"Old man, are you crazy? Do you think I'm joking with you?"
Feng Lin's face became colder and colder.
"Don't be angry, I'm not laughing at you, I just think of happy things."
Ji Guangling said hurriedly, "Send me your address and I'll ask the helicopter closest to you to pick you up."
"If something unexpected happens in my village, I won't do the tasks I owe you!"
After Feng Lin finished speaking, he hung up the phone and sent him the location.
"Boss, I'll go with you."
Jinguji Akihui grabbed Feng Lin's arm.
"I am coming too."
Xu Ruoying also stood up.
"No, you heard it just now. They asked me to go there alone. You should follow me. I'm afraid they will mess around."
Feng Lin shook his head and left here quickly.
Xu Ruoying secretly clenched her fists. She was still too weak and must become stronger quickly.
Try to help Feng Lin.
Feng Lin did not inform the second master, but quickly left the ruins and stood on the mountain peak waiting for the helicopter.
When he was a child, he lived in Fengjia Village.
Later, he followed his father and traveled all over the country to find his mother.
But after several years of searching, his father handed Feng Lin over to Meng Changsheng.
Although he was away from home all the time, every Chinese New Year, my father would take Feng Lin with him to his hometown to visit his grave.
In Fengjia Village, the seniority of Fengchen's lineage was relatively high, which led to the seniority of Feng Lin becoming older as well.
The younger generation in the village don't care much about this kind of thing.
For example, people of the same age as Ergou are called by their first names.
But the older generation is still very particular.
During the Chinese New Year, a group of middle-aged men in the village knelt down and called Feng Lin uncle.
Especially when Feng Lin was a child, that scene was so memorable.
According to seniority, people who are about the same age as Feng Chen call him Er Ye.
This is why Feng Lin calls Meng Changsheng the second master.
In fact, he had long regarded Meng Changsheng as his other father.
…
Luo City, Central Plains.
Fengjia Village, Tianzhen, Huangxian County.
Located near a low hill.
Outside the village is a farmland, and people here make a living by farming.
They are the only village within a radius of five miles.
Fengjia Village is not big, with four to five hundred people and about a hundred households.
Under the street lights, several groups of people gathered together in twos and threes.
In front of these people were five people surrounded by black robes.
They stared at the people in front of them with cold eyes, their eyes full of disbelief.
"tractor!"
A middle-aged man with a crew cut and half white hair was throwing down a few playing cards.
"Do not hit."
The shirtless fat man next to him waved his hands.
"I don't want it either."
"Nothing bigger than that."
…
Four middle-aged men gathered around a tree root table and were playing poker.
Besides them, other surrounding villages were also talking and laughing.
"Second Aunt, let me use your sickle. I'm going to cut the wheat tomorrow."
"How old are you? Just leave it to your dad! Your dad can do it."
"Hahaha!"
Several women around could not help but get up.
…
"Shut the hell up!"
The leading man in black stepped on the ground.
Boom!
The ground beneath my feet collapsed, and the surrounding area shook violently.
The street lights overhead could be seen shaking slightly.
"You think I'm joking? Believe it or not, I'm going to kill you right now!"
The man in black roared angrily at the surroundings.
"Brother, didn't I ask my son to call my uncle?"
The middle-aged man with half-white hair and a crew cut put his playing cards together and shouted, "Two dogs!"
"Dad, what's wrong?"
A shirtless young man ran out from a nearby house.
He is about the same age as Feng Lin, and is shorter than Feng Lin, but still over 1.8 meters tall.
He has a Chinese character face and a very strong body.
His big name is Feng Dazhuang and his nickname is Ergou. He is one year older than Feng Lin.
He was Feng Lin's playmate when he was a child.
"I'll call Mr. Feng Lin again and say they can't wait any longer."
Feng Jun urged.
"knew."
Feng Dazhuang took out his mobile phone and dialed Feng Lin's number.
These men in black looked at each other in disbelief.
The leading middle-aged man walked towards Feng Jun and asked, "Aren't you afraid of death?"
"Brother, if we show fear, will you let us go?"
Feng Jun turned around and asked.
"No." The leader shook his head.
"Isn't that right? They won't let us go anyway, so why don't we enjoy ourselves in time?"
Feng Jun smiled and lit a cigarette.
"You are very open-minded."
The leader said calmly, "So I plan to send you on your way first."
He had never seen such arrogant villagers, and he really thought he was joking with them.
As the top killer of the Dragon Palace, Xuanwu, one of the three generals sitting under the Dragon King.
I don't even bother to kill these ordinary people.
His purpose this time was just to seal the forest.
But I didn't expect that these people were too crazy.
boom!
Xuanwu punched Feng Jun on the head.
Whoosh!
Feng Jun's body flew out in an instant and hit a telephone pole not far away.
The telephone pole shattered in an instant and fell sideways.
Boom!
The fallen telephone pole hit the fence of a house.
The entire wall collapsed.
"Fuck!"
When other people around saw this, they were so frightened that they hurriedly fled to their homes.
"Are you scared now? Stop them!"
Xuanwu smiled disdainfully and waved his hand.
The four masters behind them all exploded with strength and easily pressed these people to the ground.
"Knowing that fear is good..."
"Who the hell knocked down my wall?"
At this moment, the house that was hit by the telephone pole came to the house.
There was an old roar.
Everyone else around them had their faces pressed to the ground.
Just then, a shirtless bald man wearing black shorts and blue slippers came out.
His body is as skinny as a stick.
You can clearly see the ribs in front of you.
"Fengjun! Made! Is it you again?"
Feng Youfu found Feng Jun lying next to the telephone pole, grabbed him by the collar, and lifted him up.
"Uncle, it's really not me this time."
Feng Jun was so frightened that he dropped his cigarette. He waved his hands hurriedly, then pointed at a few men in black in the middle of the road, "It's them!"
Feng Youfu turned around, looked at the men in black over there, and roared: "Who is it? Stop for me!"
"You are so ridiculous, you are just an ant, how dare you act so arrogantly in front of us? Old man, isn't it good to be alive..."
A man in black suddenly flashed in front of Feng Youfu.
"I'm going to fuck you!"
Feng Youfu slapped the man in black on the face.
Boom!
The man in black's eyes were full of disbelief, and he instantly hit the ground.
His neck was bent in a strange manner, and blood slowly flowed out of his mouth.
He just lost his breath.
Xuanwu, who was still looking proud at first, was so frightened that his body trembled when he saw this scene, and he was dumbfounded.
What he brought this time was all of the Golden Dragon Mask level.
The four of them are all in the early stages of tempering.
He was slapped to death by a scrawny old man?
Just kidding?
He looked around and found that all the villagers here were too scared to raise their heads.
He finally understood one thing.
The one who scared these villagers just now was not me.
Instead, the telephone pole smashed the old man's wall.
