913: C913 The Upper Class of the Upper Class

C913 The Upper Class of the Upper Class

Why did Chandlon's hand stop?

That was because Lin Fei's hand reached out from the side and grabbed Qian Delong's wrist like a pincer.

Lin Fei took a step forward and stood in front of Ma Yiyi. He faced Qian Delong and said lightly, "No one is allowed to beat my woman."

As soon as he said that.

Ma Yiyi opened her eyes. Her two beautiful eyes stared at Lin Fei, forming the shape of a heart. Deep down, she was secretly delighted.

Lin Fei finally admitted that he was his woman.

Even in his dreams, he wanted to become Lin Fei's woman.

He must find a time to hand over his innocence to Lin Fei.

Hearing Lin Fei's words, Qian Haolan laughed disdainfully.

"Little bastard, you and Ma Yiyi, you two little slut. Today, neither of you can think of leaving this room safely."

Qian Hailan looked at Lin Fei and Ma Yiyi cruelly and said with a serious expression.

From Qian Haolan's point of view, Lin Fei was just spouting nonsense.

Soon, her brother, Chandlon, was going to cripple Lin Fei.

At that time, she wanted to see if Lin Fei still dared to say such words.

A little peasant wanted to be a hero and save the beauty.

He was overestimating himself!

"F * ck!" "How dare you, a lowly person, touch my wrist!" Qian Delong was infuriated. He glared at Lin Fei as he roared in rage.

As a member of the Qian Family, he believed himself to be of noble status, and Lin Fei did not deserve to touch his body.

However, Lin Fei grabbed his wrist.

This made Qian Delong want to tear Lin Fei into eight pieces.

The lower class should have the consciousness of the lower class. Some people were people they would absolutely touch. If they touched, they would die a horrible death.

Following Qian Delong's angry roar, the entire room was filled with an ice-cold feeling.

Zhang Qing and the rest were so scared that their bodies were trembling. They did not even have the courage to look at Qian Delong.

"Brother, you must not kill this little peasant, Lin Fei, so that before he dies, he will experience a taste of life worse than death."

Qian Hailan stared at Lin Fei as the cruelty in her eyes increased by three times. Her expression was ferocious as she shouted excitedly.

Qian Delong turned his head and looked at his sister, Qian Hailan. He nodded his head heavily.

Even if his sister, Qian Haolan, didn't say anything, he would definitely let Lin Fei experience a feeling of wanting to die rather than live.

"You are a high class person?" Lin Fei asked faintly.

"Compared to you, I am definitely one of the upper class." Qian Delong said affirmatively.

He stared at Lin Fei, a look of superiority on his face.

Lin Fei disdainfully sneered, and then, he squeezed Qian Delong's hand with a little force.0

A cracking sound could be heard.

The bone in Qian Delong's wrist was easily crushed by Lin Fei.

"Aooo …" Qian Delong let out a miserable scream like a pig being butchered. The superior expression on his face froze.

For a moment, everyone present was dumbfounded, as if they had all become statues.

How was this possible?

Lin Fei had actually crushed the bone in Qian Delong's wrist.

Qian Delong was a martial cultivator!

This was too brutal!

"I hate it when people look down on me the most. Today, not only did I touch your wrist, I also want to break one of your arms." Lin Fei lightly said.

As soon as he finished.

Lin Fei's hand cut down on Qian Delong's arm.

Lin Fei's hand was like an axe, chopping at Qian Delong's arm.

In an instant, Qian Delong's arm was broken.

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