The Oriental Pearl Air Rotating Restaurant, a landmark building in Shanghai. At this moment, Xiao Qiufeng is already here. It is still like a simple cup of clear water, drinking it carefully and drinking slowly, which is very leisurely.

The service is friendly and gentle, making people feel like home. It is known as the most prosperous city in the East, and it can indeed make people everywhere in the world feel at home.

Xiao Qiufeng raised his legs. Although he only had a cup of clear water, he slowly drank it into his mouth, listened to the nose and smelled it. However, in this slow rotation, he appreciated the scenery of this metropolis. The beauty of the Huangpu River was reflected in his eyes, just like integrating everything into this cup of water.

He wore a slightly old-colored shirt and looked like a street stall product. In fact, only Xiao Qiufeng knew that he was taking it from a balcony and never used a penny.

If it weren't for his natural and noble temperament, he would have been ridiculed hundreds of times.

But in this world, there is often no shortage of self-righteous people. In order to show themselves, they like to tease people who seem to be inferior to themselves to show their greatness.

At this moment, the elevator opened, and with a young man with a high aura, he walked in at a unique pace, and the atmosphere added to the heat. With a very frivolous whistle, the man wanted everyone to see him and see the golden chains on his neck that were thicker than his fingers.

"Girl, come here and find a taizi for you. Remember, you have to be by the window." Everyone around looked up and gathered their eyes. The young man was very proud. With a wave of his hand, he followed seven or eight big guys who looked like bodyguards on his body, and they were already lined up on both sides and slowly followed.

This man was very unfair, but looking at him and the strong man behind him, no one dared to say it even if he thought so. As the saying goes, he would rather offend a gentleman than offend a villain. This man looked cold and looked like a villain no matter how he looked at it.

A waiter stepped forward cautiously. He bowed respectfully and said, "Sorry, sir. The table by the window is full. Why not give you a table No. 8?"

The revolving restaurant is said to be a restaurant, but everyone comes here not for real dining, but for the revolving restaurant here thirty-six degrees to watch the scenery of Shanghai and eat. It’s just by the way.

"Fuck, my young master said he was on the table by the window. Who wants table No. 8? Get out of here and find your manager. If you don't know my young master Ning, do you want us to tear down the place?"

The young man didn't speak, but the dog beside him was already roaring, and his whole face showed that the world was so big that I was the only one.

But at this moment, he had already seen Xiao Qiufeng, alone occupying a platform, leisurely and contented on the empty table. There was nothing but a glass of water. Looking at his long shawl and his old colors, he looked like a street wandering singer. To put it, it sounds nice, but not nice, it is a singing beggar.

The dog legs are dog legs. As soon as the owner used his eyes, they realized that the three of them walked towards Xiao Qiufeng's platform.

"Hey, brother, you can leave now. Don't disturb my young master to see the scenery. Don't come here if you don't have money. You can occupy the pit and don't poop. Do you know if you're too immoral?"

The good atmosphere was ruined by this sentence. Is it difficult to get a shit here?

These people hate them and their mouths are even more stinky.

Xiao Qiufeng frowned, and just as he opened his mouth, a stack of banknotes had already thrown over. With a "bang", it had already hit him. Then he reached out with a hand, picked up the banknotes, pulled out two hundred-dollar bills, and threw them in front of Xiao Qiufeng.

This is exactly the so-called Young Master Ning in that young land.

"Let's go, Master, I'm happy today. This is a reward for you. Don't be upset here. I'll scan my interests. You have to eat it, so you can't afford it."

Without waiting for Xiao Qiufeng to speak, he had already sat down, as if he was the master here.

The waiters around were timid and did not dare to come forward. This person often came here, and every time he came, he caused trouble, which was very annoying. However, they were hooligans, and no one wanted to cause such trouble, and they had already called the police. All of this was handled by the police.

A faint murderous aura had already emerged. Xiao Qiufeng's eyes gradually narrowed, and there was an inexplicable smile on his face. Under this contemptuous insult, he was not angry.

"Not everyone can sit in this seat. I advise you to leave, otherwise you can't leave after waiting."

The atmosphere stagnated for a moment, and then the hilarious voice started. Not only did Young Master Ning laugh, but the big and strong men behind him were even more smiling.

"Interesting, I, Ning Jiaheng, have to see what I can't leave later. Brother, have you heard that, does he have any help?" Ning Jiaheng smiled smugly and said disdainfully: "If I can leave later, then the person who can't leave must be you."

