Super Master

Elder Wei was kicked to the ground with a smile on his face as he coughed out blood continuously.    

"Yue Feng … "He might really be able to save us …"    

Old Wei said, his voice growing weaker and weaker.    

The look in Eighth Lord's eyes became more and more complicated.    

No matter what, he did not believe that Yue Feng had the power to rival Smiling Tiger.    

"Hahaha, a group of ignorant people. With Mr. Yue's strength, even my boss, Green Scorpion, admitted that he was inferior. Just you guys?"    

Smiling Tiger sneered twice and sent another punch towards Elder Wei's face.    

"Bam!"    

Elder Wei's face was covered in blood, but his mouth was still stammering.    

"Eighth Lord …" Call... Ask... "Yue Feng, come back …"    

Elder Wei directly said it was a 'request'.    

With that, Elder Wei fainted.    

Eighth Lord opened his eyes wider and wider as he watched Smiling Face Tiger walk towards him step by step. He took out his cell phone with a trembling hand and dialed Yue Feng's number.    

"Yue Feng … "Please come back and save us …"    

The Eighth Lord said.    

"Oh? What does that have to do with you? "    

Yue Feng said.    

"I can give you money... "I'll give you compensation …"    

The Eighth Lord said, but his voice began to tremble.    

Because, Smiling Tiger had already walked up to him.    

"Pah!"    

Smiling Tiger threw away the phone with one hand.    

"What is it? Now you know to regret it? "    

Smiling coldly, Tiger then stomped on Eighth Lord's chest.    

"Pfft!"    

A mouthful of fresh blood sprayed out onto Smiling Tiger's shoes.    

At the same time, the others from the Zeng family's property were all knocked to the ground, no longer able to fight back.    

"Hua Jingdong..." "You cripple, I'll remember you …"    

Cobra collapsed to the ground, his eyes still fixed on Hua Jingdong.    

If it weren't for Hua Jingdong's previous rude remarks, Yue Feng probably wouldn't have left.    

"Impossible …" "What you said is absolutely impossible …"    

Hua Jingdong mumbled, but at this moment, he had a knife held to his neck.    

"Eighth Lord, right? If you surrender to our Qing Gang and join us, we can spare your lives."    

Smiling Tiger sneered.    

He was also very happy in his heart. If these people didn't force Yue Feng to leave, he probably wouldn't have been so successful.    

"Tell me the truth, how strong is Yue Feng?"    

His voice sounded weak.    

"I'm in the middle stage, my boss is in the late stage, what do you think?"    

Smiling Tiger said.    

"Could he be at the peak of the hidden strength …"    

Eighth Lord's eyes widened.    

"That's enough. You can choose to surrender or die."    

Smiling Tiger said.    

The Eighth Lord looked at the bloodthirsty smile on the smiling tiger's face and felt endless regret.    

If Yue Feng really had the strength of the peak of the inner strength, then he had always underestimated Yue Feng.    

He had never imagined that one day, his life could only be saved by Yue Feng.    

"Good …" "I choose to surrender …"    

The Eighth Lord said, but his heart was filled with regret.    

"Very good, your choice is very wise."    

Then he turned around.    

"Did you all hear that? Your boss has surrendered to our Qing Gang and agreed to join our Qing Gang! "    

Smiling Tiger shouted.    

When the crowd heard this, they all felt despair.    

"Boss Ceng …"    

Cobra was helpless.    

"Little Snake..." "It's all our fault …"    

Zeng Da Fu's expression was extremely ugly. He was on the verge of crying.    

If he could still stand up right now, he would definitely slap Hua Jingdong right away.