matter how strong you are, you're trying to fight us. It's like hitting a stone with an egg. ” Wu Gang reluctantly threatened.