He was really cruel, living a boring life, and having a boring life. It was through this kind of provocation that he had a little bit of fun.

Xiao Qiutian didn't speak, and his murderous aura surged. Those people finally came. He was very patient in chasing him step by step. Today, killing this battle seems inevitable. Looking at the boring man in front of him, he could only shake his head helplessly and feel sad for him. What's the matter with him if he seeks death?

The last sip of water was poured into the mouth. As the wriggling between the throat, the cold arrows that solidified the seven-fingered light had already passed through the glass like a rush, making a "cracking" sound, whistling and storming towards Xiao Qiufeng.

Xiao Qiufeng did not move, but the glass in his hand had already flew out, a small spiral trajectory, three arrows were blocked, and Ning Shao, who was so powerful just now, was frightened and let out a cold sweat, and rolled under the table in a very embarrassed manner. When did he see such a killing?

But the strong man behind him was not so lucky. Three seemed to be frightened and were penetrated by three sharp arrows through their chests, and their bodies were driven away by this force and hung on the stone pillar. At this moment, they had become corpses, blood emerged and flowed all over the ground.

"Ah, kill, kill -----" With this horrifying call, the people in the restaurant were already fleeing in a mess. Only the man who was close to Xiao Qiufeng had nowhere to retreat, because the arrows appeared at the same time were more than a dozen killers who came to the sky, and this might be the real killer.

A strong bodyguard who had just gotten up and was about to leave was lifted up. The sword light had already cut his throat. He fell to his face in front of Young Master Ning who was hiding under the table, trembling, and his life was passing by. Young Master Ning covered his mouth, his eyes were bloody red, and his mind was blank, and under him was scared to the point of falling yellow soup and his pants were wet.

"You are really annoying." As soon as Xiao Qiufeng's words came out, at least six deadly lights had surrounded him. Killing a gangster was a must for them to ignore. It was just a try on the sword, and it was not sharp. Apart from that, it had no effect.

The body exploded and thundered with a punch, and it was so fast that it felt like it was in front of me. The killer who rushed in front had been hit by this punch, and the sound of explosion came from his body. Then, his body cracked and the corpse was divided into six pieces.

"Kill-----" As the sound of wiping out sounded, Xiao Qiufeng appeared. The leader was another murderous son. It seemed that the murder of seven sons was really with him.

The power of Xingri had swung six wheels of blood in his hand, and it was as red as blood. It killed four killers in a row. One of them had his neck cut off and his head had moved.

And he rolled under the table, between Ning Shao's wet legs, his vicious eyes, his eyes that remained open to his eyes until he died, almost collapsed.

The figure was coming out of the glass, and the spherical restaurant was still rotating, but above the sphere, Xiao Qiufeng stood, waving in the wind, and the few corpses that were thrown away had already alarmed many people. The sound of the police car was clamoring for them, but no one cared about it at all.

Six killers had already surrounded him, and the long blade in his hand was like a rainbow, wielding out six colorful lights. However, although the scenery was beautiful, it would be fatal. Xiao Qiufeng's body turned like the wind, causing a whirlwind momentum. The six swords were grabbed by him with one palm, and a secret force surged. A few "dangdang" sounds, the sword had broken the sword block, turned into a floating catkin, and passed away.

A killer was heartbroken by Xiao Qiufeng, and threw it out. His body hit the steel plate, and his flesh and blood flew everywhere. The outer wall immediately seemed like a sun, as bright as blood.

The hand had transformed into dragon claws, sharper than any sword in the world. His body advanced rapidly and turned several times. Another six killers were cut into their throats and fell silently. Every time they heard the sound of "papa", thousands of people stared at the rotating sphere hundreds of meters and watched Ling Ran's killing.

At this moment, the Dragon Group had arrived and the police had arrived, but the death figure was still unstoppable.

Sun Qingyu was preparing to take action, but was stopped by Nighthawk. He didn't say anything, but just shook his head gently. With this fighting spirit, letting the police go up was not of any effect except for death. At this moment, he just wanted to know who the erratic figure was?

"Is this really him?" The drunkard also had inexplicable panic in his shocked expression. Is this still a human?

A figure appeared next to the sphere, and the voice came: "I am a human, I am the wind, I am a bird, I can fly--

The poor young master Ning was frightened to death. He had already spread his arms and really treated himself as a bird. He was a flying man from the sky, and the last time he flew in his life.

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