Chapter 182 Different Situation, Different Choices

Looking for trouble? ?

Cook a whole menu and get 10 portions of each dish.

This was definitely looking for trouble. The beautiful waiter's face suddenly turned pale with fright, and she didn't know how to deal with the matter in front of her.

"Yang Feng?"

Ding Longyun looked at the face of his old friend and suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of strangeness.

gap.

There is a natural gap between the two, as if they live in two completely different worlds.

Ice cold.

cruel.

There is no doubt about it.

Yang Feng's whole body exuded a disturbing aura, which oppressed the others and made them unable to breathe.

Su Manman and Long Er, who rarely spoke to each other, were not relatives and friends of Yang Feng at all, but loyal slave servants, murderous weapons that obeyed any order.

"hehe."

"That's it, right?"

A man with tattoos on his arms and several subordinates approached the private room with an arrogant expression.

The man's figure was very special, his waist showed a special kind of flexibility, his eyes were sinister and vicious like snakes, and he would occasionally spit out snake letters when he spoke.

Snake teeth.

This is his nickname. He is the second-in-command of the Venomous Python Gang. He underwent genetic programming surgery and became an evolver while inheriting some of the characteristics of the Venomous Snake.

"Ten portions of each dish came, and I heard them all."

"Looking for trouble, right?"

"Today I want to see who is so arrogant in the Poison Python Gang's territory..."

Snake Ya took his little brother, pushed open the door of the box, moved his finger forward, and swept through everyone one by one.

suddenly.

When Sheya's finger turned towards Yang Feng, a burst of white mist suddenly passed by.

Poof.

A strip flew out while spinning, followed by a spray of dark red liquid, and Snake Ya's entire arm was cut off by Long Er.

Tyrants cannot be humiliated.

An arm, just a warning.

Long Er has been patient for a long time, forget about old friends like Ding Longyun, but a little boss who appeared out of nowhere in front of him dares to despise the tyrant? ?

"My hand...my hand..."

Snake Ya's eyes widened, his sinister eyes full of disbelief.

Didn't see it clearly! !

Snake Ya didn't see the opponent's movements clearly at all, and cut off his own arm in an instant, without even catching an afterimage.

Dimensionality reduction strikes.

Long Er followed the tyrant and wandered in the most dangerous cutting-edge areas of the city. He experienced countless battles of life and death and evolved again and again.

To the tyrants, the evolvers in the city are simply flowers in the greenhouse.

Confused.

Snake Ya and many of his subordinates all showed panicked eyes.

The flowers in the greenhouse still had too little combat experience. Their first reaction was not to fight back, but to get into a mess.

other side.

Yang Feng didn't say a word, but raised his finger slightly and made a slight stroke to the side.

kill! !

Too noisy.

Too noisy.

Long Er's turbid and numb eyes flashed with a cold and sharp killing intent. He held two white short blades in his hands and rushed to everyone's side in an instant.

Puff puff puff.

The blood seals the throat, the knife is deadly, and the sound of tearing is endless.

The mist blade in the dragon's hands easily cut through everyone's throats, neck arteries, armpit arteries, and thigh arteries...

Other than the Mist Blade, no other fog abilities are even used.

Long Er passed through the panicked eyes for a few seconds, then turned into an afterimage and returned to Yang Feng.

moment.

Blood bursts.

Everyone's severed arteries burst into blood almost at the same time, completely dyeing the corridor outside the box a bright red color.

"Yeah yeah yeah!!"

Several beautiful waiters, who had never seen such a scene before, were so frightened that their faces turned pale, and they collapsed on the ground and shivered.

"This...this..."

Also frightened was Ding Longyun in the box.

The leader of the Poisonous Python Gang was killed so easily? ?

A blatant murder, and it was still within the Sihai Hotel. The backgrounds of the big bosses were getting deeper and deeper, and they had caused a big trouble! !

"It's over!"

"We're in big trouble."

Ding Longyun was confused. He stood up and took a look outside, his pupils shaking like an earthquake.

"This is Snake Fang...the second in command of the Poisonous Python Gang..."

"Yang Feng, let's retreat quickly."

"The water here is very deep, and you can't afford to mess with those big guys."

The vision is different.

The pattern is different.

In Ding Longyun's world, the high-ranking bosses should never be offended.

If you offend, your family will be ruined.

If you offend, you will be beaten into a disability.

If you are offended, you will disappear inexplicably.

Officials protect each other and collude with each other.

Whether they are extremely wealthy apocalyptic businessmen or the top bosses of underground forces, most of them have connections with upper-level officials.

No matter how strong one person is, can he be stronger than the entire shelter?

No matter how powerful one person is, can he be bigger than the entire Panlong Base?

In Ding Longyun's vision, there are some people who are destined not to be messed with, regardless of their strength, just because they are in different circles.

"If you're scared, you can go first."

"Our friendship shouldn't be that deep."

There was a little more indifference in Yang Feng's voice, a look that was neither happy nor sad, and it was quite calm, as if the mountain had collapsed but his expression remained unchanged.

How to choose?

Ding Longyun glanced at Yang Feng, and then at the Sheya people lying in a pool of blood.

Old friends are precious.

Friendship is priceless.

But.

Is it worth it if I have to sacrifice my life?

Is it worth sacrificing my life for a moment of brotherhood?

If you think about it carefully, the few people are not very familiar with each other, and there is no life-and-death friendship. There is no need to hold on, right?

"Sorry."

"This matter is too big, I really can't take it."

Ding Longyun's eyes flashed with a trace of apology. As a captain of the guard team, the best choice is to withdraw now.

"Sorry!"

Ding Longyun clenched his fists in shame, left an apology, turned around and left downstairs.

"Tsk tsk tsk."

Su Manman was shocked, leaned out to look at Ding Longyun's leaving figure, shook her head and sighed: "It's a pity, this person has a good character, but he can't bear the pressure."

Obviously.

Ding Longyun missed a great opportunity.

He is an old friend of Tyrant Yang Feng, and he makes a good impression.

If he can hold on to Tyrant's big and thick legs, his future development will definitely be much better than now.

"Everyone has his own choice."

"It may not be a bad thing for Ding Longyun to stay away from us."

"Ordinary people should live in the way of ordinary people, which is the most suitable for them."

Yang Feng opened the window next to him and looked down from the second floor. He happened to see Ding Longyun's back, looking a little lonely.

Ding Longyun walked a few steps, but wandered around the corner uneasily, revealing a guilty look, and stopped to stare at the direction of the gate of Sihai Hotel.

Hesitant.

This is also the normal state of ordinary people.

Yang Feng retracted his gaze, and did not intend to give up, but tapped on the table with his fingers.

"It's time to serve the dishes."

"Hurry up."