Son-in-law From Dark World

At this moment, Qin Feng jumped onto the deck, took off his jacket and pants, and started twisting them.    

    

The women who came walked in and out walked around them with disdain. There was also Waiter, who had a good attitude and took the initiative to bring a towel over.    

    

"Oh, thank you. I don't need it."    

    

Qin Feng waved his hand and said to Waiter.    

    

However, Waiter acted as if he didn't hear anything. He overdid his enthusiasm and moved the towel in his hand over. It seemed like he was going to wipe the water stains on Qin Feng's hair.    

    

"I said no, are you f * * king deaf!?"    

    

Qin Feng let out an explosive sound as he swung his big foot and kicked the other party's chest.    

    

Boom!    

    

Waiter flew out and hit the wall. When he fell down, the knife under the towel was revealed.    

    

At that moment, a group of men and women in black uniforms with guns walked out and surrounded Qin Feng in an arc.    

    

Qin Feng began to put on his clothes as he was twisting his clothes. With just a glance, he started to put on his clothes and pants. It was cool and refreshing despite the sea breeze.    

    

"Pa Pa Pa!"    

    

A round of applause rang out, and immediately after, a middle-aged man in a gray Chinese tunic came out, smiling as he said, "Good skill, good intelligence, to be able to pass through two obstacles and board the ship. Participant # 9, you really are outstanding."    

    

After Qin Feng heard this, he felt that it was very ear-piercing. Was this guy mocking him?    

    

"You are the first person to use such an outstanding description to describe me as outstanding. You are the first to flatter me pretty well, and the first word I hear is the local style. You want to give me such a grand show to wash my face?"    

    

Qin Feng felt in his pocket and took out a crumpled plastic bag. After shaking the water, he took out the cigarette that had changed its shape and put it in his mouth. As the sea breeze was too strong, he approached a fierce man with a gun.    

    

He then lit up his cigarette and took a deep breath, using the man's body to protect himself from the wind.    

    

He acted very naturally, as if he had arrived at his own home. The people around him were all his subordinates.    

    

The fierce-looking man's hand constantly moved, the gun in his hand moving, aiming at his head.    

    

"I swear, I won't let anyone point a gun at my head again!"    

    

Qin Feng took a deep breath and exhaled the smoke. He didn't look at the fierce man, but at the man dressed in a Chinese tunic suit.    

    

"Haha, young man, I like your tone very much. How about this, you cheated and you boarded a ship in violation of the rules, and according to the rules, you should be directly eliminated. But right now, I'll give you a chance.    

    

Third Master Ang had a cigar in his mouth as he squinted his eyes.    

    

What he said at this moment was true. When he met a capable person, he would first throw out an olive branch to recruit them. If he agreed, then he would let them live.    

    

This was the way he always did things.    

    

The muzzle of the gun was still staring at Qin Feng's head. He carelessly touched his waist and took a step forward. A scarlet light streaked through the air without any sound, leaving behind a trail of blood.    

    

Three seconds later, the gun man's wrist turned blood-red. Then, the barrel of the gun fell onto the ground with blood spurting out of it. The man was kneeling on the ground and wailing in pain.    

    

The Red Dragon spun around in his hand rapidly like a spinning flame storm. Qin Feng was becoming more and more interested in the strength of the Red Dragon;    

    

This was a masterwork weapon!    

    

However, it depended on who it was used on. It was like a crow, the Red Dragon in his hands was simply an insult to him, a king level Red Dragon could not even bring him, a rookie contestant.    

    

That's right, to a certain extent, it was a saber carrying a person while a person was unable to control the saber.    

    

"Hur hur, have you already expressed your attitude?" Third Master Ang smiled coldly. He raised his hand and gave the order with a gentle wave of his hand, "Kill him!"    

    

Suddenly, a fire net interweaved and enveloped Qin Feng.    

    

He had thought that in the next second, the other party would be turned into a sieve. Who knew that after the gunfire, the other party would disappear.    

    

Third Master Ang frowned. There was no cover around, how could a person disappear?    

    

Just when he was surprised, the sound of gunfire rang out again. Immediately afterwards, he saw his subordinates being shot down one after another, and a bunch of bullets hitting the bottom of his feet.    

    

The terrifying bullet marks caused him to instinctively take a few steps back. When he raised his head again, all of his subordinates had already fallen to the ground. Only a single figure was walking towards him, wielding a short red blade.    

    

"Who the hell are you?"    

    

San Ye was alarmed as he did not expect the opponent's methods to be so powerful that they could counterattack under such circumstances. It seemed like only contestants 6 and 1 could do such a thing, this guy in front of him was definitely not mediocre.    

    

"You, Feng, have you heard of the Longhai?"    

    

Qin Feng laughed. His eyes moved and he threw the Red Dragon out, breaking the air. There was the sound of metal clashing and a burst of sparks, and a wine barrel exploding.    

    

The Red Dragon was stabbed into the steel board and the blade sank into it.    

    

Following which, two silhouettes could be seen walking over. They were short and about 130 centimeters. Both of them were wearing masks, with gold on the left and silver on the right.    

    

After the two figures walked over, Third Master Ang completely relaxed. The people that the vultures sent were all terrifying experts.    

    

At the same time, the stairs trembled. The Golden Lion was covered in blood as he ran up. At the first moment, his gaze fell on Qin Feng.    

    

"Whiz!"    

    

Behind him, the railing was grabbed by a big hand, which then bounced up like a gale. The gale also held the long sword in its mouth and stared at Qin Feng's back with a cold expression.    

    

At this moment, Third Master Ang took out his walkie-talkie and ordered with a smile, "Let's start with the third bet!"    

    

In the lobby of the third floor, all the rich and powerful businessmen were filled with joy as they watched the scene on the screen.    

    

Four of them surrounded number nine. Who would have thought that the second bloody round would turn out to be the third?    

    

Everyone was boiling with excitement. They all placed their bets crazily, No.9!    

    

The two mysterious dwarves, Gold and Silver, also made their bets. Many of them did not know of their strength and did not dare to place their bets lightly.    

    

But No.1 and No.9 had already occupied over half of the audience's bets. There were still many people watching. As long as the contestant did not die during the duel, they could all place their bets.    

    

So, the other half of the people    

    

He waited for the mysterious man with the gold and silver mask to make his move and observe the situation.    

    

As for Qin Feng, No.9 had long been neglected by everyone. He was the first one who was destined to die, and in their minds, he had already become a cannon fodder. If they were to fight, he would be dealt a fatal blow by four powerful opponents and would instantly die.