Son-in-law From Dark World

Fine, then let him be completely terrified of what it means to have more people!    

"Tall, get the hell out here!"    

Qin Feng clapped his hands. A loud sound came from the surroundings, and then, the big truck blocking the bridge's entrance exploded.    

A dozen or so forklift trucks turned the burning and boiling sound into scrap iron and pushed it into the river.    

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!    

Soon after, a strong gust of wind blew and three helicopters came flying from afar. They covered the sky like Pengxiang's huge eagles, releasing endless flames.    

The heavy machine gun was already loaded, but Gao Xiaotian, who was sitting on the helicopter in the middle, slowly landed on the ground, scaring the group of people into retreating.    

"Boss, are you satisfied with this opening?"    

Gao Xiaotian assumed a coquettish pose, bringing along the secret plane and a rocket launcher as he aimed at the convoy below.    

In terms of acting 13, Gao Xiaotian had never let Qin Feng down before, and this time was the same as well.    

A dozen forklift trucks pushed the trucks into the river, followed by a black cannon aimed at the crowd.    

Ka ka ka!    

The mortars were not equipped with cannons, but they were aimed at the crowd from all directions. In an instant, there were ambushes everywhere and murderous intent filled the air. It was just like the majestic scene when the Qin was raining arrows.    

Qin Feng had already guessed that these items were all fake after mobilizing such a huge force.    

Gao Xiaotian had a huge steel processing plant under his name. These things were just superficial and could only be used to scare people.    

However, just from the surface, even he felt a wave of fear. Especially when the cannon's muzzle, which was as thick as a human's body, was aimed at the crowd, he himself was also locked inside.    

It was impossible to say that he wasn't afraid. That idiot Gao Xiaotian was extremely unreliable, it was hard to tell if he was serious or not.    

Everything else was fake, and the cannon could very well be real.    

At this moment, Flying Cloud was completely dumbfounded. Not only him, but over a hundred people were trembling and did not dare to move recklessly.    

Such a large force, even if a few hundred more of them came, it would still not be enough to deal with them.    

"Ding Ling Ling!"    

The phone rang. Qin Feng picked it up and saw that it was from Ye Meiyun. He quickly picked it up.    

"Hey!"    

Qin Feng did not dare to say anything. He could not wait to hear what was going on at the other side because he was not sure if Ye Meiyun would fall into his hands.    

"Qin Feng, I'm home. There's someone following me halfway and I've lost them. Hurry up and come back. If my cooking gets cold, I won't care about you anymore in this life."    

Hearing the complaints on the phone, Qin Feng was incredibly happy.    

Her meaning was obvious. If it was a different kind of valiant tone of voice, it would be, "I've finished cooking. If you don't come back after the cold, I won't forgive you."    

This was to make Qin Feng promise that he would return alive.    

"Darling, I'm going to eat a lot tonight!"    

After hanging up the phone, Qin Feng turned around and used one hand to pull Fei Jinpeng, who was half dead on the ground, up. Then he walked in front of Flying Cloud.    

"You and Liuyang are both from the Green Gang, Hall Master, considered to be on the same level. Liuyang can remind you not to mess with me, it seems like you have a good relationship with him, so I won't kill you, but …" Qin Feng grinned evilly, pointed at Flying Cloud and said: "Your dog son, I won't kill him, but he can be exempted from death, but he can't escape from a crime. The dark side knows that your father will not let me off, your dog son is destined to be beaten to death!"    

As he said that, Qin Feng pushed Fei Jinpeng right in front of Flying Cloud. With a grab of his big hand, he grabbed Flying Cloud who was trying to escape.    

Blood splattered everywhere. Flying Cloud screamed as his brain went blank. His consciousness gradually blurred and he couldn't control his limbs.    

Qin Feng had a calm smile. His harmless face made it hard for people to tell that he was angry.    

However, when he shattered Flying Cloud's knee with his foot, everyone felt a chill down their spines.    

They could only look on helplessly as Hall Master's son was brutally bullied. The surrounding killing machines were no longer just for show.    

"Dad, save me! Save me!"    

Even though Flying Cloud was unconscious, he was awakened by the intense pain coming from his leg as he screamed miserably.    

The last time he was thrown down from the second floor, it could not be compared to the time he was down here.    

With his physique, even if he fell from the second floor, he would at most suffer a fracture. But now his legs were completely disabled and his knees were in pieces. It was impossible for him to cure her.    

He wanted to lose a leg for the rest of his life, and this was not the end!    

"Crack!"    

As Qin Feng's foot landed, Flying Cloud's other knee was crushed. Coupled with Qin Feng's huge foot, the pain was doubled to the bone.    

Earlier, he said that he would make Qin Feng beg for death, but now, the positions were reversed.    

His only hope now …    

It landed on his father, who was half dead.    

Fei Jinpeng struggled to open his eyes. Looking at Flying Cloud's broken legs, he couldn't help but shake his head. He let out a sad smile: "Qin Feng, do you mean what you say?"    

Just as he raised his foot, Qin Feng was stunned. He turned his head and looked at Ye Zichen with interest.    

"Don't be like your dog son and go back on your word. As long as he is crippled, I can treat it as if nothing happened today!"    

With that, Qin Feng withdrew his foot and extended his hand to make a "please" gesture.    

Fei Jinpeng held his chest. He was also heavily injured, his breastbone was fractured, and one of his ribs had pierced through his flesh.    

However, in order to protect his son's life and his own, he had to do it himself.    

"Dad, what are you doing? No, I'm your son!"    

Flying Cloud widened his eyes. Fear was written all over his face and his heart was about to burst out of his chest.    

The last shred of hope was extinguished the moment his father lifted his foot.    

Ka-cha! *    

Ka-cha! *    

Fei Jinpeng quickly stepped on both of his son's arms. It was clean and clean, at least a little bit more than Qin Feng's torture. Under that situation, even Liu Tie would go crazy or commit suicide if he couldn't withstand the horrifying and torture.    

"Master Qin, are you satisfied?"    

Jack asked, breathing heavily and forcing a smile.    

The dignified Qing Gang generation Hall Master, now that he was going to personally cripple his own son, he still had to ask if he was satisfied.    

If it wasn't because Flying Cloud was the only son, even if he died, he would never compromise.    

But in order for the Flying Family to continue, he had no choice but to do so.    

Besides, Flying Cloud did violate the rules first and shook Qin Feng's woman, but didn't succeed.    

It was the same concept. If they were strong enough and were lying on the ground now, the one who was ravaged to the point where he was half dead would be Qin Feng and no one would be able to plead for him.    

In comparison, he was still basked in the light of the scorching sun. If not for this layer of relationship, he was afraid that the father, son and even the brothers he brought would all die here.    

There was no use in regretting it now. If he could have done it this time, he would definitely have retracted his arrogance and listen to what Lie Yang had to say. After all, that guy would never exaggerate; he only knew how to keep a low profile.