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The next day, in the early morning, two shining suns, one in front and one behind, one high and one low, quietly showed their corner from the line between heaven and earth, illuminating the whole sky and earth.
The mercenaries are already packing their bags and preparing for the day's journey.
The entire camp seemed a bit noisy, but the discipline was countless times better than that of ordinary mercenaries. After all, they were warriors who had survived the battlefield.
Although everyone was a little busy, when they passed a vehicle, they couldn't help but cast a look of awe, even admiration.
That not-so-precious vehicle was exactly where Liu Feng and the others lived.
The battle last night, except for Badas who was still sleeping soundly, even Befa and Mo Fei could clearly see it.
The strong are respected.
The unchanging rules of the world.
Liu Feng has shown extraordinary strength, so of course others must give him extraordinary respect.
How heroic and powerful it is to fight three eighth-level experts by one person.
Thinking of this is enough to make these mercenaries' blood boil.
Normally, even the eighth level is unattainable in their eyes.
What's more, this person... is said to be the legendary ninth-level star.
Star level?!!!
What is that concept? They themselves don’t know, because many of them have never seen a strong star-level person in their lives, let alone their duel. They only know that the star-level person is very, very strong.
There was a trace of excitement and joy in my heart. I was excited that I could see such a powerful battle, and I would have the capital to brag with others in the future. I was glad that I was woken up last night, otherwise, I would have missed this rare battle.
Liu Feng opened his somewhat hazy eyes, his exposed cheeks shivered from the moist and cool air, and he woke up.
He lazily stood up, looked at the three people scattered around in the car, and shook his head dejectedly.
He lightly kicked Badas, only to be met with a snore.
The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, he lowered his body, lay next to the dwarf's ear, and shouted loudly: "Drink."
The dwarf's eyes opened instantly and his head shook rapidly: "Where? Where is the wine?"
The dwarf's thick nerves caused him to ignore the figure in front of him and kept turning around, looking for wine.
Suddenly, a gust of cold air came from behind, causing the dwarf to wake up quickly. He turned around, looked at the livid face, scratched his head, and said with a dry smile: "Xiao Feng, haha, not yet.
Go to sleep."
The corners of Liu Feng's eyes twitched rapidly, and now he understood why this guy gave Mo Fei and Beifa headaches. His nerves were so thick...
He sighed weakly: "It's already morning now. Let's wake them both up and have breakfast before we can continue on our way."
Seeing the depressed expression on Liu Feng's face, the dwarf burst into tears in embarrassment. He didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore and quickly shook the two of them awake.
Mo Fei and Beifa were not like this guy. He was such a living treasure. Just a slight shake caused the two of them to be alert. They quickly grabbed the weapons around them and got up.
After seeing Liu Feng and Badas, they looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief.
Liu Feng nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile: "Let's go, fill up your stomach first."
Beifa chuckled, looked at Liu Feng with fiery eyes, and gave a thumbs up: "Brother Feng, last night was great."
Liu Feng didn't know what he was talking about, so he smiled faintly, opened the car curtain, and jumped out.
Badas stretched out his head curiously: "Xiao Feng, what happened last night?"
Befa rolled her eyes and ignored him.
As soon as Liu Feng and others got out of the car, a fat figure rolled over.
"Haha, Mr. Liu Feng, Mr. Hua'an invites you over for dinner." The smile on his face was Qiu Gang, who had met Liu Feng and the others once.
"Haha, fat uncle, are you also in this team?" Liu Feng actually had a good impression of this fat uncle.
"No, Sir Liu Feng, please don't call me that, I can't bear it." Qiu Gang waved his hands and said bitterly.
Liu Feng smiled slightly and nodded carelessly: "Uncle Fatty, please lead the way."
Seeing Liu Feng's insistence, Qiu Gang gave a bitter smile. Although his face was bitter, in his heart, his favorable impression of this young man suddenly rose. After all, he could have such strength and still hold back for an irrelevant old man.
There really aren't many respectful people in this world.
"If I have a granddaughter, I must marry her."
My heart was happy and my steps gradually became lighter.
When the surrounding mercenaries saw the young man in white shirt who caused such a big shock last night, they couldn't help but straighten up and stared at Liu Feng with fiery eyes full of admiration.
Some brave mercenaries couldn't help but say hello from a distance.
Among the group of four, only Badas was puzzled by the gazes of these mercenaries. He felt a hair in his heart and hurriedly caught up a few steps. He leaned against Mo Fei and said cautiously: "Could it be, there is something wrong? The eyes of these mercenaries are wrong."
, is there any trap ahead? Do you want to give Xiaofeng a warning?"
Mo Fei was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and laughed: "You dwarf, just follow me. Are you still afraid of being slaughtered?"
When Badas heard this, he said angrily: "When have I, the warrior of the dwarves, ever been afraid of anyone?"
Mo Fei curled his lips, stopped talking nonsense to him, and walked forward quickly, following the footsteps of everyone else, leaving one person behind who kept chattering.
Liu Feng greeted the crowd's awe with a calm expression. He held his fair hands lightly behind his back and followed Qiu Gang step by step towards the tent located in the center of the camp.
The mercenaries sent Liu Feng and the others into the tent with pilgrim eyes. Only then did they react, looking at each other, shaking their heads and sighing regretfully for not being able to say hello to their idols.
Qiu Gang stopped when he brought Liu Feng and others to the tent. After all, his identity did not allow him to enter inside.
After saying hello to Liu Feng, he left with a smile on his face.
Gently opening the curtain, Liu Feng took the lead and walked in.
In the large and bright tent, three parties of people were already sitting, including the three regiment leaders and Hua An at the top.
Seeing Liu Feng come in, Hua An stood up from his chair with a smile on his face, came over to greet him, and said with a smile: "Brother Liu, you are here, please sit down."
Liu Feng nodded lightly, found a corner table, and took the three of them over.
Facing Liu Feng's slightly cold expression, Hua An was not angry. He sat back with a smile on his face and ordered the servants to serve food.
The three blood wolves all smiled at Liu Feng and nodded to show their goodwill.
Seeing that their faces were still pale, Liu Feng smiled apologetically.
After the battle last night, he also had a good impression of these three captains in his heart.
Presumably this is what people often call friendship through fighting.
Eating breakfast is not a big deal, but it can also reveal the status and treatment of mercenaries in the convoy.
If it were the previous Blazing Mercenary Group, they would not be eligible for this privilege at all, but now that there is a super strong Liu Feng, it is completely different.
Strength determines treatment.
(I’m advertising for a friend, but she’s a beautiful author, haha. “Feng Shui Master Enters the Otherworld” by Dongxue Wanqing ISBN: 1012815
A ninth-level Feng Shui warlock meets the Holy Mage of the Undead, Sanqing Taoism VS Western magic, who is stronger and who is weaker? Go check it out if you like it)