"No!" Chen Ping roared heart-wrenchingly, trying to break free from Kong Zhang's shackles.

A destructive pain instantly hit his whole body. Wang Fei gritted his teeth, and beads of sweat the size of beans oozed out of his head. What's the point? Compared to the pain of despair when Bodhidharma opened his dark veins,

What is this pain? At most, it’s mosquitoes tickling it!

"Let's go." Wang Fei shook his body and reached out to pull Chen Ping over. He seemed to be able to fall down at any time, but even though he endured unimaginable pain, the smile on the corner of his mouth never disappeared. Wang Fei only

If he can still laugh, his fighting spirit will never be extinguished.

King Peng's eyes were a little confused. He had never seen anyone who could endure the pain of the real dragon dagger so easily.

As the owner of the True Dragon Dagger, he knew clearly that this was not a pain that humans could tolerate.

How tough is this young man's willpower?

"Brother, let's go." Wang Fei smiled and patted Chen Ping on the shoulder and walked out the door. Chen Ping, who was filled with tears, was silent for a while and glared at Kong Zhang fiercely. He swears, today's venue

We must find it back, even if we pay the price of our lives, we will do whatever we can. Old Man Kong must die!

"Wait for me." Wu Yan raised her foot and chased after her.

"Bitch, stop for me!" Xu Wen rushed over with a ferocious face and wanted to catch Wu Yan. King Peng kicked him and shouted angrily: "I haven't lost enough embarrassment yet?"

Xu Wen was as stupid as a chicken. Wang Fei had surrendered and admitted defeat. Why did his uncle have this attitude towards him? This is not right. He wanted to spread all his anger on Yun Zi, but turned around and found that Yun Zi was already in tears.

Her face was full. In addition to despair, she was also despair. Xu Wen suddenly felt that his heart was hurting. He didn't know why he felt this way, which made him even more depressed.

On the corridor of KTV, there were gangsters carrying guys standing, one by one, holding their heads raised and glaring at each other.

Wang Fei took the two of them to strode through the gangsters without blinking.

The pain in his heart, the pain in his body, the pain in his soul made him want to go crazy, want to kill, and want to smell the blood. Fortunately, no one took action. If a little gangster gets in trouble at this time, he will immediately be excited.

Killing. Even if he sacrifices his life, he will definitely make this KTV dye bloody.

"Brother Fei." Standing on the crowded street, Chen Ping suppressed the emotions in his heart and clenched his fists and shouted slowly.

"Don't think so much." Wang Fei smiled forcibly: "You should do whatever you should do, it's best to make a pair, yes, loving. I feel a little uncomfortable, so go home first."

"Call me if you have something to do."

"I understand." Wang Fei didn't say anything anymore. Every time he said a word now, it was like rolling on the mountain of swords. It hurts, it hurts too much. He didn't want to wail and roll around on the street, and the real dragon dagger brought it.

He would rather endure the pain alone.

Looking at his departure back, Chen Ping squatted down, and tears finally couldn't help but flow.

Wu Yan put his hand on his shoulder and said leisurely: "Husband, you have a good brother."

"Well, he is indeed a good brother, the most reliable brother in the world, eh?" Chen Ping suddenly jumped up, his face twisted and shouted: "What did you call me just now?"

Looking at his crooked eyes and mouth slanted, Wu Yan smiled and said, "Big idiot."

"Damn, I'm not an idiot just now."

"It's just an idiot."

"No, no, you shout again, please, woo, for my life and death."

"Big, white, idiot!"

Wang Fei breathed a sigh of relief.

On the fourth day, the pain of the True Dragon Dagger finally subsided.

The cruel torture made him not even have the courage to recall. This kind of pain is simply not something that humans can tolerate. It could resist it two days ago. On the third day, the cells in his body seemed to be crazy and shattered wildly.

After that, every vein of his tendon seemed to be burned by someone in a fire, and then threw it into the ice layer of Antarctica for freezing.

On the third day, he had to escape into the mountains. He was afraid that staying in the house would break the entire building by the powerful airflow.

In the last hour of the third day, he was already on the verge of collapse. I believe that the pain of the True Dragon Dagger lasted for another half an hour, and he would explode and die. Fortunately, he survived. After the disaster, Wang Fei was very excited.

, This dagger is so domineering, will it be invincible in the world as a weapon? But when he took out the real dragon dagger to cherish it, the dagger broke into powder like lime.
Chapter completed!