My 23-year-old beauty president

Facing the killers coming everywhere, Jiro Ono gradually calmed down from the panic. He expected the man in black to show up, but now it was too late, the god of death was approaching, and all the extravagant hopes had been shattered.

Death is frightening, but fate cannot be controlled by people. Can you not die if you don't want to die?

At this moment, Jiro Ono had closed his eyes, waiting for the call of death.

On the opposite side, Matsumoto Qinggang squinted his eyes, and there was a cold light in his eyes. He has always believed in an iron law that people live for themselves.

If in order to survive, he is destined to extend the butcher knife to others, he will choose to kill without hesitation.

"die!"

The first dozen or so people who charged forward had a chill in their hands with long knives. To an ordinary person, their siege seemed a little low-key, but at this moment, there was no need to think about it.

Hum... Boom!

Miracles always appear at the last moment. With two dull bangs, the dozens of people who rushed close were knocked upside down, and Jiro Ono was also knocked to the ground.

"Matsumoto, I have to say that you are a bit admirable for being shameless." A brisk and teasing voice came, followed by a person.

Matsumoto Qinggang is the same as Ono Jiro, they are ordinary people, even if they have some force, they can't be regarded as warriors, but how powerful it is to knock more than a dozen people into the air with just two palms, and fall to the ground dying.

At this moment, Matsumoto Qinggang's face was full of solemnity, but Ono Jiro, who was shaken to the ground by the aftermath of the force, heaved a sigh of relief.

He recognized this person, who was the one who had contacted him before, which also proved that his guess was correct.

"Thank you for your help." Ono Jiro stood up and said respectfully.

Xia Feng, Xia Feng who pretended to be another identity, glanced at Jiro Ono, and said, "Some people, the more you believe, the more they will put you together, Mr. Ono, if your mind is not strong, it will often bring you destruction of."

Jiro Ono was startled, and clasped his fists together, "Your Excellency taught you the lesson."

"Hehe, I don't mean to teach you a lesson, I just want you to understand some things, and there are substantial differences between what I say and what I experience in person."

Jiro Ono shrank his pupils and responded, when he looked at Matsumoto Qinggang, he was full of anger, but when Xia Feng appeared, he completely abandoned his fear.

"You are that person." Matsumoto Qinggang said.

Turning his head to look at Matsumoto Qinggang, Xia Feng shrugged, "That's right."

"You want to kill me?" Matsumoto Qinggang was a little more vigilant.

Xia Feng nodded, then shook his head again, "You will die, but I won't be the one who kills me. Someone wants to kill you more than me."

"I admit that you are very mysterious and powerful, but this is the Matsumoto family. My Matsumoto family is not something anyone can move at will. This old man has lived for more than 70 years and has experienced countless ups and downs. I can't kill anyone who wants to. of."

Xia Feng held back his laughter, "Did you make it? People who rely on the old to sell the old are really annoying. Some old things like to pretend to be compared, but they have that strength, and you..."

Speaking of this, Xia Feng showed a teasing smile, "You will see with your own eyes how the Matsumoto family was destroyed, and you are destined to be the sinner of the Matsumoto family."

Matsumoto Qinggang's face suddenly sank, "Then see if you have such a skill."

Soon, more and more people gathered around. There were a hundred people holding guns and wielding knives.

At the same time, six more warriors with strengths around the Eight Gates of Potential Lock appeared beside Matsumoto Qinggang, and more people continued to gather. This is the headquarters of the Matsumoto family, and Matsumoto Qinggang naturally has support. .

Seeing so many people gathered, Jiro Ono's already stabilized people became nervous again. He knew that Xia Feng was a very powerful person, but there were so many people in the Matsumoto family, and Xia Feng was only one person. Is it possible to win in an unequal confrontation?

Besides, once they fight, Xia Feng can't take him into consideration at all. There are a lot of warriors and gunmen here, and a random bullet can kill him. It's fake if he is not nervous.

"The formation is not small, but..." Xia Feng smiled, before he finished speaking, he felt a breath, and a figure was approaching quickly.

When the man in black appeared, he was startled when he saw Xia Feng, and then nodded.

Xia Feng pursed his lips, "Take care of him."

"No problem!" The man in black replied very simply, jumped to the side of Ono Jiro, grabbed his shoulder, and said to Xia Feng while jumping away, "Wait for me."

"Need not!"

"Ok?"

Xia Feng squinted his eyes, glanced at the crowd around him, and said blandly, "I want to enjoy the taste of fresh blood."

Hearing this, the man in black was startled, he wanted to say something else, but Xia Feng preempted him, "Don't come back."

"it is good!"

When Xia Feng turned his eyes again, panic appeared in Matsumoto Qinggang's eyes. He is a sensible person. If the other party dares to be so arrogant, he must have the capital of arrogance. Japan is troubled now, and the people he does not arrange at home are original three times.

There are less than half of the more than 100 people who have appeared now, and there are more people rushing here, but when facing this young man, no matter how many people there are, he will not have the confidence.

"Give you a choice, leave Matsumoto's house, and I will let you live." Xia Feng said flatly, glancing at the eyeing people.

I went back to Huaxia and saw Wu Kai being incited with my own eyes. Although those people had intentions, at least one thing was right. He promised Wu Kai, but he never kept his promise. To his friends, this is his It's not right.

