Vol 2 Chapter 149: Do you want to be like him?

Looking at it this way, the bones in Lin Feng's arm should have been smashed to pieces. Tsukishima Hidekuro's expression eased, and it seemed that Shiojigawara had won the battle.
"Unexpectedly, you dared to hold my fist," Shio Heyuan sneered looking at Lin Feng's motionless face, "How about it, your hands should have been abandoned?"
Lion Kawara's punch was enough to interrupt a two-person thick tree. In his eyes, Lin Feng had already lost his pain, because his hand was completely abolished!
Seeing both Tsukishima Hidekuro and Lion Kawara looking at him with a kind of victory ticket in their hands, Lin Feng smiled coldly, then lowered his head.
"Whose hand has been scrapped..."
Lin Feng grasped Lion Kawara's hand and suddenly squeezed it tightly. All the bones inside Lion Kawara's hand that was pinched by Lin Feng were crushed!
"what!"
Lion Kawara's hand twitched with pain, and the other hand mark could not help but slapped towards Lin Feng's face.
With a "pop", Lion Kawara's other hand was also firmly grasped by Lin Feng.
"This person, how come!"
Tsukishima Hidekuro couldn't help being surprised. He didn't expect Lin Feng to be able to give Lion Kawara's fist to the next. Not only that, even Shio Kawara's hands fell into Lin Feng's hands.
"You let me go!"
Lion Kawara roared, his fist was his weapon. One of his hands had been squeezed by Lin Feng. If the other hand was hurt again, he would no longer be able to follow in the moon as a performer. Mr. Hidekuro Shima is by his side.
Thinking of this, Shizi Heyuan kicked Lin Feng's crotch.
"Wow! It's really vicious to be so sultry."
Lin Feng kicked out and kicked the lion Kawara's foot away. With a harder hand on the other hand, the sound of the bone being crushed immediately came out.
"what!"
At this moment, Lion Kawara's hands were really squeezed, and even if he repaired his fist in the future, there was no possibility of another violent punch.
"You bastard! I want to die with you!"
Shizi Heyuan couldn't stop the anger in his heart, and like a wild dog, he bit towards Lin Feng's face.
What makes him most angry is not that his fist has lost its function, but that he can no longer serve Tsukishima Hidekuro!
"Kawara!"
Tsukishima Hidekuro drew his sword and rushed towards Lin Feng quickly. Suddenly he saw Lin Feng's hand move and his footsteps stopped immediately.
There was a huge "bang" sound, and Lin Feng pressed Shizi Heyuan's head and hit the ground directly. Shizi Heyuan's entire head was buried in it, like a green onion, and he could not move.
"Do you want to be like him?"
Lin Feng's smile was full of sub-freezing cold. From Tsukishima Hidekuro's eyes, his smile seemed more evil than his own.
Now he has no thoughts to take care of Shizi Heyuan for the time being, and even whether he can escape from Lin Feng's hands is a question.
"What the did you come to me for?"
Tsukishima Hidekuro put his samurai sword across his chest and made a protective posture, ready for Lin Feng's attack at any time.
It's just that Lin Feng didn't make another move. Instead, he looked at Tsukishima Hidekuro again, and said in a dazed manner: "Now, finally, no one can interrupt our conversation."
Tsukishima Hidekuro's eyes narrowed slightly, wondering what exactly Lin Feng was fighting for.
"Hey, I ask you, do you want to mess with me?" Lin Feng asked.
"Fuck with you?"
Tsukishima Hidekuro's eyes opened, and he didn't expect Lin Feng to say such a thing to him.
Lin Feng is a of death, and he is a performer, the two are not in touch at all, right? Although there is also the saying that acting as the of death, I am afraid that Jing Lingting will no longer believe them, who are full of manifestations, right?
"You're not wrong? You want me to mix with you?" Tsukishima Hidekuro sneered and looked at Lin Feng, "How could we mix together?"
"Why not?" Lin Feng asked back.
Tsukishima Hidekuro pointed to his captain Haori and said, "Obviously, you are a of death, and you are also a captain."
"What's the matter with this."
Lin Feng waved his hand, and his death tyrant immediately turned into a costume exactly like that of Tsukishima Hidekuro. His eyelids were so scared that he couldn't stop jumping.
"Clothes are just clothes, not people's signs."
Lin Feng's soft words immediately made Tsukishima Hidekuro back to his senses.
"You... are not the of death?"
Tsukishima Hidekuro wiped his eyes. Could it be that he had misread him? Lin Feng's clothes would have changed.
"I am a of death, and I am not a of death either," Lin Feng suddenly appeared behind Tsukishima Hidekuro like a ghost, spit out a word into his ear, "It depends on what you think."
Tsukishima Hidekuro's body seemed to be blocked by ice, when did Lin Feng appear behind him, and what did he mean by what he said?
Lin Feng, is he a of death?
Tsukishima Hidekuro tried hard to put this idea behind him, and looked at Lin Feng again and asked, "I don't care who you are, but you hurt Kawara, I won't mix with you!"
"is it?"
Lin Feng was not angry. He just walked around in front of Tsukishima Hidekuro, then looked up at him and smiled: "If you don't mess with me, you are not afraid of more people being hurt? For example... I?"
Tsukishima Hidekuro's hand shook, and as expected, Lin Feng came towards Yincheng Kongwu.
"Do you think I will be intimidated by you?"
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