"Old man, are you crazy? Do you think I'm joking with you?"
Feng Lin's face became colder and colder.
"Don't be angry, I'm not laughing at you, I just think of happy things."
Ji Guangling hurriedly said, "Send me the address, and I'll send the nearest helicopter to pick you up."
"If there is any accident in my village, I will not do the task owed to you!"
After Feng Lin finished speaking, he hung up the phone and sent him the location here.
"Boss, I will accompany you."
Jinguji Qiuhui grabbed Feng Lin's arm.
"I am coming too."
Xu Ruoying also stood up.
"No, you heard it just now, they let me go alone, you follow, I'm afraid they will mess around."
Feng Lin shook his head and left here quickly.
Xu Ruoying clenched her fists secretly, she was still too weak, she must become stronger quickly.
Strive to help Feng Lin.
Feng Lin didn't go to inform the second master, he quickly left the ruins, stood on the mountain and waited for the helicopter.
He also lived in Fengjia Village when he was a child.
Later, he followed his father all over the world to find his mother.
However, after searching for a few years, the father handed Feng Lin to Meng Changsheng.
Although he is away for many years, but every new year, the father will take Feng Lin to visit the grave in his hometown.
In Fengjia Village, the seniority of Feng Chen's lineage is relatively high, which caused Feng Lin's seniority to follow suit.
The younger generation in the village don't care much about such things.
For example, people of the same age as Ergou are called by their names directly.
But the older generation is still very particular.
As long as it is Chinese New Year, a group of middle-aged men in the village knelt down and called Feng Lin uncle.
Especially when Feng Lin was a child, that scene was so memorable.
According to seniority, people who are about the same age as Feng Chen are called Second Master.
That's why, Feng Lin called Meng Changsheng the second master.
In fact, he had already regarded Meng Changsheng as his other father
Los Angeles City in the Central Plains.
Fengjia Village, Tianzhen Town, Huangxian County.
It is located near a low hill.
Outside the village, there is a piece of farmland, and the people here rely on farming for a living.
There is only one village of them in a five-mile radius.
Fengjia Village is not big, with four to five hundred people, about a hundred households.
Under the street lights on the street, several groups of people gathered together in twos and threes.
In front of these people were five people surrounded by black robes.
They stared at the people in front of them indifferently, their eyes full of disbelief.
"Tractor!"
A middle-aged man with half-white hair and a crew cut was throwing down a few poker cards.
"Do not hit."
The fat shirtless man next to him waved his hand.
"I don't want it either."
"It's not too big."
Four middle-aged people are playing poker around a tree root table.
In addition to them, other surrounding villages in the village were also talking and laughing.
"Second aunt, let me use your sickle. I'm going to cut wheat tomorrow."
"How old are you? Just leave it to your dad alone! Your dad is capable."
"Hahaha!"
Several women around couldn't help but get up
"Shut up for me!"
The leading man in black stepped on the ground.
Boom!
The ground under his feet collapsed, and there were several violent vibrations around him.
The street lights above the head can be seen shaking slightly.
"You think I'm joking? Believe it or not, I'll kill you right now!"
The man in black roared to the surroundings.
"Brother, didn't I ask my son to call my uncle?"
The middle-aged man with half-white hair and short hair put the playing cards together and shouted, "Ergou!"
"Dad, what's the matter?"
A shirtless young man ran out from a nearby house.
He was about the same age as Feng Lin, and slightly shorter than Feng Lin, but he was over 1.8 meters tall.
He has a Chinese character face and a very strong body.
His name is Feng Da.??, whose nickname is Ergou, is one year older than Feng Lin.
was Feng Lin's childhood playmate.
"Call you Master Feng Lin again and say they can't wait."
Feng Jun urged.
"knew."
Feng Dazhuang took out his mobile phone and dialed Feng Lin's number.
These men in black looked at each other in disbelief.
The leading middle-aged man walked towards Feng Jun and asked, "Aren't you afraid of death?"
"Brother, if we act scared, will you let us go?"
Feng Jun turned around and asked.
"No." The leader shook his head.
"That's right, we won't let us go anyway, why don't we enjoy ourselves in time?"
Feng Jun smiled and lit a cigarette.
"You guys are very open minded."
The leader said flatly, "So I plan to send you on your way first."
He had never seen such an arrogant villager, and really thought he was joking with them.
As the top killer of the Dragon Palace, the Dragon King sits under Xuanwu, one of the three generals.
It doesn't bother to kill these ordinary people.
His purpose this time was just to seal the forest.
But unexpectedly, these people are too crazy.
Boom!
Xuanwu punched Feng Jun on the head.
Whoosh!
Feng Jun's body flew out diagonally in an instant, and hit a utility pole not far away.
The telegraph pole shattered in an instant and fell obliquely.
Boom!
The fallen utility pole happened to hit the fence of a family.
The entire wall has collapsed.
"Damn it!"
When other people around saw this, they were frightened and fled to their own homes in a hurry.
"Now you know you are afraid? Stop them for me!"
Xuanwu smiled disdainfully and waved his hand.
The four masters behind them all exploded with strength, easily pressing these people to the ground.
"Knowing that fear is a good thing"
"Who the hell brought Lao Tzu's wall down?"
At this moment, the family who was hit by the electric pole.
There was an old growl.
Other people around all put their faces on the ground.
Just then, a shirtless bald man in black shorts stepped out in blue slippers.
His body is skinny.
Can clearly see the ribs in front of the body.
"Feng Jun! Made! It's you again?"
Feng Youfu found Feng Jun lying next to the telephone pole, grabbed his collar, and lifted him up.
"Master, it's really not me this time."
Feng Jun was so frightened that he dropped his cigarettes, he waved his hands in a hurry, and then pointed at the men in black in the middle of the road, "It's them!"
Feng Youfu turned his head, looked at the men in black over there, and shouted angrily, "Who is it? Stop for me!"
"You're so ridiculous, mere ants, dare to act presumptuously in front of us? Old man, isn't it good to be alive"
A man in black flashed in front of Feng Youfu in an instant.
"I'm going to Nima!"
Feng Youfu slapped the man in black on the face.
Boom!
The eyes of the man in black were full of disbelief, and he hit the ground in an instant.
His neck was bent in a strange posture, and blood slowly spilled out of his mouth.
just lost his breath.
Xuan Wu, who was still proud at first, saw this scene, his body trembled with fright, and he was dumbfounded.
What he brought this time were all at the Golden Dragon Mask level.
The four of them are all in the early stage of tempering.
To be slapped to death by a scrawny old man?
Just kidding?
He looked around and found that all the villagers here were too frightened to look up.
He finally understood one thing.
It was not me who frightened these villagers just now.
Instead, the telephone pole smashed the old man's wall. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com