Xiao Kun originally thought that he was hiding in the black market and that the people from Beijifeng would not find him so quickly.

Relax your vigilance for a moment and get drunk.

When Nie Feng and he broke in, he didn't even have the strength to basically resist.

Everything came too suddenly.

After he was caught, he was locked in the basement with Guishou

Two iron hooks, thicker than their wrists, passed directly through his chest and exposed them to the air.

The swollen cheekbones covered the original eyes, and the face that could no longer be seen was bleeding from time to time.

That tragic situation makes one imagine what kind of torture he suffered before.

Accompanied by a foul odor in the air, the thick blood mixed with the smell of urine or something, the blood and disgusting smell spread throughout the darkroom.

Even Xiao Kun, who had lived in blood for many years, shivered without realizing it, his stomach was churning so hard that even the last bit of drunkenness disappeared and disappeared.

He suddenly woke up, squinted his eyes and looked at Nie Feng beside him, and then looked at the ghost head.

Xiao Kun shouted.

.

I saw the ghost head hanging in the air by an iron hook.

I saw that the fingers of the ghost head moved slightly.

If it weren't for this action, Xiao Kun would have thought he was dead.

"He is not dead yet, but... it's almost done." A ghostly voice suddenly sounded.

Before seeing the person, I heard the sound of him first.

With a powerful footstep, Xiao Kun turned around and saw a man like Hell Shura appear in front of him.

Because she woke up from the drunkenness, Xiao Kun put away his fear just now.

Seeing Bei Jifeng's eyes became gloomy.

It also has a little fun.

Beijifeng also saw it.

His gloomy face, the back of his hand with blue veins bursting, had already revealed his anger at this moment.

When he saw him, he remembered the scene of Gu Nan falling from the sky.

I wish I could dismantle him now.

Xiao Kun looked at Bei Jifeng and wanted to peel himself up. He curled his lips and smiled, spreading his hands and said, "Even if you catch me, your beloved woman can't survive. With her back, I feel so lucky..."

"Bang--"

Nie Fengleng accidentally gave him an uppercut, then kicked his leg, hitting him in the knee.

Xiao Kun was forced to kneel on the ground.

"Ph..." Xiao Kun stretched out his thumb to wipe off the blood that was overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

The sudden poisonous look stared at Bei Jifeng with provocativeness, and even the end of his eyes did not give Nie Feng a single eye.

It was as if he was not qualified to touch himself at all.

Xiao Kun suddenly laughed.

"After all, you have to thank me, why did you treat your benefactor like this?"

Hearing the sound, Beijifeng untied the cuffs on both sides, like the God who dominated life, looking down at the person kneeling in front of him.

"Tell me, how do I thank you? You killed my woman and want me to thank you. It's great to make math arithmetic? Do you want me to teach you how to calculate?"

Without anything he said, Nie Feng grabbed his collar directly from the ground, lifted him up, and punched him several times in the abdomen.

Xiao Kun even smiled grimly without saying a word.

"Do you think you recognize the thief as your father?"

Hearing his words, Beiji Feng narrowed his eyes.

Xiao Kun continued, "Don't you want to know who did your mother's death back then?"
Chapter completed!