Chapter 0028: Pretending to be cool for a while, then crematorium afterwards
Feng Yongyong retreated and advanced instead, lifting his legs and locking his throat. With a twist of his backhand, the strong man "thumped" and was kneeled on the ground on the spot, unable to move.
"Ho ho ho..." The steward's face was flushed, his mouth and nose were breathing like a cow, and he struggled hard.
"With this little ability, is he worthy of causing trouble in the Feng Mansion?" Feng Yong's mouth was like a poisonous snake constantly spraying venom, "Guan Junhou's pride is known to the whole world, so this is why Jingzhou suffered. Unexpectedly, the Guan family not only
Instead of taking it as a warning, he takes pride in it. He has no ability as a prince, but his arrogance becomes even worse. It seems that the decline of the Guan family is just around the corner."
After speaking, he loosened his hand and moved forward. The steward couldn't control his body and fell to the ground. After getting up, he yelled and tried to pounce again.
When it comes to battlefield fighting, Feng Yong may be a rookie, but when it comes to one-on-one combat with bare hands, he really doesn't fear anyone.
What I am practicing is not fancy fists and embroidered legs. What I am practicing is military boxing for actual combat! Is exercising every morning in vain? Eating eggs every day is in vain?
Block, throw an elbow, blow the opponent's nose straight away, and then knock the opponent to the ground again.
"Okay, Jushiro, you are no match for him."
As soon as the guy turned over, he tried to pounce on him again. The steward next to him, who had crossed his arms and sneered, quickly stopped him and tried to dissuade him.
Feng Yong clapped his hands and said condescendingly: "Please go back and tell Guan Junhou that if the Guan family really wants to learn the art of wishing the rooster, then send someone who can learn it sincerely. For someone as arrogant as you, I, Feng Yong,
The house is too small, I'm afraid I can't accommodate you."
"You are a little farmhouse man, with clever words and seductive words, waiting for an opportunity to get greedy. He treats my Guan family as if it is nothing. In vain, Lord Guan did not forget his past grudges. I thought you were sincerely apologizing, so he sent us here. I didn't expect you to say so."
Such evil words!" The 14th Lang was pulled away and did not pounce on him again, but he gritted his teeth and said viciously, "If you insult my Guan family like this, the Guan family and you will never be at odds with each other!"
"Is this your intention? Or is it Guan Junhou's intention?" Feng Yong looked gloomy and spoke clearly, "Or can you represent the Guan family now?"
The fourteenth man's expression froze, and he sneered again: "The villain is just a small steward, how can he represent Guan Junhou's intention? Just Tian Shelang, you have to think about it. If I go back and relate what you just said to Guan Junhou,
Junhou listens, do you know what Junhou Guan will do?"
MMP, you started the trouble in the first place, and then you found out that you couldn’t defeat me, and then you remembered that you were just a small manager? You couldn’t get back the situation, so you threatened me to go back and file a lawsuit? What I hate the most is this kind of behind-the-scenes thing
The schoolboy who complained!
He quickly ran a few steps to speed up, flew up and kicked Jujuro directly in the abdomen. He was kicked on the spot and staggered back a few steps. He fell to the ground like a shrimp, arched his waist, covered his belly, curled up and groaned.
"Feng Langjun, isn't this too much?" The steward who was originally helping to pull people hurriedly stepped forward to help the 14th Lang, and found that he was pale in pain and sweating profusely. He immediately asked Feng Yong angrily, and at the same time in his heart
Secretly surprised, this Jushiro is strong and strong, and he also has a few punches and kicks with his hands. It was just that he couldn't defeat the weird binding technique before, but he didn't expect that this kick could knock Jushiro off his feet.
Come on, your strength is not small. Although Feng Langjun is not old, he should not be underestimated.
"Are you from the Zhang family?" Feng Yongyong replied.
"Exactly."
You can tell by looking at it. Guan and Zhang are one. Among the three remaining people, he is the only one who has the most violent reaction. Nine times out of ten, he is a member of the Zhang family.
"Dare I ask for your name?"
"I don't dare bother Feng Langjun to ask questions. I am the third in a family, so I will take my lord's surname. Feng Langjun can just call me Zhang Sanlang."
"Zhang Sanlang, do you want to fight against injustice?
"I don't dare, but I think Mr. Feng went too far."
