Song Shaoqing has been particularly unhappy these days. When he learned that the factory where the "business" he originally operated was located had changed hands not long ago, and even the case of his illegal embezzlement of state-owned assets a few years ago gradually surfaced...

Fortunately, he has a deep background, so he is not involved in this matter.

He was so arrogant that he naturally didn't have to worry about his own safety. But others were different. This is not Song Shaoqing's friend, and that friend named Liu Yuan, was the director of the State-owned Assets Office at that time. He made a lot of efforts in Song Shaoqing's affairs, but now he is implicated in this matter and is sent to jail.

Just this afternoon, Liu Yuan rushed to the old house of Song's family in a hurry. After coming in, he went straight to the wing where Song Shaoqing was. As soon as he entered the door, he complained to Song Shaoqing, his words full of hope that Song Shaoqing could help.

However, at this moment, Song Shaoqing himself is still crossing the river with a clay Buddha, and he is unable to protect himself. How can he talk about helping others?

Finally, when Liu Yuan saw that Song Shaoqing kept talking about him, he couldn't help but be furious. After scolding him, he said that his conscience was eaten by the dog, he left.

Song Shaoqing was a fool, but on the contrary, he was quite smart. Otherwise, he would not have taken advantage of the greed and ** in his surname to go to the wrong door and make buckets of gold.

Some time ago, something happened in his factory, and a few days later, he changed his master. Moreover, this master had a conflict with him not long ago. Even if he thought about it, Song Shaoqing could conclude that the bankruptcy of his factory was definitely unrelated to this young man named Lin Feng!

Even, it is very likely that he is the ancient warrior who broke into the maze and caused a mine explosion, and then killed the three Tibetan mastiffs!

Thinking of Lin Feng's elusive body movement, Song Shaoqing finally came to this conclusion.

He can be said to have all his miserable experiences, how can Song Shaoqing, who has always been conceited, bear it?

However, although it was nothing to be angry about him, the porcelain in the room where he lived was hit by rice. In a short while, the things in the room had been smashed by him.

Suddenly, a slight sound of footsteps came into Song Shaoqing's ears, and a look of anger appeared on his face. He didn't even look back, and then he shouted: "Don't you say you won't eat anymore? Whatever you come in, do you do? Mom get out of here!"

As he said that, he broke another blue and white porcelain from the Qianlong period. Although it was not fired from an official kiln, it was also a real antique!

"Kill you!" Although the voice was deserted, it exuded a familiar smell. Song Shaoqing even felt that he must have heard this voice before.

Song Shaoqing suddenly turned around, but saw a beautiful figure appearing in front of him. His figure can be described as perfect.

If it weren't for the wrong occasion, Song Shaoqing would have really wanted to take a photo with the masked beauty in front of him. Even if he didn't post on Weibo, he would collect it and appreciate it slowly!

The female killer didn't know what Song Shaoqing was thinking. As soon as she said that, her body shot towards Song Shaoqing like lightning.

Although Song Shaoqing has learned some fists and kicks in front of this superb female killer, it is like a flirting move. Before he could even make a start, the female killer grabbed his neck.

Song Shaoqing was also a man. After being caught by the killer, his expression remained unchanged at all. He even said generously: "Girl, even if you can kill me, you may not be able to escape from this courtyard.

To be honest, there is also an ancient martial artist here. Girl, although your kung fu is pretty good, if you really face a real ancient martial artist, you probably don’t have any chance of winning, right?”

When the killer heard the three words "Ancient Martial Artist", his expression became obviously a little unnatural. Suddenly, a hint of blush flashed across his pretty face, and the dagger in his hand quickly slashed towards Song Shaoqing's throat.

Her movements are fast, but someone's movements are faster.

As soon as the female killer swung her dagger, she heard a gust of wind coming from behind.

She pushed her feet to the ground, and her petite body made a backflip from an incredible angle. After she stood firm, she saw an old man with white hair and red face standing in front of Song Shaoqing.

The old man stood there, motionless, and a trace of pressure swept across his body towards the killer.

At this moment, a trace of hesitation flashed across the killer's pretty face, thinking that this old man was the ancient martial artist Song Shaoqing mentioned?

She quickly took two steps back, turned over and wanted to jump out of the window. For the killer, if you can't beat him, you can run away. There is nothing to be ashamed of. Only by living well can you better realize the meaning of their lives.

For her, life is hard, but it is very beautiful. She is still young and has not experienced many things. There is even a great revenge that has not been avenged. How could she bear to die early?

