Feeling the murderous intent on Chen Qingyang's body, Li Feihang's heart couldn't help but tremble. He reached out and touched his waist subconsciously. His fingers touched a hint of coldness. Only then did he calm down and his body straightened even more.

"Chen Qingyang, I called you Brother Yang before, not because I was afraid of you. The world has changed a long time ago. Do you think it was the era when I was touching the bricks to knock people? I also killed people. Have you ever killed people?" Li Feihang looked at Chen Qingyang with contempt and said.

Chen Qingyang was indeed full of energy back then. He relied on his two generals, Zhao Zushan and Nangong Liang, and led a group of junior high school students to be domineering. Even the gangsters outside the school had to retreat when they saw them.

At that time, the person Li Feihang admired the most was undoubtedly Chen Qingyang, and he felt that he would definitely be able to make a fortune in the future with him.

Later, Chen Qingyang disappeared. After Li Feihang finished junior high school, he began to enter society and started as a gangster at the bottom. At that time, Li Feihang realized that society was far more cruel and sinister than he thought. If he was not careful, he could corpse on the street at any time.

So when Li Feihang saw Chen Qingyang again, he had no respect in his heart. Now he is no longer the naughty young man who only knows how to charge.

"I can't even remember how many people I have killed." Chen Qingyang said lightly.

After Chen Qingyang joined Yanhuang, his first task was to kill people.

In the first mission, Chen Qingyang killed 31 people and could not eat for three consecutive days. Even though he killed all the vicious people, he was always filled with guilt.

On the second mission, Chen Qingyang killed forty-three people, and he locked himself in a small dark room for a whole day.

On the third mission, Chen Qingyang destroyed a terrorist organization base and killed more than a hundred people. That time, he didn't even blink.

Later, no matter how many people were killed, Chen Qingyang would not have any fluctuations in his heart because he was already numb.

"Tsk, what you said seems to be true, Chen Qingyang, I thought that I had been with you for a while back then, I can let you go, get out!" Li Feihang said coldly.

Having said that, the dangerous aura emitted from Chen Qingyang made Li Feihang feel inexplicably irritated.

"I have given you a chance. If I don't let anyone go, I really don't mind killing me!" Chen Qingyang said expressionlessly.

"Since you are seeking death, I will give you my best and give it to me." Li Feihang shouted coldly, his face slightly ferocious. He didn't believe that Chen Qingyang could even turn the world alone?

The group of little brothers behind Li Feihang were hesitating whether to take action at the first time. After all, Chen Qingyang had easily defeated the people left behind just now.

"What are you doing with a bunch of wastes? Are the knife in your hands a decoration? If anyone takes a step back, I will be the first to destroy him!" Li Feihang turned around and shouted angrily.

Feeling Li Feihang's anger, the little brothers' bodies trembled even harder. No one knew Li Feihang's methods better than them. If he angered him, the fate would only be even more tragic.

They simply don't have a choice.

"Swish!"

For a moment, everyone took out a bright watermelon knife from the trash can behind and surrounded it from all directions, but they could still see the look of panic on their faces.

"Swoosh!"

Accompanied by a harsh sound of breaking through the air, Chen Qingyang's body moved, and he didn't want to waste too much time here at all.

The body flashed out like a phantom, and instantly arrived at the little brother who rushed in front. His right hand suddenly swung out, his five fingers formed claws, and he suddenly grabbed the other person's throat.

Chen Qingyang's arm trembled, lifted the younger brother who weighed more than 100 pounds high, and then smashed it out hard. In an instant, five or six people lay horizontally on the ground, with a long sword falling to the ground, making a harsh clanging sound.

Before everyone could react, Chen Qingyang stepped out again and reached out to find out, grabbing the collarbone of another person as if he was exploring his bag, and the force in his hand burst out.

"Damn it!"

The bones shattered, accompanied by a howl like a pig slaughtering.

"I don't want to kill anyone!"

The cold and pissing sound exploded in everyone's minds. They woke up like a dream, their bodies suddenly paused, and their eyes looked at Chen Qingyang in horror, not daring to move.

They knew deeply that the power of warriors was not something that ordinary people like them could compete with.

Chen Qingyang let go of the man and slowly walked towards Li Feihang. Every step he took, his aura became stronger.

Even though Li Feihang was used to the days of licking blood on the edge of the knife, his body couldn't help but tremble under the pressure of Chen Qingyang's aura.

"Stop!" Li Feihang roared angrily, his forehead was surging, and the muscles on his face twitched quickly, extremely ferocious.

Chen Qingyang ignored his deaf ears and did not pause for a moment.

"I fucking let you stop!"

As crazy as Li Feihang took out a black pistol from his waist, and pointed the cold muzzle at Chen Qingyang's head, but his hands could not control themselves trembling.

The momentum that Chen Qingyang exuded at this moment was unbearable for even an ordinary person to be a warrior in the dark power stage.

Chen Qingyang really stopped, but there was no emotional fluctuation in his eyes.

"Put down the gun." Chen Qingyang said expressionlessly.

Li Feihang grinned, forcibly calmed his right hand and said, "Are you scared? If you are afraid, kneel down to me!"

"You are playing with fire!" Chen Qingyang said with a narrowed eyes.

Now with his strength, unless Li Feihang has a pistol with a power comparable to a sniper rifle in his hand, the bullet will not pose any threat to him at all.

Even so, Chen Qingyang didn't like others to point guns at his head. All those who did this went to hell.

"Bang!"

The gunshots sounded, the bullets hit the ground, and a piece of mud raised up, and Li Feihang's face became even more ferocious.

"If you don't kneel down, the next time the bullet will not hit the ground, but your head. If you play with me, you are still far from being there." Li Feihang yelled with a twisted face.

Under the pressure of Chen Qingyang's momentum, he gradually lost his mind and became a little crazy.

"You have no chance!"

Originally, Chen Qingyang still had a trace of old love for Li Feihang in his heart, but at this moment, the only old love turned into nothingness with the gunshot.

He no longer hesitated and decisively counterattacked!

Seeing Chen Qingyang suddenly disappear from his sight, Li Feihang's pupils suddenly shrank, and he wanted to pull the trigger due to conditioned reflex.

Unfortunately it's too late!

"Damn it!"

Li Feihang widened his eyes and looked down, and found that his entire right arm was bent and hanged without warning, and his pistol was still hanging on his fingers.

Before he could scream, Chen Qingyang slashed at the back of his head with a palm. Li Feihang fell to the ground and fainted directly.

At the last moment, Chen Qingyang still saved Li Feihang's life, otherwise that palm would be enough to smash his entire head.

At the same time, a loud and harsh sirens sounded outside.
Chapter completed!