The Super Special Forces King

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boom!

It was like a horrible movement from a bomb explosion, followed by a sore sound of'creaking'.

The entire door was torn from the door frame by Zhang Feng with an angry foot, and slapped it on the ground with a'pop'!

The little brother Mao Shao in the room who had raised his head slightly, was frightened by the horrible movement and suddenly wilted!

He looked towards the door and saw no one, only a dark shadow.

Immediately afterwards, his face was in intimate and brief contact with the sole of a 43-yard shoe.

The body flew upside down like a broken kite until its back hit the wall and stopped.

There were clear shoe prints on Mao Shao's face. The nosebleeds of Han Han spewed out from the broken nose bridge, and the two front teeth no longer knew where they were flying.

He slipped along the wall and sat on the ground, Mao Shao's head drooped to one of his shoulders, and he was unconscious.

Looking towards the luxurious bed, Zhang Feng seemed to have forgotten to breathe.

The coat was scattered on the side, wearing only underwear all over his body, his perfect body was exposed, like the most perfect artwork of heaven.

Without being attacked, Zhang Feng had an urge to get a nosebleed.

Quickly shook his head and ran out of these jumbled thoughts, silently thinking of seeing no evil, seeing no evil, his eyes still couldn't help but peek over.

Picking up the windbreaker scattered on the side and wrapping Hu Xinting's perfect body outside, covering the beautiful spring scenery, Zhang Feng felt that he could breathe.

Crossing his fingers, moving his fingers to make a light "kaka" sound, Zhang Feng walked towards the unconscious Mao Shao.

There was sarcasm in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth sneered, "Do you think you can escape by pretending to be unconscious? A joke!"

Shao Mao didn't respond, his head was still drooping.

The smile on Zhang Feng's face is even thicker. It seems that Shao Mao is not stupid enough, and he knows that he is pretending to be unconscious!

What he is best at is'pretend to be crazy and sell stupid', he is now playing a big sword in front of Guan Gong!

He walked over and said softly, "Mao Shao, right? Do you know what I was thinking on the way to chase?"

"If you dare to move a strand of Hu Xinting's hair, I will twist your bones inch by inch. Now that you obviously moved, then I will do what I say!"

Raised his foot and rubbed it mercilessly on Mao Shao's fingers!

"Ah--" a heart-piercing scream came from Mao Shao's throat.

Don't say that he was pretending to be in a coma, even if he really got mixed up, the pain of his ten fingers made him sober.

"You let me go, ah! My father won't let you go, I will kill you!" Mao Xiaorui roared.

"Don't let me go? Kill me?" Zhang Feng sarcastically said: "Are you a pig brain? You should beg for mercy now instead of threatening, you know? You said I heard your threats, afraid that you would really retaliate against me, Will it kill people?"

"I'll kill you now, and then as soon as I'm gone, guess if your father can find me?" Don't say anything, Zhang Feng continued to squeeze the soles of his shoes. Every time he squeezed, Mao Xiaorui made a scream higher than a scream. .

"You dare not kill me! If you kill me, my father will already kill your family!" Mao Xiaorui did not have the consciousness of begging for mercy and was still threatening.

Zhang Feng's expression became colder and colder. He had really moved to Mao Xiaorui's murderous intentions, saying every word: "Although I have no relatives, I will never allow others to threaten me like this! You go to die... Go!"

Clenched into a fist, banged, waving and thinking of Mao Xiaorui's throat smashed!

As long as this punch hits it firmly, it will directly smash the Adam's apple and block the trachea, and Mao Xiaorui will die.

"No...Yes!" A weak but extremely firm voice sounded behind Zhang Feng.

Hearing that, Zhang Feng felt soft, he really couldn't refuse any request of the voice master!

It was too late to close the fist, so the fist slammed into the wind and hit the wall fiercely!

boom.

The wall peeling, blood fell on the wall.

Zhang Feng slowly retracted his fist, trembling slightly and inserted it into his trouser pocket.

At the moment, Mao Xiaorui felt that life no longer belonged to him. He knew that if Hu Xinting hadn't spoken, his life would have been lost under the fist of this cruel man.

After taking a sigh of relief, the tight bladder couldn't be stretched anymore, a stream of heat gushed out from the crotch, and the smell of fishy smell diffused and filled the room.

Looking back at Hu Xinting, the latter struggled to sit up from the bed.

"Take me out of here!" said softly.

Zhang Feng was already lowering his head, covering his face with the brim of his hat, walked over, put her on his back, and walked towards the outside of the villa.

When he walked to the door, Zhang Feng turned his head slightly, and cast a vicious look at Mao Xiaorui who was scared of urinary incontinence, full of threats.

"Lucky for you this time, if there is another time, I promise to twist your head off as a chamber pot!" Zhang Feng walked out of the villa with Hu Xinting on his back, leaving cold words!

The two groups softly touched Zhang Feng's back, but there was no blasphemous thought in his mind.

"I'll send you back to the dormitory." Zhang Feng lowered his voice, making his voice deeper.

"If I go back to the dormitory and be seen in this way, I may still have some rumors in the school tomorrow. Although I don't care about other people's opinions, after all I am a girl, I still have to consider my own reputation." Before Jin, her voice was extremely weak.

Zhang Feng's heart was so painful that Mao Xiaorui did it all. It would be too cheap to let him go today.

"Send me to the hotel!"

Hearing this, Zhang Feng swallowed fiercely, and in his head he couldn't help but imagine the picture of a lone man and a widow in the same room in the middle of the night.

After walking about five kilometers with Hu Xinting on his back, he saw a small hotel. He paid double the price to prevent the other party from checking his ID. Zhang Feng went upstairs and walked into the room under the ambiguous eyes of the proprietress.

Putting Hu Xinting on the bed gently, Zhang Feng still kept his head down.

"No need to hide, I know who you are." Hu Xinting said with a faint smile on her face.

Zhang Feng didn't look up. He didn't want Hu Xinting to know himself, so he didn't look up, and he changed his voice when he spoke.

In such a beautiful section as the hero saves the United States, the male protagonist should have a strong and powerful appearance, rather than being so ordinary and embarrassing.

"Zhang Feng! Thank you for saving me!" Hu Xinting asked softly.

Now that his identity has been completely punctured, Zhang Feng has no need to conceal it anymore, taking off the peaked cap from his head.

"Come here!" Hu Xinting said again.

Hearing this, Zhang Feng walked over!

Hu Xinting reached out and grabbed Zhang Feng's wrist, and pulled out his hand that had been in his pocket.