Chapter 323 Yao Xiansen

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"If you let you take it, you can take it."

The young man raised his palm and pushed it outward, and said solemnly: "The money given by Lord Hades will never be taken back."

"Then, I decided to honor this money to you..."

"The underworld has its rules. I won't give you the money I should take, and I won't take the money I should give you."

After the young man dropped the last sentence, he led his two companions, turned around and walked into the elevator...

After the three black-clothed youths had left, the middle-aged man in a suit picked up the check and said with emotion: "No wonder Jifu has become a giant in the Western underground world. The quality of Jifu ghost agents is really too high."

...

At this time, Liu Feng was sitting in Hank's car and had arrived in front of the oval building in the center of the land.

At the main entrance of this ancient Arabian arena, there is a wooden plaque that is obviously stained with traces of time. On the plaque is written a string of Arabic words... the slave auction venue!

"Stay here, everyone. The entrance fee is one thousand dollars per person."

When the five of Liu Feng climbed up the steps and reached the main entrance, they were stopped by a bearded man, who said listlessly: "You guys came at the right time today. Female slave gladiatorial match plus auction. The entrance fee of one thousand dollars per person is not expensive at all."

"It's not expensive."

Liu Feng smiled slightly, took Yang Shiwen's little hand, bypassed the big beard and walked directly to the door, and left a sentence, "Hank, today I am here to accompany you to make money, so you have to pay for it."

"I, okay, I'll pay." Hank was speechless for a while, but he paid the money anyway.

Just as Liu Feng was pulling Yang Shiwen into the main entrance, three more strong men were walking out. Among them, a strong Arab man walked to Liu Feng's side, his eyes suddenly fixed on Yang Shiwen, and he revealed An eye-catching color of surprise.

"Oriental, is this woman your slave? Sell it to me, one hundred thousand dollars."

When the strong Arab man spoke, his bright eyes seemed to be glued to Yang Shiwen's body, and he even stuck out his tongue and licked his dry lips greedily.

"Sorry, she is not my slave." Liu Feng was not angry, because the women who appeared in this kind of place were either extremely powerful or slaves, so Brother Feng explained.

But the strong Arab man obviously didn't believe it, or in other words, facing Yang Shiwen's goddess-level beauty, even if he wasn't a slave, he was also thinking about it.

"Two hundred thousand, isn't this the bottom price?" The strong Arab man withdrew his lewd eyes, and finally looked at Liu Feng.

Brother Feng frowned slightly, and said in a serious tone: "Let me say this for the last time, she is not a slave, she is my woman, not for sale."

Yang Shiwen, standing beside Liu Feng, was already very angry after being said to be a slave, but when she heard Liu Feng say that she was her woman and not for sale, all her anger disappeared, and she took the initiative to hug Liu Feng One of his arms showed the appearance of a Kojima Yiren.

"Half a million dollars!"

The strong Arab man also frowned, and said in a threatening tone: "Oriental guy,

Five hundred thousand is my limit, don't be too greedy, otherwise... ouch! "

Before the strong man could finish his sentence, he let out a scream, because Yang Shiwen, who looked like a little woman, suddenly swung her little feet.

A small foot wrapped in a black fashion tassel boot kicked hard into the strong man's crotch. The strong Arabian man covered his crotch with both hands, bowed his body and backed away sideways. His big face was originally white, but now it was instantly flushed red like a hot iron, and his eyes were so wide that they were about to bulge out of their sockets. The whites of the eyes were bloodshot.

You know, the current Miss Yang is a master of martial arts with great strength, plus Liu Feng usually teaches her how to use martial arts and power, the power of this kick completely wiped out the strong Arabian man in front of her.

"Bitch, if you dare to kick Patubo, I'll kill you."

"Oriental guy, your slave girl has caused a catastrophe. I'm afraid you and the people you brought with you will never leave alive today."

The other two strong men were angry at the same time. One of them stepped forward to support Patubo, while the other pulled out a machete from the back of his waist and slashed at Yang Shiwen.

boom!

However, before the machete swung down, a 43-yard foot suddenly appeared in front of the strong man, and fiercely imprinted on the strong man's face.

Immediately, the strong man felt as if his entire face had hit an iron plate, and then he lost consciousness, and his whole body slapped flat on his back and fell to the ground, making a muffled thump on the ground.

"You, Huaxia Kung Fu!" Another strong man who was supporting Patubo took half a step back in fright.

"Bastard, shit Chinese Kung Fu!"

Patubo, whose balls were kicked to pieces, blushed and shouted, "Don't think that Oriental guys who know how to beat people know Chinese Kungfu. If you don't do it, I'm going to kill them."

"Okay, I'll just..."

"Do you want to die right now?"

