"Fortunately, Chen Feng doesn't have the same experience as me. I can never afford to offend the people Tiandao Team wants to recruit."
In the still dark hall, Deacon Feng sat cross-legged. In a black crystal ball in front of him, scenes flashed one after another.
In the end, it was fixed in the scene where Chen Feng beheaded Xu San with one sword.
Seeing this, Deacon Feng's face turned gloomy, his hands couldn't help but tremble, and with a 'pop' sound, the black crystal ball shattered.
Deacon Feng had a gloomy look on his face and murmured: "You little bastard, I didn't expect that I really underestimated you!"
"You were able to kill Xu San. It seems that your strength is not that weak."
"However, you have made our Alchemist Association even more sinful."
"We, the Alchemist Association, want to kill you, but you dare to resist instead of just being captured! Little bastard, just wait. When you catch me again, I will torture you twice as hard."
"I want you to know what a heavy price you have to pay for what happened today!"
At this time, the door opened.
Feng Dongcheng strode in. He looked at the crystal ball that was broken into pieces on the ground and said in surprise:
"Uncle, what's wrong? What happened?"
Deacon Feng looked at him and said calmly: "Xu San is dead."
"What? Xu San is dead?" Feng Dongcheng showed a look of surprise on his face.
He knew Xu San's strength. He was considered the best among all second-level law enforcers, but now he was dead.
He suddenly frowned. After thinking about it, he said, "Didn't Xu San go after that little brat named Chen Feng? What? Is it possible that Chen Feng actually killed him?"
He couldn't believe it. Deacon Feng nodded and said, "Yes, Xu San died in his hands."
Feng Dongcheng frowned and said, "Something's wrong. That little brat's strength is several levels lower than Xu San's. How could he possibly be killed?"
Deacon Feng looked icy cold and said: "This little brat has some very weird martial arts that are quite powerful, far beyond his level."
"Moreover, I watched the whole process. At first, Xu San chased him, and then for some reason, Xu San kept chasing him, but he couldn't find him for several hours."
"I find this very strange. With the difference in strength between the two of them and Xu San's strong tracking ability, it is impossible for them to catch up after such a long time."
"And when he appeared again, he was already very powerful, surpassing Xu San!"
There was a look of interest in his eyes, and he said: "This shows that in just a few hours, he has had an unexpected encounter and his strength has increased significantly."
As soon as he heard the word "Qiyu", Feng Dongcheng's face immediately lit up and he said eagerly: "Uncle, let me deal with him!"
"Just in time, I also want to know what secret realm he entered?"
Deacon Feng hesitated for a moment, then nodded.
When Feng Dongcheng saw it, he was immediately very happy and laughed and said, "Thank you, uncle."
Deacon Feng looked at him and said with concern: "Be careful, don't capsize in the gutter."
Feng Dongcheng laughed, not taking his words to heart at all, and said arrogantly: "Uncle, don't worry, don't you still know my strength?"
"That little brat is so different from me in strength. I can easily deal with several opponents of Xu San's level."
"How could that little brat possibly cause harm to me?"
After hearing this, Deacon Feng nodded slightly.
He knew the strength of this nephew. Not only was he quite powerful, but he also had countless sinister means to deal with Chen Feng without any problems.
Feng Dongcheng turned around and strode away, laughing and saying: "Uncle, don't worry, I will definitely bring him back within half a month."
His words were full of confidence, and he seemed to be sure of victory.
Chen Feng left the mission hall and was about to carry out his first mission.
Suddenly, he heard a loud noise in the distance, a burst of men's laughter, and a woman's angry shouting.
Chen Feng frowned and immediately walked over there.
Next to the mission hall is a square. At this time, a group of people gathered around a corner of the square.
Chen Feng walked outside the crowd, squeezed in quietly, and saw the scene happening in the crowd.
I saw seven or eight young people wearing white clothes, all embroidered with the pattern of "Morning on the Sea", surrounding a young man in his twenties.
This young master looks quite handsome, but his expression is a little frivolous and has a hint of evil.
He was also wearing the same clothes as several young people next to him. Obviously they should belong to the same organization.
At this time, the young man was holding a jade box in his hand. The jade box was tightly sealed, and he didn't know what was inside.
Opposite the young man, there is a little girl wearing a goose-yellow dress. She is quite handsome, and you can tell she has a weird look at a glance.
When Chen Feng saw it, he was immediately happy. It was this little girl again? She was an acquaintance!
Isn't this the same girl in the yellow shirt who used him as a shield in the Purple Spirit Realm, but was restrained by Chen Feng instead and took a medium-grade spiritual grass from her?
Chen Feng stood among the crowd and looked calmly.
