Chapter 699: Cold and ruthless

Tian Xiaoji only feels that his head is blank now. How could he offend such a man? He just thought about his legs trembling a little.

But he didn't know that Zhang Yifeng didn't take his affairs at all. Zhang Yifeng has always been a low-key person. As long as you don't take the initiative to make trouble, he won't cause trouble. As long as Tian Xiaoji didn't take the initiative to trouble him, he couldn't remember the trivial things that happened between them.

"Little friend, if you need my help, just speak up."

Situ Xiong's voice came again, which was suggesting that Zhang Yifeng needed to solve the Pang family's disaster without him.

Zhang Yifeng shook his head and said, "It shouldn't be needed."

Zhang Yifeng is a wise man. Some people know that it’s good for outsiders, and they can’t be used lightly. People who don’t use it will be jealous, but if they use it, no one will be jealous.

Situ Xiong wanted to say something more, when the black-clothed woman's voice suddenly came: "Your name is Zhang Yifeng?"

Zhang Yifeng looked at the woman, who was wearing a tight black leather jacket, perfectly set off her figure. The curve made people unable to move her eyes, but the strange thing was that Zhang Yifeng could not see the woman's face clearly no matter how she looked at it. Her body seemed to exude a misty breath, this breath concealed her glory, as if you saw her face, and as if you didn't see anything.

The woman should have practiced a special secret technique that can conceal her appearance, or she wears some kind of strange mask that can conceal her consciousness.

Nodded, Zhang Yifeng said lightly: "I am Zhang Yifeng, what's the matter?"

"I want to compete with you."

The woman's words fell, and the sword in her hand suddenly unsheathed, and the sword rang like a dragon. Just by hearing the sound, the sword knew it was a treasure.

As soon as the sword was released, the surrounding air instantly became cold, and it seemed that there was a wild beast, watching the people with enthusiasm.

"It feels so cold and ruthless, this is a ruthless sword!"

"She is cold and ruthless! She killed a main town mayor in a second, and she was also a fierce man."

Zhang Yifeng looked at the woman and said indifferently: "Compare swords? Forget it, I don't know how to use swords, and my sword is not for comparison."

"No more than a sword, I killed you."

Leng Ruqing pointed the sword at Zhang Yifeng's throat, her voice was cold and emotionless, her world seemed to have only swords.

"I only say it once, get out!"

Zhang Yifeng's face turned cold at that time, and the heart-shaped green leaves glowed faintly in his palm. Annoyed him, no matter who you are or what your background is, there is only one dead end!

"Aren't you afraid of death?"

A cold and merciless voice came again.

"Don't be afraid, because you can't kill me. Your sword may be fast, but some things are faster than your sword."

Zhang Yifeng looked coldly and ruthlessly, his eyes still calm.

Leng Ruoqing also looked at Zhang Yifeng, and it took a long time for her to take back the sword and said, "You are not worthy of me to make a sword. When you are qualified to let me make a sword, it is your death date."

The voice fell, and he turned away ruthlessly.

"madman."

Zhang Yifeng just shook his head lightly, and then spoke to everyone around him.

"In the inn just now, some people arrogantly used my people. I gave them a chance to confess their mistakes, and I will not blame them. If they don't admit their mistakes and I take the initiative to pull them out, the consequences will be more serious."

As soon as Zhang Yifeng said this, everyone understood that the matter was far from over!

"Young people, do things generously and don't care about things."

"Yes, otherwise it's easy to offend many people."

People who came out from the inn to watch the excitement were reminded.

Zhang Yifeng said indifferently: "I never take the initiative to offend people, but I am not afraid to offend people. Those who bully me must have an explanation."

Some strong people couldn’t stand it and said, "Little brother, don’t think that you borrowed a sword and you will be invincible. The reason why you can kill the Pang family father and son is because they are unprepared. If they are prepared, Even if you take the initiative, you will only die."

Zhang Yifeng smiled and said: "I know you think I'm talking big, but you won't think so later. Don't think that you are the senior town mayor or the main town mayor, just think you are superior, at least here, It’s not your turn to speak yet. Even if it’s a strong man in a city, it depends on my face. Here, if I want you to die, you can’t live!"

I Zhang Yifeng wants you to die, you cannot live.

Zhang Yifeng's words are extremely domineering and extremely arrogant.

At that time, the old man became angry.

"Boy, presumptuous! I want to see what you can do to control my life and death."

An old man walked out of the crowd, wearing gray silk and satin, with a strong breath that made people fearful.

"Don't rush to die, you will know in a moment. There is another scene for you to see."

Zhang Yifeng's expression was indifferent, and he walked into the inn step by step and went to the side of the hundred war bandits before he spoke.

"You show up in the lobby. The room must be occupied. Tell me who is occupying your room."

After Zhang Yifeng's words fell, the inn fell into a brief silence, and the people who occupied the room of one hundred war bandits were much larger than those sitting below. This kid is not afraid of big things!

"The city lord...this..."

The body of the hundred war bandits and others trembled, and Sima Han was even more embarrassed, and he stopped talking.

"Don't worry, no matter how powerful a force is in the Frozen Mountains, it depends on my face."

Zhang Yifeng saw Sima Han's embarrassment and spoke again.

"It's a big tone, the young people nowadays are so arrogant?"

Suddenly there was a cold drink on the second floor, and a middle-aged man dressed in gorgeous, walked down step by step. Beside him, there was an old man and a group of young talents.

"They call you the city lord, tell me, which city lord are you? I have never heard of a young man who is the lord of the city and the main city."

The middle-aged indifferent voice came with an arrogant expression.

"It's them."

Zhang Yifeng did not answer, but turned around and asked about a hundred bandits.

The hundred war bandits nodded without denying it.

Just then Zhang Yifeng said: "My city is just a small city. It is called the Only Me City. It is not famous now, and it is estimated that it will be famous in the future."

"Only my city? Haven't heard of it, is there a small village as big as that?" The old man said mockingly, and then coldly said, "Young man, you have to understand that although we occupy your room, we also give you a place. So that you can continue to stay in the inn and not be driven away by everyone. This is our best benevolence."

Hearing this, Zhang Yifeng smiled: "Oh? To drive my people out of the room and let them stay in the inn to be ridiculed, is it also called benevolence and justice? Well, I am a kind hearted person, and benevolence and justice are done once, now you get out My room, then kneel down and admit my mistake, and I will let you live."