"It's still an injustice," Feng Yong looked contemptuous, but his tone was serious, "Although I am young, I have met the Prime Minister and Old General Zhao. I have been fortunate enough to listen to the Prime Minister's teachings, and I have also been given advice by Old General Zhao. Let's say something.
If you are not humble, you also received the Prime Minister's unreasonable compliment that day, "Young Hero". The Prime Minister once said that if anything happens, you can go directly to the Prime Minister's house. But I don't know what kind of status this 14th Lang has, and he can be so trustworthy and scold me.
It’s just a man, he talks clever words, flirts with sex, and waits for an opportunity to talk about greed, but where do you start talking about it?”
I have chatted and laughed with Prime Minister Zhuge (although I was cheated), and I have also received guidance from General Zhao (although I was slapped twice). If you say that I am a clever manipulator, waiting for an opportunity to get greedy, doesn't that mean that Prime Minister Zhuge and
Is General Zhao a blind person?
Kuoyi, young man, come on, tell us your identity and see if you have the qualifications?
"Bitter!" Zhang Sanlang thought to himself, "No wonder I got a message from the Lord when I went out not to pick fights and cause trouble at will. It turns out that there is still this level of jointness." He looked at Shishiro with a strange look, "But why Shishiro
But to act so recklessly, could it be that Guan Junhou never mentioned it to him?"
The Shiro's face became increasingly pale, his teeth were clenched, and he seemed to be unable to endure the pain in his abdomen, and he fainted immediately.
This farce seemed to be beyond everyone's expectations. When Zhang Sanlang saw Shi Shilang fainted, he confessed his crime and helped Shi Shi Lang away in a hurry.
It is inconvenient for the remaining people from the Zhao and Ma families to stay in the Feng Mansion. After all, the people sent by the heads of each family are not fools. No one knows what the attitude of the Zhang and Zhang families will be after such a thing happens.
Until the attitude of the two families becomes clear, it is better for the Zhao and Ma families to wait and see.
"Master, what should we do?" The butler looked worried. Did the master really offend the Guan family to death this time?
"Don't worry, I have my own sense of proportion." Feng Yong looked calm on the surface, but in fact he was already scolding him. It was really easy for the King of Hell, but the devil was difficult to deal with. I had already taken a step back to show my good will, and tried my best to find a way not to have sex with Guan Xing head-on.
, I didn’t expect that I would still have such a conflict with the people under the Guan family.
Pretending to hit someone is fun for a while, but you have to go to the crematorium afterwards!
Why the hell can’t I keep my temper?
After offending a powerful person, whether in Wei or Soochow, Feng Yong felt that he was about to run away. So in Shu, is it possible for him to survive tenaciously for a few more episodes? Feng Yong is here
Meditation, after all, Old Demon Zhuge and I have known each other for a while, and we both belong to the same lineage of Shanmen!
Feng Yong began to feel lucky that someone else had given him a tiger skin from a hidden mountain gate out of thin air. By the way, the old demon Zhuge said that if you are in trouble, go to him. At most, I would defect to the Prime Minister's Mansion to make a living, and finally
Let the old demon Zhuge smooth things over, and his life will not be in danger. It will just be tied to death in the Prime Minister's Mansion from now on, and he will have less freedom.
Feng Yong stayed up all night and comforted himself all night.
The next morning, Feng Yongfan woke up late and was in no mood to do morning exercises. After breakfast, he sat in the living room in a daze like a clay Buddha.
The housekeeper learned about Feng Yong's abnormality from Yaomei's small report. He cautiously ran over and took a closer look at Feng Yong's expression. He found that he did not appear to be sick, and then asked the master with concern if something was wrong.
"It's okay, I'm just waiting for someone." Feng Yongyong waved his hand impatiently and drove the housekeeper away, "Uncle Zhao goes to work, don't worry about me."
Feng Yong's face was a little gloomy and he was in a bad mood. The entire Feng Mansion was like a high-pressure air ball hovering in the sky. Yaomei, who was usually closest to Feng Yong, had sneaked over to serve tea four or five times, every time.
To tiptoe is like being a thief.
The summer in Sichuan is very hot, and there is no air conditioning in this era. From morning to noon, the sweat flowing out of the body is sticky and very uncomfortable. Feng Yong picked up the tea bowl and took a sip. The temperature was just right for the mouth.