1094: C1094 Too Cheap

C1094 Too Cheap

Lin Fei's body was still flying backwards like lightning.

Five seconds later.

Boom! *

Lin Fei's body fell onto a rock as big as a small mountain, turning this rock into thousands of small stones.

At this moment, Lin Fei was in a bad state.

He spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, and his palm was badly mutilated.

His internal organs seemed to have moved, and his arms were about to break.

The outcome of Lin Fei was within everyone's expectations.

Xu Qingsong, the number one expert of Yan Jing, was not someone that Lin Fei could defeat?

As for people, they must know their limits, know how to move forward or retreat, and recognize how much they have.

If he couldn't do this.

Lin Fei was a living example.

Xu Qingsong slowly landed on the ground and took a deep look at the spot where Lin Fei had fallen.

As Xu Qingsong withdrew his hand, those spectators not far away finally stood up from the ground.

The cultivators of the Zhao Family all felt much better.

As they looked at Xu Qingsong, their eyes were filled with deep dread.

A cultivator at the ninth level of the Profound Realm was too terrifying.

Ordinary people wouldn't be able to take this move.

The Zhao Family's door was restless.

"Lin Fei should be dead. As expected, Lin Fei was unable to withstand a single blow from Xu Qingsong."

"Xu Qingsong contributed a lot to the Zhao Family being able to become the biggest family in Beijing."

"In Beijing, no matter who you mess with, do not mess with the Yan Jing Zhao family, because if you mess with the Zhao family, you will end up like Lin Fei."

"..."

"Elder Xu, your palm couldn't have killed that bastard Lin Fei, right?" The Patriarch of Zhao Family couldn't help but start worrying.

He wanted to grind Lin Fei's bones and scatter his ashes.

But before that, he still wanted Lin Fei to experience the feeling of wanting him to die rather than live.

He hated Lin Fei too much.

Lin Fei had killed his eldest son, Zhao Bo. This caused him to hate Lin Fei to the core.

Lin Fei even told him that his son deserved to die.

Lin Fei was simply unforgivable!

"Dead." Xu Qingsong slowly closed his eyes as he spoke in a deep voice.1

"Elder Xu, didn't I tell you not to kill Lin Fei?" Zhao Hong became anxious and complained.

In Zhao Hongzhen's view, it was too easy for Lin Fei to die.

Suddenly.

Zhao Hongzhen thought of Lin Fei's family.

Since Lin Fei allowed him to experience the pain of losing his family.

In that case, he would not let Lin Fei's family off either.

Deep in his heart, Zhao Hongzhen had already made up his mind. He would definitely exterminate all of Lin Fei's family members.

"Lin Fei, if you die, I won't let your family off." Zhao Hongzhen shouted with blood-red eyes.

In Zhao Hongzhen's eyes, all the families of Lin Fei could not compare to his son Zhao Bo.

To one side, Ding Li was laughing so hard that his mouth was unable to close. He had already decided to have his son, Ding Ming, take care of Lin Fei's sister, Lin Qing`er …

Lin Fei was already dead.

There was no difference between Lin Fei's family and the meat on the chopping block.

However, what Ding Liqiang did not know was that his son, Ding Mingming, had already been tortured to death by Lin Fei.

"Patriarch, I have a presumptuous request." Ding Liqiang walked in front of Zhao Hongzhen and said with a smile.

His voice was full of respect.

Standing in front of Zhao Hongzhen, he lowered himself very, very much.

To put it nicely, he was the senior consultant who was making money for the Zhao family in Beijing.

To put it bluntly, he was a dog from the Zhao family in Beijing.

However, he was happy to be a dog of the Zhao family in Beijing.

The identity of a dog in Beijing was much more noble than many big shots.

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