Chapter 775: Riot Place 2

"I don't mind using your wine glass!" The scarred man looked directly at Yi Feng, with a hint of ferocity in it.

"I'm sorry! But I mind!" Yi Feng said slowly, his eyes didn't even look at him.

"Haha!" The scar man laughed wildly, "Boy, do you know where this is?"

Yi Feng said casually: "The riot land known as the city of sin, I heard that it can stop children from crying. Killing people here is not a miracle, but a miracle is that the murders are not cruel enough, and the murders are not bloody enough. Here, strength is the only standard, there is no right or wrong!"

The scar man was stunned. He didn't expect Yi Feng to understand so clearly. He looked at Yi Feng with a steady look. It was rare to see such a young man with such a calm expression in a riot.

Of course, the boy who was drinking so leisurely was even worse than seeing the bloody scenes. The scarred man looked at Yi Feng and sucked the dazzling scarlet red wine, and felt that the boy in front of him was extremely evil.

Yi Feng's evil charm also attracted many people, and groups of people surrounded him. He soon surrounded Yi Feng.

"Haha! Where did the little white face come from, pink, tender and tender, grandpa likes it!"

"I haven't seen such a young prey for a long time. I can go crazy tonight!"

"If this young man was smashed with one punch and then drink his brain, it would be very delicious."

"Grass...you fucking dare to be strong with me. I will whip you to death and chop the earthworms under you and feed them to the dog!"

"Woman, I've been unhappy with you for a long time. Go and die!" After saying that, he punched the woman with scars on her face.

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A series of rampant curses and quarrels sounded in Yi Feng's ears, and various disputes were stirred up by Yi Feng. The scolding and fighting next to him still had no impression of Yi Feng. Apart from the occasional energy that shot to Yi Feng around him, Yi Feng frowned, Yi Feng still sipped his red wine slowly.

Yi Feng's evil charm also completely angered the people surrounding Yi Feng. One of them hit the stone table in front of Yi Feng and said angrily to Yi Feng: "Boy, are you talking to you! Are you deaf?"

Yi Feng looked at the red wine that was shocked because of his smash. Yi Feng frowned slightly, looked up at the man who smashed the stone table, and said lightly: "If you apologize, I will let you go!"

"Haha! Boy, you said that right, you asked grandpa to say..."

Before the other party could say anything, his voice stopped in shock. He stared at Yi Feng with wide eyes, with a look of horror in his eyes, and then he slammed hard on the ground. On his throat, there were several blackened golden needles.

The scolding and fighting that had originally aroused by Yi Feng suddenly became quiet at this moment, looking at the dead man lying on the ground, looking at the few black golden needles on the man's throat. The eyes of Yi Feng were also alert.

"Are you a drug addict?" one of them asked in a deep voice.

Yi Feng ignored his words and still slowly drank red wine with a dazzling luster, as if killing someone just now had no effect on him. Seeing Yi Feng's posture, everyone's eyes suddenly condensed. Yi Feng's age was not proportional to his ruthlessness. This calmness was comparable to those who had lived in the City of Sin for so many years.

It was not surprising to them that one person died. It was just that so many of them did not see Yi Feng taking action. This made these people worry about Yi Feng's strength. In the City of Sin, strength was the only criterion for detection. Yi Feng's move just now, everyone downplayed his age. Those who originally thought that soft persimmons were easy to pinch no longer looked down on Yi Feng.

But Yi Feng was not let go because of this. After all, for these people who have changed their attitudes, Yi Feng is an excellent prey.

"Little brother, how about giving my sister a glass of wine? My sister is very good at kung fu. Do you want to try it?" The fiercest woman who was originally calling sat next to Yi Feng and said with a smile. She had seen Yi Feng's methods and did not want to use violence.

Yi Feng glanced at the woman, and his figure was so convex that it could outline a man's flame, especially in this erosive and bloody place.

"If you can remove the scars on your face, I don't mind." Yi Feng said lightly.

"You are looking for death!" Feng Sanniang hid in the City of Sin after raped and killed three young men from a big family. It was because of that time that she left several scars on her face. This was her psychological trauma, but it was exposed by Yi Feng without any mercy, making her furious and thunderously blasted at Yi Feng.

"ah……"

Everyone stared at Yi Feng, but before Feng Sanniang's palm touched Yi Feng, she screamed and retreated. The originally white and fair palms actually became dark in a moment.

"For the sake of being a woman, I will give you a chance to provoke me again next time. It's your throat!" Yi Feng's faint voice came into everyone's ears, which also made everyone tremble.

Although Feng Sanniang was not the strongest among them, she could still rank in the top three, but she was still defeated by the other party easily using poison skills, which made their eyes change when they looked at Yi Feng again and again. Although the death of the City of Sin was not an accident, no one was willing to seek death.

Feng Sanniang used her fighting spirit to force out three golden needles on her palm. After a drop of dark blood flowed out, the hand gradually returned to normal. She understood very well that as the other party said, she kept her hand because she was a woman, otherwise she would be a corpse.

Feng Sanniang looked at the prey in front of her and didn't dare to make any moves.

Seeing that the surroundings were quiet, Yi Feng was still drinking red wine without changing, staring at the ring. There had been several games on the ring, and there was still a fierce man who was still winning. He was still the same, constantly smashing other people's heads, but every time he smashed it, there was a scream below. Obviously, he really wanted to see such a bloody scene.

"Haha, do you want to go up and play for a few games?" The scar man who came to Yi Feng first laughed wildly at Yi Feng.

"If you don't want to die, shut your mouth!" Yi Feng sneered. After saying that, several golden needles appeared in Yi Feng's hand. Yi Feng might not dare to use poison skills outside, but he was in the City of Sin. In this place, poison masters are not a very strange profession. Among them, some poison masters avoided the pursuit and came to the City of Sin.

When the scar man saw Yi Feng say this, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, but looking at the few golden needles in Yi Feng's hand, he didn't continue to say anything. Before he could not figure out how powerful Yi Feng's poison technique was, he would not foolishly use his life to verify it.

Seeing that everyone was quiet, Yi Feng still stared at the stage.

The tough man won several consecutive games, and obviously no one dared to go up easily. Seeing this, the man laughed wildly, licking the blood on his face with his tongue, looking indescribable.

Yi Feng waited quietly, and saw that no one was on the ring again, his people suddenly disappeared!
Chapter completed!