Lu Feng couldn't help but frown slightly when he saw the middle-aged man's appearance.
He could tell that the excitement buried deep in the middle-aged eyes was definitely not a lie.
It is a kind of excitement and excitement that comes from the heart.
It was like finally seeing an old friend that I had missed for so many years.
Lu Feng thought in his mind, could this middle-aged man be the owner of this knife?
Thinking of this, Lu Feng frowned even more.
He suddenly remembered that Rose once told him that this knife was a bit unusual.
The craftsmanship is more like the forging technology of the cold weapon period in the Western Regions.
Is it possible that this knife is really related to the Western Regions?
But Uncle Li is just a small noodle shop owner, how can he be related to the Western Regions?
"Noodle shop owner, Jiangnan City..."
"Western Region..."
Lu Feng silently recited these keywords in his mind and subconsciously turned to look at Liu Wanguan.
He is now increasingly suspicious that the noodle shop owner, Uncle Li, has a huge secret buried in him.
At least, he is definitely not just a farmer who likes to make noodles.
Lu Feng even wondered whether this matter might have anything to do with the Lu family.
After all, Mr. Lu has indeed left many trump cards for Lu Feng along the way.
Therefore, it is inevitable for Lu Feng to have such thoughts at this time.
However, Liu Wanguan also looked confused at this time and could not understand the situation in front of him at all.???
"Please, let me take a look, just let me take a look... okay?"
Seeing that Lu Feng was silent, the middle-aged man spoke again.
There was even a strong pleading in his eyes.
More like, a plea.
At this moment, Lu Feng was really confused by this middle-aged man.
What does he want to do?
He did not stay in his own team, but decided to take off his weapons and come to Lu Feng's side.
Just to take a look at the knife in my hand?
You know, at this time, the situation between the two sides is definitely incompatible.
As Lu Feng's enemy, this middle-aged man dared to come, but he might not be able to leave.
But, he doesn't care at all?
Could it be that the weight of this knife in his heart was much higher than his life?
"this……"
Lu Feng was a little hesitant at this time.
"Brother Feng, don't give it to him."
"This evil pen must be trying to chop you with a knife."
Long Haoxuan snorted coldly, limped over, and pushed the middle-aged man aside, his face full of dissatisfaction.
Fengxuan soldiers are now in the hands of bandits in the Western Region, and so many people have been killed and injured.
The hatred in Long Haoxuan's heart towards the bandits in the Western Regions has definitely reached its peak.
If Lu Feng hadn't given up, he would have shot this middle-aged man to death right now, regardless of whether it was moral or not.
Talking about morality with an unjust enemy is something only a fool would do.
"I won't!"
"Believe me, I will never do anything random."
"I really just want to see that knife, okay?"
The middle-aged man kept waving his hands to explain, his eyes and tone were extremely sincere.
"I believe you! Why should I believe you?"
Long Haoxuan suddenly stretched out his palm and grabbed the middle-aged man's neck.
Just kidding, this middle-aged man is a bandit from the Western Regions.
What kind of trust do the bandits in the Western Regions have?
But now this Western Region bandit wanted to get Lu Feng's sword in his hand, and he stood beside Lu Feng.
What is he trying to do?
Long Haoxuan suspected that he wanted to take action against Lu Feng, and that was definitely not without reason.
At this time, Liu Yingze also remained silent.
When it comes to Lu Feng's safety, no matter how cautious you are, you can't be too cautious.
Long Haoxuan stared at the middle-aged man's neck with his palms.
"Hehe, this is a fool!"
"I tell you, you must not imitate him!"
"He must be afraid of death, so he wanted to go over and negotiate for surrender."
"What's the result? It turns out that Lu Feng is not willing to negotiate. What do you think he is but a fool?"
Negan couldn't help but laugh when he saw the middle-aged man being controlled by Long Haoxuan, with a look of disdain on his face.
Most of the other leaders in the Western Regions laughed in agreement.
Only the four middle-aged people not only did not smile, but had serious expressions on their faces.
Deep in his eyes, there was still a deep desire.
It seemed that they were also expecting something.
"I really don't mean any harm!"
"I'm standing right here, more than five meters away from you, Brother Feng. You ask him to show me the knife."
"I promise that as long as I see it, no matter what the outcome is, I and the 50,000 people under me will not continue to participate in today's battle."
The middle-aged man looked at Long Haoxuan and whispered in a serious tone.
"What?"
Long Haoxuan was stunned for a moment.
Liu Yingze was also shocked, and even Lu Feng narrowed his eyes slightly.
At this time, if any of the bandits in the Western Regions withdraw from the battle, it will definitely be a great good thing for Lu Feng and others.
Because there is one less bandit in the Western Region, the danger on their side will be reduced by one point.
And this middle-aged man actually has 50,000 people under his command. If they no longer participate in the action against Lu Feng, it will definitely be a great thing!
The pressure on the Fengxuan Alliance will also be reduced a lot instantly.
Therefore, the key to this matter is whether this middle-aged man's words are worthy of belief.
"You fucking fart!"
"You bandits in the Western Region are all a bunch of unjust people. Can I believe what you say?"
Long Haoxuan's palm relaxed for a moment, then suddenly tightened it again.
"Haoxuan, let go."
At this moment, Lu Feng spoke softly.
Long Haoxuan was stunned for a moment, hesitated for less than a second, and then gently let go of the middle-aged man.
"call!"
The middle-aged man breathed out and looked at Lu Feng again.
"Give me a reason to show you the knife."
Lu Feng looked at the middle-aged man for a few seconds, and then asked softly.
"good!"
The middle-aged man nodded, then stood up straight and said, "I know that knife!"
"If I'm not mistaken, that's, that's something that belongs to a friend of mine, so I wanted to make sure."
Lu Feng narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, "Are you sure you are your friend or your enemy? I want to hear the truth."
When these words were asked, the middle-aged man did not answer in a hurry, and Lu Feng had no intention of urging him.
This middle-aged answer is quite crucial.
If the owner of this knife is a middle-aged friend.
Then maybe Lu Feng can become friends with the middle-aged man.
But what if the owner of this knife is a middle-aged enemy?
And if Lu Feng befriends the owner of this knife, he will become a middle-aged enemy!
Therefore, the answer to middle age is quite important.
"I tell the truth!"
After a while, the middle-aged man slowly raised his head and looked at Lu Feng seriously.
"He is my friend, a very, very important friend!"
After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he raised his head and looked at Lu Feng, with sincerity deep in his eyes.
"Bang! Dang!"
After a few seconds, Lu Feng nodded and threw the sword over.