Lin Xiaofeng was not blind and could tell that Xia Linclan was the leader of this group of people.
Although Lin Xiaofeng didn't want to hurt these people, if they wanted to take the tin box away by force, Lin Xiaofeng would not show mercy.
"For our own good?" Xia Lincun said, "This is a treasure left by our ancestors. Now you won't let us take it away, and you still say it's for our own good."
"The treasure left behind?" Lin Xiaofeng guessed it in his mind, and asked with a smile on his face: "What kind of treasure do you really think is in this?"
"It's been passed down by our ancestors, isn't it a treasure?" The guy who was grilling mutton skewers looked Lin Xiaofeng up and down: "Boy, are you trying to embezzle the treasure passed down by our ancestors?"
This was the first time that Xia Linwen had a good impression of this guy grilling mutton skewers.
As soon as the guy said the words "Kebab Kebab", the others no longer cared about being afraid. They all looked at Lin Xiaofeng with suspicion, fearing that Lin Xiaofeng would take away their treasure.
Xia Lin clan wanted this situation. He pointed at Lin Xiaofeng's nose and yelled: "Tell me! Are you coveting the treasures left by our ancient Ruoqiang country?"
Lin Xiaofeng was too lazy to look at him, and he really had no intention of continuing to reason with this group of people.
If the iron box wasn't of such great importance, Lin Xiaofeng would have even wanted them to just carry it away.
These bastards are not going to jump off the building to seek their own death. They have to touch this iron box.
Thinking of this, Lin Xiaofeng couldn't help but get angry.
"Take him away directly, don't talk to him about anything." Xia Linva said.
"You dare to move and try?" The demon knife in Lin Xiaofeng's hand pointed at Xia Linshou's neck.
Xia Lincun hit Lin Xiaofeng in the chest with his backhand.
However, Lin Xiaofeng reacted much faster than him and easily dodged Xia Linclan's punch.
He kicked Xia Linwen in the chest.
Xia Linwei was hit by this kick and retreated repeatedly, and actually hit the iron box.
Xia Linyou's face showed anger, and he wanted to rush forward and continue fighting Lin Xiaofeng. Suddenly, he felt an extremely strong cold air coming from the iron box and swept towards him, making him unable to move at all.
At this time, waves of black cold air emerged from the iron box and penetrated into Xia Linyou's body. Xia Linyou's face turned blue and white in turns.
When the group of people grilling mutton skewers saw it, they were so frightened that they ran away.
A cold aura came from Xia Linva's body, which made Lin Xiaofeng feel a little uncomfortable.
This cold breath is different from the Yin Qi and evil spirits I encountered before.
Xia Linyou felt like a different person. He took a deep breath, looked around, and asked with a smile on his face: "Kid, where is this place?"
The language this man spoke was a bit strange, a bit like a dialect.
Fortunately, Lin Xiaofeng could barely understand it.
"You are." Lin Xiaofeng was shocked: "Are you Xia Ji?"
It seems that this iron box contains the three souls and seven souls of Xia Ji, the master of Ruoqiang.
Xia Linwei, no, it should be said that Xia Ji smiled at this time: "Don't be so surprised, kid. Come on, take me out for a walk, and by the way, introduce what the world is like now."
When Lin Xiaofeng waited for Xia Ji to come closer, he aimed at Xia Ji with the demon knife in his hand.
Unexpectedly, Xia Ji gently raised his hand and grabbed Lin Xiaofeng's hand.
Instantly, a biting coldness penetrated from his hand, and the power of ghost magic in Lin Xiaofeng's body could not dispel it.
"Kid, I don't mean any harm, I just want someone to chat with me." Xia Ji said with a smile.
How the hell do you think this is not malicious?
Lin Xiaofeng felt that the cold air in his body could not be dispelled, so he simply took a deep breath: "Since the Imperial Master is so elegant, I will accompany you for a walk."
After walking out of the Public Security Bureau, Xia Ji saw all kinds of high-rise buildings outside. He was like a country bumpkin who had just entered the city. He would ask questions for a long time about everything he saw.
Lin Xiaofeng followed him, explaining while thinking about how to get out of trouble.
I don’t know if Fang Yaozu noticed anything strange inside the police station. Anyway, Lin Xiaofeng walked around with Xia Ji for an hour without any police coming.
Xia Linclan was in his thirties and in his prime. After being possessed by Xia Ji, Xia Ji put his hands behind his back, showing an old look.
"Master Xia, when are you going to take the coldness out of my body?" Lin Xiaofeng asked.
Xia Ji slowly replied: "Don't worry, this is cold poison. You will be safe within a month."
"What exactly do you want to do?" Lin Xiaofeng stared into Xia Ji's eyes.
Xia Ji chuckled and said, "Of course it's resurrection. My little friend, you've been walking with me for so long. It's hard work."
"How about this? You help me find the other two iron boxes, and I will spare your life. How about that?" Xia Ji asked.
He said this as if he had taken advantage of himself by sparing his own life.
Lin Xiaofeng did not dare to show any dissatisfaction on his face, and asked with a smile: "What about you?"
"I'll go back to Ruoqiang territory and wait for news from you. Just give me the phone number you just mentioned." Xia Ji said.
Lin Xiaofeng read out his phone number.
Xia Ji turned around and left with a smile.
Looking at Xia Ji's back, Lin Xiaofeng felt a huge sense of oppression.
This Xia Ji is just a possessor of three souls and seven souls at this time, and he is no match for him. How powerful will he be when he really finds the other two iron boxes?
Thinking of this, Lin Xiaofeng couldn't help but feel a sense of powerlessness in his heart.
I originally thought that by defeating so many talented people in the Demonic Way, I was already considered a top expert.
But now that I think about it, I'm afraid it's not enough.
However, in this Holy Cult competition, after so much tempering, Lin Xiaofeng became calmer than before.
Lin Xiaofeng picked up his cell phone and called Liu Boqing.
The call was quickly connected.
"Hello?" Liu Boqing asked on the other end of the phone: "How is Xia Ji's situation?"
"He ran away." Lin Xiaofeng said.
Upon hearing this, Liu Boqing on the other end of the phone was silent for a long time before he said, "Tell me what's going on."
Lin Xiaofeng knew that Liu Boqing was resourceful, so he did not hide anything and told what happened.
After listening, Liu Boqing said: "This Xia Ji is very dangerous. If he is really resurrected, I am afraid there will be big trouble."
"Director Liu, my life is still in his hands now. Do you have any way to get rid of the cold poison?"
Lin Xiaofeng didn't care whether Xia Jiwei was in danger or not. This was something Liu Boqing himself should consider.
Lin Xiaofeng's top priority is to get rid of the cold poison in his body first.
Liu Boqing said: "Calm down and don't be anxious. It's a bit complicated to get rid of this cold poison."
Lin Xiaofeng couldn't help but murmur in his heart, it's not that you, the old man, are suffering from cold poison, of course you can calm down.