Recast youth

Chapter 352
Liu Zhengping's appearance is very distinctive.

He has high cheekbones, a Chinese-shaped face, and small eyes. When he squints, he emits a dangerous light.

As for Feng Zheng’s skills?
Feng Sande smiled and then took out a cigarette. It was the soft Chinese that Ye Feng had given him before. He had not finished smoking it. Normally he would not bear to smoke it. He touched Ye Feng and Shen Yu and scattered the cigarette for them.

Ye Feng didn't have the energy to smoke.

Shen Yu was dumbfounded. Before he understood what was going on, the two sides started fighting head-on. He never expected that Feng Zheng, who seemed to be honest and honest, could be so powerful.

The flat-headed man opposite is also very fierce.

At this moment, except for Feng Sande, Shen Yu and Ye Feng suddenly became nervous, because Feng Zheng suffered a sudden loss, and one of his arms was suddenly taken off by the crew-cut man opposite.

It hung down softly.

Although the flat-headed man was kicked by Feng Zheng because of this, at least his limbs were intact.

Shen Yu became nervous.

Ye Feng even wanted to call Chen Mengjie to call all the people from the security department. He was determined today. No matter what, he must press down Liu Zhengping's head!

But Feng Sande held Ye Feng down. He bent his waist and smoked in a humble posture. He held the cigarette between his thumb and middle finger and said, "Don't rush to blow the whistle to call people. Boss, please be patient and wait." Look, look again.”

Feng Sande said with a wink.

Liu Zhengping was a practical person and never had a soft heart. If he had been soft-hearted, he would have died in the great famine that year, so even though he was kicked by Feng Zheng, he could not breathe.

But Liu Zhengping still rushed towards Feng Zheng in one breath.

Straight line distance.

Without too much probing, he punched Feng Zheng in the chest. However, at this moment, he saw a mocking look in the eyes of the big man who had been indifferent from beginning to end.

In an instant, there was a clicking sound, and at the same time, Feng Zheng's dislocated arm was intact as before. Then he let Liu Zhengping punch him in the chest, raised one hand, and suddenly reached for Liu Zhengping's throat!

Liu Zhengping's face turned cold, and he raised his knees to Feng Zheng's crotch. However, before he could raise his knees, Feng Zheng kicked his calf with a cunning low leg. His whole body was tilted forward by the kick. .

Severe pain in the calf!
Then a shadow flashed in front of Liu Zhengping's eyes, and Feng Zheng's throat was clasped by Feng Zheng's iron-like palms, and then the fierce man who left Ye Feng unable to fight back last night and was so arrogant that he wanted to break Ye Feng's limbs was violently killed. It's lifted in mid-air!
Liu Zhengping's eyes widened angrily, and he held Feng Zheng's arm tightly, trying to use it as a point of support to give Feng Zheng a slap in the face.

But just when he was about to make a move, a chill instantly rose from the bottom of his heart, his throat was suddenly tightened, and he could clearly feel the opponent's thumb and index finger tightening suddenly.

It seemed as if the man in front of him could squeeze his throat with just a little force of his fingers.

Feng Zheng's eyes were like those of an owl. He grabbed Liu Zhengping's throat and lifted him up little by little with one hand. His arm strength was so terrifying that Liu Zhengping could only be hung in the air without any resistance.

Feet off the ground.

His face flushed.

His figure suspended in mid-air and Feng Zheng standing on the ground carrying a man with one hand undoubtedly created an extremely rough and shocking picture.

"Who do you think you are messing with?" Feng Zheng looked at Liu Zhengping with a trace of ridicule in his eyes, and then let go of his hand and let Liu Zhengping fall to the ground. But before Liu Zhengping could mop the floor, Feng Zheng suddenly Lift your legs like that.

A straight kick!
The ultimate withdrawal, and then the ultimate kick!

The next moment, Liu Zhengping was like an arrow shot by Feng Zheng with a Mongolian bow. He flew backwards three to four meters away and lay on the ground holding his stomach. His face was twisted and his body was trembling.

Uncontrollable trembling!
The pain is unbearable!

……

Ye Feng stared at this scene blankly. He knew that Feng Zheng was powerful, but he never thought that Feng Zheng was so powerful. It was a complete mess, not just Ye Feng.

Shen Yu also looked at it with blood boiling all over and a dull look on his face.

Feng Sande bared his teeth and bit the cigarette butt with his teeth, then held his middle part with both hands, then held the cigarette with his hands again, and praised Feng Zheng for the first time: "Not bad, you bitch, I finally didn't lose you." Third Master’s face.”

Feng Zheng had no reaction.

"Third Master is praising you. What do you mean by having such a fucking face? Why can't you show some excitement?"

Feng Sande was angry, holding a cigarette, and went up to give Feng Zheng a kick.

"It's really cheap. I don't have a long memory. I insist on getting angry at Third Master." Feng Sande said with a master's style behind his back with one hand, but he quickly broke through and became proud of himself.

Ye Feng was accustomed to the way the uncle and nephew got along, but Shen Yu was frightened when he saw it. He saw Feng Zheng's fierceness and was afraid that Feng Zheng would get angry and twist Feng Sande's head.

But what surprised Shen Yu was that Feng Zheng was kicked by Feng Sande. As if he had suffered internal injuries, he immediately limped up and came back dragging his legs.

Shen Yu looked at the triumphant Feng Sande with suspicion. Could it be that this old prostitute was a hidden master?

Ye Feng took a deep breath and walked towards Liu Zhengping, a Korean, but did not get closer. He was about three meters away and looked at Liu Zhengping, whose face was twisted in pain.

After thinking about it, Ye Feng didn't know what harsh words to say.

Ye Feng turned around and asked Feng Sande if he had anything harsh to say now. Feng Sande came over immediately, pinched his waist and pointed at Liu Zhengping: "Don't be too crazy, you stinky brat. If you walk too much at night, you will encounter ghosts sooner or later. No, you met a dog, you know! I can’t beat you to death, you little bastard!"

Liu Zhengping stared at Feng Sande fiercely, really wanting to kill this noisy man.

But Feng Zheng looked at Liu Zhengping from a distance, his posture was like a tiger grabbing a bad wolf back and letting the cubs play with it. Once the hungry wolf showed the intention of counterattack, he would come over and cut the backbone of the bad wolf. They were all trampled to pieces!
At this time, Kong Zhong got out of the car. Not only did he get off, but the driver who always sat in the car also got off. He was a middle-aged man who was not tall, only about 1.7 meters tall.

The body is shaped like a gun.

Kong Zhong had a strong aura. Instead of curling up on the ground, Liu Zhengping smiled calmly at Ye Feng and said, "Have you finished venting your anger? Let's talk."

Ye Feng was also waiting for the real owner to get off the car.

He nodded to Kong Zhong, and then led Kong Zhong towards the "Lanshan Sports Hall". When he entered, Kong Zhong leisurely admired the frame and supporting facilities of the sports hall.

(End of this chapter)