Chapter 2 Terrible! Someone is going to Antarctica to do that to penguins
——Although I don’t want to say it, I have to say that my name is Zhang San, and my life is not happy. My wife ran away because of domestic violence, and my daughter was insulted and committed suicide. But the other person was too powerful and was an immortal cultivator. I am not.
His opponent had no choice but to pay attention to that bar and wanted to extort some money, but he didn't expect...
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"A bunch of bastards and vampires who care about human life, call your boss out..."
When Qin Feng first arrived here, he heard a middle-aged man yelling and even injured several clerks.
He frowned, looked at the person next to him, and asked him what happened.
After the explanation from his clerk, Qin Feng knew why this middle-aged man came here to cause trouble.
It turned out that just two days ago, this middle-aged man's daughter and several classmates came to his bar to drink.
As a result, he was "picked up" by others.
The girl couldn't bear the blow and hanged herself yesterday afternoon.
The middle-aged man could not afford to offend the person who attacked his daughter, so he had no choice but to come to this bar to cause trouble and ask for some money.
Knowing the whole story, Qin Feng walked up to the middle-aged man and looked at him calmly.
"Do you think I am doing charity?"
Zhang San's expression changed slightly and he shouted: "You are the boss here, what do you mean by this? My daughter..."
"It's none of my business?" Qin Feng's words choked the other party and left him speechless.
He looked at the current man. He was tall and thick, much stronger than the average person.
Moreover, this man had some evil spirits about him. He had obviously seen blood, but he still did not dare to find the bastard who had ravaged his daughter.
In other words, the other party is very likely to be an immortal cultivator.
However, these have nothing to do with Qin Feng, he is just opening the door for business, a bar owner who just wants to spend the rest of his life in a low profile.
"What? You actually said it has nothing to do with you? If my daughter hadn't drank your wine, how could she have gotten drunk?"
"If she wasn't drunk, how could something like that happen?"
Zhang San looked extremely excited, veins popped out on his forehead, and he looked extremely emotionally unstable.
"You are making trouble unreasonably!"
Qin Feng smiled slightly and waved his hand.
"Break both legs and throw them out. If anything happens, I will be responsible."
However, even though he did this, the clerks in the bar looked at each other and no one dared to take action.
"A bunch of cowards!" Zhang San sneered.
He looked at Qin Feng and said in a condescending tone: "If you don't give me 8 million today, you won't be able to open this bar again!"
Qin Feng held his chin with one hand and said with a smile: "I would like to know if you still have the same momentum when facing the murderer who hurt your daughter?"
Zhang San knew that what he said was unreasonable, so he simply kept silent and walked aside and started smashing things.
Qin Feng didn't stop him. He even waved his hand to stop his clerk from stopping the man, and quietly watched the other man's performance.
After smashing a few tables, Zhang San felt something was wrong and looked at Qin Feng... The other party didn't want to stop him?
"Let me do the math...the total is 88,888 yuan. Should I pay by card or cash?"
After roughly estimating the damage to his property, Qin Feng looked at the man with a smile.
Although adding up, the other party only damaged more than ten tables, which is far from the price. However, this is Qin Feng's territory. He said it is worth more than 80,000, and it is worth more than 80,000.
"Brush your hair!"
Zhang San shouted loudly.
"Satisfy you."
Qin Feng picked up the beer bottle in his hand and knocked it hard on the counter. The bottle shattered and he threw it away.
The broken beer bottle plunged directly into Zhang San's neck, destroying a high-tech device.
Boom!
Zhang San fell down directly, lifeless.
"If you don't have the strength, why are you pretending to be cool?"
After killing Zhang San, Qin Feng walked out of the bar calmly, leaving behind all the dark-colored and nervous shop assistants who didn't know what to do.
Somewhere on the street outside.
"Why is there no sound?"
In a van, two people were listening to the surveillance camera. After hearing "brush your head", there was a burst of noise, and then there was no sound anymore.
While they were tinkering with their equipment, the car door suddenly opened and the sun shone in, surprising them.
"It's actually you?"
"How did you find out..."
Before these two people could finish speaking, Qin Feng threw them out of the car.
They were horrified.
You know, although they have not yet stepped into the door of cultivating immortals, they already have Ming Jin, and they are irresistible masters to ordinary people.
But in front of this person, he was as fragile as a baby, without any resistance.
The journey of a warrior begins with Ming Jin, then Dark Jin, then Hua Jin, and finally Dan Jin.
In the past, Dan Jin was the master, symbolizing the most powerful physical ability in the world. Flying flowers and picking leaves can hurt people.
Even now, despite the existence of immortal cultivators, Grandmaster Dan Jin is still very powerful.
Although the two of them are not masters of Dan Jin, or even powerful Huajin masters, nor masters of Dark Jin, they are still little masters of Ming Jin!
When will a random person from this mortal world be able to defeat a Ming Jin warrior?
"I'll give you a chance and take me to meet the people behind you." Qin Feng's face was calm.
"Don't even think about it..."
Before one of them finished speaking, Qin Feng stretched out his finger and exploded the other person!
No flesh and blood left!
He looked at the other person, making the other person tremble and hurriedly nodded in agreement.
A minute later, Qin Feng sat in the back seat of the car and made a phone call.
"I'm going to do some errands and I'll be back later. You can practice well at home."
"But today is Friday, Master promised to take me out to play..." Yue Menghan's voice sounded a little puzzled on the other side of the phone.
Qin Feng thought carefully and said: "I will take you to play on the weekend, take you... to the Antarctic. Don't you really want to eat roasted penguins?"
Over there, Yue Menghan was pleasantly surprised.
"But, Master, you killed someone, and several store clerks didn't want to do it anymore. They were worried..."
"You tell them that they must either adapt to this era or be eliminated by it." Qin Feng hung up the phone after saying this.
The young man who was sitting in the front seat of the car couldn't help but twitching his lips when he heard the conversation between the master and the apprentice.
Go to Antarctica and eat penguins live...why don't you go to heaven?
If it were in previous eras, this sentence might still have some credibility.
But now, a holy land for cultivating immortals has appeared in the Antarctic region, and the creatures living there have been affected and evolved to extremely high levels.
For example, the penguins there can even fight the Grandmaster.
Even immortal cultivators dare not set foot there easily.
"Brother, are you going to Antarctica tomorrow?" The man couldn't help but ask.
"Shh-"
Qin Feng motioned to the other party not to speak.
"Low-key, I'm very low-key, don't tell anyone, do you understand?"
The man nodded hurriedly, wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh, and his face was a little distorted.
After about an hour, we finally arrived.
Qin Feng got out of the car and found an extremely luxurious compound.
To own such a compound in the Seventh Ring Road of Jincheng City requires not only sufficient financial strength, but also a lot of connections.