Qin Feng was an arrogant man, and was so ridiculed by Song Ye that his face became a little angry, and he took 500,000 yuan of silver out of his arms and handed it to Song Ye: "There are 500,000 yuan here. You collect That's all for now! "

Song Kun couldn't help himself: "Hey, Brother Qin is really generous, six million two, you want to send me half a million?"

Qin Feng became more and more angry, staring coldly at Song Yan: "Huang Liang, don't be too much, and those who are interested will accept these two hundred fifty thousand two, otherwise, you can't even get one or two money!"

"What's wrong? I want to settle accounts!"

There was a bit of disdain in Song Yan's expression, and he immediately raised his arm and shouted, "Brothers, this surname Qin wants to rely on accounts, do you agree or disagree?"

"Grass, the president of the Shenwu Society just looks so embarrassed! It's so disappointing, I want to be there, no way!" Lin Yue shouted with a loud voice.

"Yes, shameless, **** shit will be better renamed Laizhehui!"

"Hey, you're born like a dog, but not so good!"

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A series of scoffing and ridicule sounded, making Qin Feng's face extremely ugly. At the same time, Lin Yue took a man and surrounded Qin Feng with right and wrong.

"Huang Liang, you can't do anything, you have to leave a little room for everything!" Qin Feng stared at Song Yan.

Song Yan swaggered: "Look at what you said, as if I didn't make sense, and debt repayment is justified. Qin Feng, I would like to ask you again, this money, are you still paying back?"

Speaking of this, Song Yan's eyes were a little bit more severe, making Qin Feng faintly afraid.

"What are you doing?"

At this moment, a cold drink came: "Only one of the fighters gathered in the Zongmen came to an end and expelled from the Zongmen!"

Then, he saw a middle-aged man wearing a black robe coming out from the crowd, his sharp eyes slowly glanced from Song Kun, Qin Feng and others.

"I've seen Deacon Luo!" Qin Feng quickly bent over and saluted.

"Meet Deacon Luo!" Cheng Yifei also hurried to salute.

This middle-aged man is Luo Xian, a deacon of the outside world, and possesses nine strengths of refining gas.

In the outer door, the door manager is the respect.

There is an elder under the director, and a deacon under the elder.

The general manager has an overview of the whole situation, and generally does not know too much about trivial matters, while the elder of the door is the head of each department, and the deacon is the clerk of the department, and this deacon Luo is the deacon of the law enforcement hall of the door.

This person is greedy for money, and he will report. Any outside student who offends him will be miserable. Therefore, many outside students are very afraid of this person.

Facing Qin Feng and Cheng Yifei's greetings, Luo Xian nodded lightly, raised his finger and pointed at Lin Yue and others: "Let me spread out!"

Lin Yue and others did not move and looked subconsciously at Song Yan.

"Everyone listens to Deacon Luo, spread out!" Song Yan sighed softly.

"Yes!"

Lin Yue and others quickly dispersed and stood behind Song Yi.

Seeing this, Deacon's eyes flashed a cold light: "I heard that there are some people gambling here, who said, what is going on?"

Hearing that, Song Ye was a little surprised, and secretly said that Deacon Luo came by chance, someone must have taken the matter to him.

Qin Feng took a step forward and said, "Deacon Luo, I know this, let me ...!"

"And slow!"

Song Su suddenly interrupted Qin Feng's words, then looked at Dearest Luo and said, "Dearest Luo, is it convenient to move? Disciples have something important to report to you!"

During the conversation, Song Yan deliberately turned his side, and then deliberately exposed the corner of the silver ticket in his sleeve.

Deacon Luo just wanted to speak and scold Song Ye, and suddenly, he noticed the stack of silver tickets in Song Ye's sleeve. He suddenly nodded: "Okay, I'd like to hear what matters to you. If you dare to tease me This deacon will condemn you! "

Song Yan smiled slightly: "Deacon Luo, please."

At the same time, Song Ye also gave Xiaohu a wink, and Xiaohu understood it, led someone to follow him, and formed a circle to block the sight of other outside students.

"Deacon Luo, this is a little bit of discipleship, and I hope to accept it!"

Song Yan took out 200,000 silver from his sleeve and offered it.

"Bold, you dare to bribe this deacon!" Deacon Luo sighed.

"How can this be considered a bribe, at best it is a small gift!" Song Yan smiled, and took out a hundred thousand silver tickets and added it!

Looking at the thick stack of silver tickets, Deacon's breathing was a little quick, and he calmly put away the silver ticket and said, "Since it is a small gift, the deacon has accepted it!"

"Thank Deacon Luo for giving face to his disciples!" Song Yan thanked him.

Dean Luo nodded proudly: "Good to say, good to say." But immediately, his face was just right: "I don't see today's things, don't make too much noise, and the things here are in the name My disciples informed me, hello! "

"Thank you Deacon for reminding me, disciples remember!"

"Huh!" Deacon Nod nodded again: "You are a fun guy, I'm leaving!"

"Congratulations Deacon Luo!"

Watching Luo Xian leave, Song Yan gradually sketched a slight sneer. The disciple inside the disciples, if not Chen Yan, was instructed by him, because when he was on the ring, he saw Chen standing outside the crowd. rock.

The departure of Deacon Luo makes Qin Feng and Cheng Yifei's complexion difficult to look.

Song Zheng walked back again, staring at the two with mischief: "Say, how can this silver be solved?"

In the face of Song Xuan's interrogation, Qin Feng's complexion became extremely gloomy: "I didn't open the handicap. If you want money, you can find the right and wrong. I will not accompany this matter, and leave!"

Cheng Yifei heard Qin Feng picking himself out, and his expression suddenly panicked: "Brother Qin, you can't control me, if I don't get your approval, I won't accept their money!"

Qin Feng sneered: "I asked you to take it? You are obviously greedy, well, I can't control this matter, you should consider it!"

Leaving a sentence, Qin Feng did not hesitate to ask for the right or wrong, and left.

Qin Feng didn't care about him, where did he go to get so much silver to compensate, thinking of this, there was a madness in Cheng Yifei's eyes, he pulled out his dagger sharply, stabbed his chest, and shouted: "Qin Feng, you villain who is not responsible, I will not let you go even if I am a ghost!"

Qin Feng and his followers turned back abruptly, just seeing the scene of suicide. Suddenly, his face became extremely ugly, especially those followers, who had flashed different colors in their eyes, and had some sympathy in their hearts.

After all, if it wasn't for Qin Feng's approval, Cheng Yifei would not have collected the money of Song Yun's group of people.

"Oh!"

Blood splattered, most people couldn't bear to twist their heads aside.

Just when everyone thought it was right or wrong, a furious voice sounded: "Grass, you idiot, thinking that you can't return the silver when you die, Master Ben won't let you do it!"

The crowd turned their heads curiously, but found that the dagger was caught in Huang Liang's hand, and blood continued to drip from his fist holding the dagger ...

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