But as soon as she moved, the old man behind her came to her like a ghost, grabbed her arm, and pulled her down.

When Song Shaoqing saw the old man's terrifying skills, he couldn't help but show ecstasy and said loudly: "Uncle Fu, good skills!"

The killer was pulled down without much hesitation. He was obviously ready for this. As soon as her feet landed, the dagger in her hand drew a lightning arc, directly drawing a straight line to Uncle Fu's throat.

Unexpectedly, Uncle Fu did not dodge or dodge at this moment, and still smiled. He just stretched out his two fingers and gently tapped the fast dagger. The killer felt the tiger's mouth numb, and the dagger came out of his hand and fell to the ground with a clang.

At this time, a trace of fear appeared in the killer's eyes, and he quickly punched Uncle Fu in the face. Uncle Fu was still calm, as if he was coaxing the child to play, and turned his head slightly, and avoided the terrifying punch.

The killer used to touching his last name, but unexpectedly, he touched it all. Only then did she realize that her pistol had already become a part.

Her hesitation was really a taboo in battle. It should be noted that in battle, distraction is tantamount to digging a grave for a person.

Sure enough, Uncle Fu looked dull when he saw her eyes, and no longer hesitated. He shook his body and came to the killer on a strange route, and punched her in the face with a heavy punch.

The terrifying fist wind blew the killer's cheeks sore, which also woke her up from her loss of consciousness. But when she saw the huge fist with blue veins in front of her, if her liver and gallbladder were shattered for a while, she couldn't help but close her eyes.

It's too late!

It's strange that when the killer closed his eyes, what appeared in his mind was neither the master who taught her to raise her nor the senior brother who grew up with childhood sweethearts, but the bad guy who she wished she could eat her flesh, and that annoying smiley face.

The fist wind was fierce, blowing up the black gauze on the killer's face, revealing a beautiful and beautiful face.

Seeing this face, Song Shaoqing couldn't help but beating faster. He quickly took two steps forward and shouted loudly: "Uncle Fu, don't hurt her!"

The old man's fist had hit the hair on the killer's face at this moment, but when he heard the young master's order, he had to stop his fist.

Song Shaoqing hurriedly chased after him, came to the killer, pulled off the scarf she covered her face, and immediately showed a stunning melon-shaped face.

Feeling the murderous intent in front of her, the killer couldn't help but open his eyes. When she saw Song Shaoqing's excited and full of eyes in front of her, a trace of disgust and disgust flashed in her eyes. She clenched her left hand into a fist and hit Song Shaoqing in the face.

Although the killer was often defeated in front of Uncle Fu, he was still very threatening to Song Shaoqing, who was not much stronger than ordinary people. Looking at the fist that was coming very fast, a hint of fear appeared in his eyes.

However, before the killer's fist hit Song Shaoqing's face, it was tightly held by a big hand, and his backhand slapped the killer's face.

Uncle Fu's voice was very strong, but there was no trace of flattery or flattery of servants: "Young Master, this person is just an ungrateful wolf who is not familiar with. Even if you like it, you can't sleep with it!"

Before the old man could finish his words, he ended abruptly.

Because, his hand was held!

This is the first time this happened in his lifetime!

Although Uncle Fu's martial arts cannot be said to be unique in the world, if he takes action at such a close distance, few people can stop him.

At this time, a young man with a pale face had already stood in front of the killer with a smile, holding the old man's fist tightly with his right hand and shaking it up and down, which looked like the two of them had been old friends for many years.

"Uncle Fu, kill him for me! He is Lin Feng!"

When Song Shaoqing saw this young man who seemed to appear out of thin air, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, but when he realized that Uncle Fu was by his side, he immediately became harsh and cowardly, shouting domineeringly.

After hearing Song Shaoqing's words clearly, Uncle Fu couldn't help but show a look of eagerness in his eyes. He transported his true energy to his caught right hand, opened it suddenly, and broke away from Lin Feng's control.

"Oh, old man, I'm so old, and I'm still so irritable, it's not a good thing!" Lin Feng said with a smile, without any master's demeanor.

"Are you Lin Feng?" Uncle Fu asked with a smile: "It turns out that he is a sharp-tongued little guy, but relying on these alone will not work during the fight!"

"Is that right? I think the old man's skills seem to be very relaxed and tight! In addition, he can't even speak, so he will probably suffer losses when fighting with others!" Compared to the poisonous tongue, Lin Feng recognized the second, and few people dared to recognize the first.
Chapter completed!