Liu Feng sneered and said, "I didn't come here to cause trouble, but I've never been afraid of trouble. Don't say I didn't warn you, if you dare to attack me, I will kill someone."

"You, you, you... do you know who Patubo is?" The strong man who was about to attack Liu Feng asked in a tentative tone.

Liu Feng shook his head and said, "I don't know who he is, but I know that I don't need to know such a small character."

"Let me tell you, he works for Mr. Yao Xiansen." The brawny man said.

oh!

When Liu Feng heard the name Yao Xiansen, his eyes lit up, "Is Mr. Yao Xiansen here today? Go and inform him, and tell him that Liu is here."

"Liu? Well, I'll go now..."

"Go to Nima!"

Patubo was already kneeling on the ground in pain at this time, and he roared with a grim face: "Kill him, I said kill him, now immediately, give me a hand."

boom!

After Patubo shouted these words, the whole person actually flew out backwards, and flew directly into the interior of the auction venue along the porch inside the main entrance.

"Wow! How did Patubo fly in?"

"My God! This is a beating. How dare someone beat Patubo? Is this enough?"

"Damn! Go out and have a look, if you dare to hit Patubo here, you will hit Mr. Yao Xiansen in the face."

Immediately afterwards, more than a dozen strong men with different skin colors rushed into the porch. Moreover, the bearded man who was collecting the entrance fee outside the door just now blocked in from behind.

Facing these menacing burly men, Hank was the first to get scared. He quickly took out his pistol and bluffed, "Haircare! Be honest, I have a gun."

"Are you awesome with a gun?" A strong black man stepped forward and slapped Hank on the face.

This slap made Hank spin three times in place, and a bloodshot back molar spewed out of his mouth.

After beating the man, the strong black man shouted, "Come on, shoot me! Don't you have a gun?"

Hank covered his face with one hand, and held the gun in the other hand, but kept shaking. After all, this is not his territory. After all, this is a slave auction venue controlled by a group of barbarians!

Ever since, Hank backed up three steps spinelessly, and actually hid behind Liu Feng.

Immediately afterwards, the strong black man also fixed his eyes on Liu Feng, "Boy, who hit Patubo just now?"

"It's me, what do you want to say?" Liu Feng said calmly.

"I didn't say anything, now you can die." The strong black man threw his fist at Liu Feng.

boom!

Then the big black man flew away.

That's right, although the strong black man made the first move, Liu Feng was the first to blast his chest with Xingyi Bengquan. The black man weighed at least two hundred catties, but he was punched by Liu Feng and flew upside down by more than three meters.

"This oriental guy is so arrogant!"

"Let's go together and kill him!"

"Let's say it's a little oriental guy, even the super bosses of the western underground world come to us, and they have to be in awe, but you..."

boom!

The other strong men rushed up together, yelling while doing their hands. However, Liu Feng also made a move, and he was faster, stronger and more ruthless than them.

A strong man who rushed to the front didn't even finish his sentence, he just felt a blur in front of his eyes, and then a pain in his abdomen, and then he flew upside down.

bang bang bang...

Immediately afterwards, Liu Feng pushed forward like a mighty King Kong.

He grabbed the hair of the second strong man and pulled him down. He hit his knee with such force that his head and body were suddenly thrown upwards and backwards. Before his body fell to the ground, he passed out. past.

The third strong man had already kicked Liu Feng, but Liu Feng turned around and kicked sideways. While avoiding the opponent's kick, his 43-yard big foot kicked the opponent's chest fiercely.

And then... In less than a minute, all the strong men were brought down by him.

At this moment, another group of people poured out of the slave auction venue, but when they saw Liu Feng, an oriental man, displaying his might in the wide porch and easily knocking down a group of strong men, the footsteps of these people They all stopped, and no one dared to step forward.

Immediately afterwards, Liu Feng turned around and looked at Da Hu Zhuang who was blocking in from the outside with a half-smile.

"Well, what is that, Mr. Dongfang, you go ahead, I'll pay the entry fee when I go out." The bearded man was smart, and after throwing a sentence, this buddy immediately turned back, and then trotted out.

"Hey! What a bunch of useless trash. I haven't killed anyone for half a year. Do you think I'm too kind, so someone dares to come to my territory again to find trouble?"

At this moment, a loud and slightly lazy voice sounded from the porch.

The group of people blocking the porch suddenly retreated to both sides like a group of frightened small animals.

Immediately, a man of medium build and about 1.75 meters tall stepped forward.

"Black eyes, Orientals!"

When she saw the person coming, Yang Shiwen said in a low voice: "Brother Feng, this is also an oriental, and everyone seems to be afraid of him."

"He is not Oriental."

Liu Feng said with a smile: "Although he has black eyes and black hair, he has fair skin. He is Yao Xiansen, a standard Hebrew with unfathomable strength.") Download the free reader! !