C17 (1/2)

The air became heavy, the ground beneath Luo Feng's feet suddenly exploded, causing dust and grass to fly into the air, his entire person attacking once again like a cannonball!

”It's actually the Luo Family's Wave Crashing Fist!” The bystanders were shocked.

”You're right, Luo Feng is so ruthless.”

Ye Qingfeng's expression was still indifferent, easily dodging the attack again, allowing the wind to blow past his ears. Suddenly, he bent his left leg, and with the burst of profound energy, his knee struck Luo Feng's lower abdomen.

This time! It directly caused Luo Feng's ruddy complexion to instantly turn pale, and his eyes became bloodshot, as if they were about to fall out from his eyes!

Plop!

Luo Feng was kneeling on the ground, trembling, his body curled up almost, his hands covering his stomach, his mouth opened wide, he did not exhale much, ah ah ah ah, he almost suffocated to death!

The knee strike had caused his stomach to churn, his internal organs to almost shift, and all the mystical Qi in his body to fall into disorder. He did not have the strength to resist at all!

A few passersby felt their scalps go numb! His eyes were wide open! Vicious Luo Feng! He was actually beaten to the point of kneeling down!

Li Lianba looked at Ye Qingfeng who was walking towards him, and his heart skipped a beat, his back felt cold, and was terrified. He immediately closed his eyes, and laid on the ground, pretending to be dead.

was a little taken aback by this scene.

”Interesting, playing dead?”

Ye Qingfeng stepped onto Li Lianba's abdomen, and said with a face full of smiles: ”Kid, you still aren't awake, I'm going to play trampoline.”

Li Lianba who was pretending to be dead opened his eyes! Ye Qingfeng looked like he was looking at a demon!

Trampoline!

This bastard really knows how to play!

Use your father's stomach as a bed to bounce! I can't die!

”Yo, you're awake.”

Li Lianba said miserably with a constipated face, ”Ye Qingfeng, oh no! yerba, please spare my life! ”

”Spare our lives?” Ye Qingfeng said with a smile: ”Mental loss, time, labor, and medical expenses.”

Hearing that, Li Lianba's face turned pale, and cried: ”yerba, I'll hand it over! I'll give you everything! ”

In this period of time, the one hundred gold he had made could only be handed over to Ye Qingfeng.

Ye Qingfeng held the money bag as his feet descended from Li Lianba's stomach. He pointed to Luo Feng who was covering his stomach, his face pale white, and dripping with cold sweat, as if he had not recovered his breath yet. ”Bring your master away, if you offend me again, then I won't be laughing and laughing with you guys next time.”

Li Lianba's heart palpitated, he nodded his head immediately and went over to Luo Feng to help him with his breathing. After a while, Luo Feng finally caught his breath, with bloodshot eyes, he almost fainted.

Luo Feng's eyes looked as if they were about to split apart, as he stared dead straight at Ye Qingfeng, and gnashed his teeth.

”Let's go!”

”Wait!”

Luo Feng turned his head, his eyes resentful and looked at Ye Qingfeng unwillingly.

”Yo, look at your little eyes. Do you think I'm the one who stole your girlfriend?” I forgot one thing. Take out your money bag. ”

”Humph!” Luo Feng clenched his fist tightly, the joints on his face turned white, and he took out the gold notes and a bottle of pills, throwing them into a silk pouch towards Ye Qingfeng.