Before Wei Heng could react to what this man was going to do, he suddenly saw him move as fast as lightning, twisting and pinching his shoulders.
Immediately afterwards, an indescribable pain came, and Wei Heng's arm was instantly unable to move.
Ye Feng gave a hard kick to the heart, kicking out all the disgusting feeling he had felt before.
Wei Heng immediately felt a piercing pain in his shoulder blades.
The feeling was unbearable and he couldn't help but let out a pig-slaughtering howl.
Ye Feng just sat there watching leisurely and counting the time.
He casually took out the things in this person's space one by one.
This young master had some pretty good weapons and equipment. Ye Feng fiddled with them and took them without any psychological pressure.
He doesn't need it but can sell it for money.
He casually took out a beautiful little box.
He took a look at it and secretly clicked his tongue twice. This person had good taste. It was carved with patterns and inlaid with jade, just like a young girl's dressing box.
When I opened it, I saw that it was full of jewels and accessories. They looked exquisite and beautiful, and it was obvious that they were used to coax people.
Very good, I got it!
He sat next to the person, and when he heard the person's howling become less loud, he kicked him twice more.
He didn't stop until the man's throat was completely split and he lay there like a dead dog.
Unexpectedly, a foul smell came from here at this moment.
Ye Feng took a look and saw that the man's lower body was wet.
This is so fucking weak!
He stood up in disgust, found a pair of gloves from the space and put them on.
He squatted down, twisted and pushed with his hands, and reconnected Wei Heng's two arms.
"How's it going, Young Master Wei? Do you want to play another round?"
Seeing Wei Heng shrink and squirm, Ye Feng sneered.
"Let me tell you, I have plenty of ways to torture people.
"There's just a little girl in the room, so we don't want to make it too bloody. Haha, you should be thankful for that."
"Come on, if you think it's okay, let's stop talking nonsense and tell me what our relationship is."
Ye Feng sat back in his chair and stared at Wei Heng. His eyes were as sharp as a knife. His thin figure carried a bandit-like air, which was frightening.
Wei Heng was convinced and said, "Uh, half-brother..."
Ye Feng nodded, actually he was mentally prepared.
I just feel a little sad. Why are there so many half-brothers?
Not very friendly either.
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