For a long time, Xia Feng didn't make a move because he wanted to play a bigger game. However, sometimes too many calculations may not be a good thing. He did not forget everything the Matsumoto family did in Tianhai City at the beginning. The Matsumoto family died.

This time the man with the crescent moon tattoo was doing something in Japan, now Xia Feng has done what he should do, and it's time to do it.

A Matsumoto family, a Tokugawa family, compared to the Matsumoto family, the Tokugawa family is still useful for the time being, so the Matsumoto family will be the first to do the surgery.

However, Xia Feng's words did not make these people trained by the Matsumoto family retreat. On the contrary, someone shouted, "Kill this bastard."

"Ba Ga, go to hell!"

Xia Feng let out a sigh of relief, "I gave you a chance, but if you don't cherish it yourself, then I'm sorry."

Buzz... Suddenly accelerating, the high-speed body rubbing against the air made a dull sound, and Xia Feng set off a killing spree.

He felt that someone was still watching in the dark. This killing was a show, and at the same time, it was fulfilling a promise for a friend.

Gunshots rang out recklessly, and bullets shot from different directions, but wherever they were shot, there were sporadic flames.

The gunmen shoot at relatively far away places to win opportunities for the warriors with knives. It's just a pity that they are facing a madman who kills without blinking an eye.

Gunshots and angry shouts filled a large area, but nothing changed. This was still a one-sided massacre.

Every time Xia Feng kills, the speed, skill, and strength are all coordinated perfectly. Seeing his own people being killed continuously, Matsumoto Qinggang's face no longer knows what words to use to describe it. Not only him, but the surrounding guards A few martial artists from the eight sects also looked dignified.

"Mr. Matsumoto, let's go." Finally, one of the fighters spoke, and they were able to analyze it completely. If they encountered such a murderous lunatic head-on, even if they joined forces, it might not be enough.

Now there are a large number of people holding each other back. If you don't run away at this time, you won't be able to leave even if you want to when the people are almost killed.

Go or stay!

Matsumoto Qinggang's old face couldn't help twitching. This departure means that the Matsumoto family is over, and someone killed him. If the news spreads, there is no need to think about what will happen. Even if he escapes by chance, he will be killed. There will never be only this person.

The four major families have been passed down in Japan for a long time. As far as his generation is concerned, the number of enemies they have established is innumerable. When the news spreads, those who beat the dog in the water will definitely follow up and will not let go of this opportunity.Also, Ono Jiro, who was taken away by the man in black, is bound to become the main force to hunt him down.

Therefore, for Matsumoto Qinggang, leaving would put him in a desperate situation, but if he didn't leave, with this person's means, he wouldn't even be able to survive tonight.

The number of people under him was rapidly decreasing, and the strong smell of blood made people feel sick, and Matsumoto Qinggang was numb.

Seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, another martial artist from the eight sects said, "Mr. Matsumoto, don't hesitate. Keeping the green hills is not afraid of running out of firewood. Saving your life is the fundamental."

boom!

"what!"

"Ba Ga, kill this bastard."

"kill!"

"Damn it, my hand."

"Baga, Baga, road!"

Shouts of grief and indignation, screams of pain, came continuously, finally waking up Matsumoto Qingoka who was in deep thought.

Seeing those people who died tragically, he closed his eyes slightly, his body couldn't help shaking, he was struggling, at this moment, it was very tormenting.

"Mr. Matsumoto..."

The moment he opened his eyes, Matsumoto Qinggang seemed to have aged several years. He reluctantly said, "Let's go!"

Xia Feng's killing continued, he caught Matsumoto Qinggang fleeing, but he was not in a hurry, because Matsumoto Qinggang was destined to die and be killed by Wu Kai.

dark place.

The two looked at this one-sided massacre, under the faint light, their faces were dignified.

"Why did he kill Matsumoto Qinggang?" one person asked.

Another person turned around, "I want to know too."

Even if Xia Feng infiltrated Ono Jiro, and Ono Jiro was put on by Matsumoto Aoka again, this was not enough for Xia Feng to launch such a bloody killing.

Why is this?

"Is this person really worth wooing?" The former asked again, and then said, "My lord, there is something I don't know if I should say it or not."

But before he could continue speaking, he felt the cold, and the person called an adult said coldly, "I warn you, don't make random guesses, let alone talk nonsense."

"Yes, my lord, this subordinate should die!"

The adult narrowed his eyes and looked at Xia Feng who kept killing people, "This man is definitely not alone. There is a force behind him. Are you really not worried?"

These words seem to be talking to himself, but they have a little deep meaning, and the subordinate next to him knows who "you" is in his mouth, but this time he learned the lesson and didn't interrupt.

If a god-forbidden strongman wants to kill people, these low-level warriors and gunmen are like radishes in the field. In less than a quarter of an hour, more than [-]% of them are reduced to corpses.

The remaining adult and the group of people who came after them all showed fear when they saw the piled up corpses.

"Stay, die, go, you can live."

A deep mechanical voice pierced the hearts of these people. They were afraid and hesitated. Matsumoto Qinggang escaped. Is there any point in their persistence?

Bang!

There was a sound of metal falling to the ground, and someone dropped the knife in his hand. With the first one, there was a second one, and then a piece.

"Baga, you bastards!"

"We just want to live." The person who dropped the knife turned around and ran away. Some took the lead, but most of them left, only more than 30 people stood still.

"Then, I understand!" Xia Feng's eyes flashed coldly, launching a new round of massacre...