Chengdu is the capital of Sichuan Province and is extremely prosperous.
Not only people from the Feng Cult are here, but also many people from the third-rate Demon Cult would like to live in this international metropolis like Chengdu.
But now, except for the people from the Feng Cult, all the people from the third-rate Demon Cult in Chengdu have quietly left Chengdu.
Everyone knows that Dong Minghu and Dong Mingcun of the Bee Cult are now fighting for the position of leader and have started to attack each other.
Kill one of you today and one of you tomorrow.
As the key point in the fight between the two, Lin Xiaofeng has been fishing and playing basketball with Fatty Huang every day for the past half month, without asking anything about the affairs between Dong Minghu and Dong Mingcun.
The two people asked, and Lin Xiaofeng responded unanimously: The time has not come yet, so it is not easy to take action.
That afternoon, Lin Xiaofeng and Huang Fatty walked into the school carrying a bucket of fish.
There is a small river ditch near the school, and there are many fat fish in it.
In the past few days, the two of them were responsible for fishing. Xu Xiangyang made a pot and cooked fish every day. The three of them set up a small stove in the dormitory and drank some beer. It was much more comfortable than eating in the school cafeteria.
The two of them walked back to the dormitory carrying the fish. As soon as they opened the door, they saw Dong Minghu sitting in the dormitory.
He is chatting with Xu Xiangyang.
"Master Dong, why are you here?" Lin Xiaofeng asked.
Dong Minghu watched Lin Xiaofeng come in, and his smiling face turned cold.
Seeing this, Lin Xiaofeng said, "If you have anything to do, let's go out and talk."
Dong Minghu glanced at Fatty Huang and Xu Xiangyang: "That's fine."
Lin Xiaofeng took Dong Minghu to the roof of the dormitory building.
Dong Minghu put his hands behind his back, looked into the distance, and said to Lin Xiaofeng: "Brother Lin, I regard you as my own brother. Every time I come to you to ask about killing my brother, you put it off and say the time has not come yet. As a result, you fish every day? This
The days are really leisurely.”
There was a hint of anger in his words.
Can you not be angry? Lin Xiaofeng promised well when we had dinner at Cuiyun Pavilion before, but in the blink of an eye, he went fishing and having fun every day and forgot about the promise he made to himself.
If Lin Xiaofeng was not so powerful and feared that he would offend Lin Xiaofeng and switch to Dong Mingcun, Dong Minghu would have even wanted to directly arrest Lin Xiaofeng's friends and threaten them.
Lin Xiaofeng said nonchalantly: "Master Dong, you have wronged me. Do you think I can be as powerful as you? You can't kill Dong Mingcun at your current position. I am alone, how can I kill him?"
"Hmph, three days, if you can't kill him within three days, I want you to look good!" After Dong Minghu finished speaking, he turned around and left.
Lin Xiaofeng looked at his back and was too lazy to talk to him anymore.
…
In a luxury villa in Chengdu, next to the swimming pool, an old man in his seventies was lying on a chair and basking in the sun.
Standing beside him was Hu Fen, Elder Hu.
Hu Fen is an elder of the Bee Sect and has great power, but he is extremely respectful next to this old man, much more respectful than he is in front of Dong Minghu.
The reason is simple.
This old man is the leader of the Bee Cult and the father of Dong Mingcun and Dong Minghu.
Dong Fenglin.
Dong Fenglin was not as critically ill as everyone thought. Instead, he was in high spirits, lying on a chair and reading the newspaper, while Hu Fen was on the side, giving a detailed report on the fight between the two brothers Dong Minghu.
After listening, Dong Fenglin nodded slightly, closed his eyes and said nothing.
Hu Fen then asked: "Leader, why did you let the two brothers kill each other like this?"
Hu Fen was very confused. In fact, he was the only one in the entire Bee Sect who knew that Dong Fenglin was not critically ill at all.
"Do you know why I pretend to be critically ill?" Dong Fenglin rubbed his temples.
"Because you want to choose a stronger person from the two brothers to take over the Bee Cult?" Hu Fen asked.
In fact, he has always wondered about this issue.
Although the leader is older, he has always been in good health, but in the end he had to pretend like this and let his two sons fight.
This is really abnormal in my heart.
Of course, Hu Fen only thought about this in his mind and did not dare to say it out loud.
Dong Fenglin opened his eyes: "The Bee Cult is something I have worked hard for all my life, and it must not fall into the hands of outsiders."
"If I were in good health, no one would dare to take advantage of the Bee Cult. But after I fell ill, the Bee Cult looked like a sweet cake to outsiders, or at most a cake that was difficult to bite."
"If anyone wants to take a bite, I will make him lose a tooth!" Dong Fenglin said fiercely.
…
Dong Mingcun's situation is not easy.
After all, his power was still too weak. If he hadn't pulled Elder Liu Zhenfei to his side, he might have been killed by Dong Minghu long ago.
Dong Mingcun still underestimated Dong Minghu’s power.
Several times he couldn't help but want to call Huang Hongyi and accept the contract from the supernatural team.
The day after Dong Minghu came to Lin Xiaofeng, Dong Mingcun also came to his door.
Lin Xiaofeng was in the dormitory with a piece of cloth wiping the demon knife when Dong Mingcun opened the door.
He bowed his hand to Lin Xiaofeng in an unusually polite manner and said, "Brother Lin, do you have time?"
Lin Xiaofeng nodded and said, "Brother Mingcun, is there something wrong?"
Dong Mingcun showed a trace of embarrassment on his face and said: "To be honest, I have been forced to retreat by my brother now. If I continue this trend, I am afraid I will not be far from losing."
Dong Mingcun said it very tactfully, and the meaning of his words was obvious.
"I also understand your difficulties, but now is not the best opportunity for me to take action. There are so many masters around Dong Minghu, and it is too difficult to take action against him." Lin Xiaofeng said.
Dong Mingcun nodded, without the slightest complaint or dissatisfaction on his face. Instead, he said: "Brother Lin, don't be too anxious about this matter. After all, it is a matter of your life. It is best to be careful."
If the same is true, Dong Mingcun and Dong Minghu have completely opposite attitudes.
Not to mention whether Dong Mingcun said this sincerely, at least Lin Xiaofeng felt quite comfortable after hearing it.
Suddenly, Lin Xiaofeng's cell phone rang.
He picked it up and saw that it was Liu Boqing calling.
Lin Xiaofeng glanced at Dong Mingcun across from him and wondered why he was calling at this time.
Dong Mingcun asked: "If it's inconvenient, can I avoid it?"
"No need." Lin Xiaofeng said and walked to the balcony.
As soon as he picked up the phone, Liu Boqing's voice came: "Give the phone to Dong Mingcun. The situation has changed somewhat. I need to talk to him in person."
"Has the situation changed?" Lin Xiaofeng became confused.
Liu Boqing said: "Just out of curiosity, I wanted to calculate when his father Dong Fenglin passed away. The results showed that Dong Fenglin had no physical problems at all and his illness was faked."