No.1 Conceited Son-in-law

"Brother, you want to kill me, now ask me what?"    

Qin Tian laughed in frustration.    

This old dog, Feng Zhiyuan, wanted to kill Qin Tian.    

However, he suddenly realized that Qin Tian's strength was even stronger than his.    

The old dog instantly panicked and wanted to beg for mercy.    

It was fine if he was begging, but the problem was that he was begging.    

It was like he was ordering Qin Tian to eat a meal.    

It was as if Qin Tian was begging for mercy.    

"Qin Tian."    

"Don't go too far."    

"Your strength is indeed slightly higher than mine."    

"But if you really do go all out, you won't be able to live either."    

"There are existences stronger than me in my Feng Family."    

"Don't think that you can make an enemy out of my Feng Family just with your status as a pawnbroker."    

Feng Zhiyuan threatened angrily.    

Qin Tian's sarcastic words were unbearable to Feng Zhiyuan.    

For a long time, as a Feng Family user, Martial Arts Grandmaster, Feng Zhiyuan completely held a haughty attitude.    

He had never been ridiculed or humiliated before.    

Feng Zhiyuan couldn't stand being ridiculed and insulted by a member of the junior generation.    

Even though Feng Zhiyuan knew he was not as good as Qin Tian, he still wanted to fight Qin Tian to the bitter end.    

With such a tough mouth, Feng Zhiyuan really didn't want to fight to the death with Qin Tian.    

Zhao Family and the others heard Feng Zhiyuan say that his strength was inferior to Qin Tian's.    

This directly frightened Zhao Family and the rest of the people with their faces full of fear.    

The others couldn't help backing away a bit. They were ready to run away at any moment.    

"There is indeed someone stronger than you in your Feng Family."    

"But, so what?"    

Qin Tian asked back with a sneer.    

"Treat Feng Family as your mortal enemy."    

"To be honest."    

"Your Feng Family, I have never even taken a single glance."    

"Also, I am especially annoyed with your Feng Family."    

Qin Tian's face was cold.    

Because Qin Tian recalled that the old lady from the Gu family was also a member of the Feng Family.    

"Bro, let me send you on your way."    

Qin Tian pointed with one hand.    

A thread condensed from inner strength appeared on his fingertip.    

Qin Tian's move was exactly the same as Feng Zhiyuan's move.    

However, the thread formed by Qin Tian's inner strength was much sharper and more terrifying.    

Feng Zhiyuan only felt a white light enter between his eyebrows.    

In the next moment, Feng Zhiyuan's entire body started to tremble.    

"Bing, Fei Fei, Sister Yang Hong."    

"Let's go."    

Qin Tian said to Gu Bing and the other two girls beside him.    

"Brother-in-law …"    

"That damn old man, will he still attack us?"    

Gu Bing said with a worried expression.    

Even though Feng Zhiyuan was nothing to Qin Tian.    

However, in the eyes of Gu Bing and the other two girls, Feng Zhiyuan was extremely terrifying.    

To be able to crush the floor tiles with a single stomp and create an earthquake like force had completely frightened the three women.    

The three girls had learned quite a bit about martial arts from Huang Lee. Of course, they also knew that this old man was exceptionally strong.    

Furthermore, Feng Zhiyuan was shouting that he wanted to kill Qin Tian, which made Gu Bing and the other two girls even more worried.    

"Don't worry, I won't."    

"This old dog is dead."    

Qin Tian shook his head with a smile.    

Holding Gu Bing's small hand, he led the three ladies away.    

"This old man is already dead?"    

Gu Bing was in complete disbelief.    

She kept peeking back.    

When Qin Tian and co. didn't go far.    

When Gu Bing turned around, she noticed.    

Feng Zhiyuan's body suddenly exploded into two halves.    

The sight of the blood and filth made Gu Bing spit it out.    

Ying Feifei went to support Gu Bing, and when she looked behind her, she and Gu Bing were both vomiting in complete disorder.    

Only Yang Hong was still able to hold it in.    

However, at this moment, Yang Hong's face was deathly pale.