Seeing the package being torn open, Lang Zhen's heart sank.
He knows very well that there are too many weird things in Feng Jun's package, which can easily arouse the covetousness of others.
But the next moment, he became stunned: several packages contained neat cigarettes, a few changes of clothes, and no other items.
Even lighters, there are only seven or eight.
"Impossible," Jia Xingwang shouted first, as if he was crazy, "How come the hedgehog's thorns are missing?"
It took Lao Liu four or five minutes to figure out the purpose of those goods. To be honest, except for those lighters, he really didn't like other things.
But two of the knights were smokers. They tore open their cigarettes and smoked them. After only two puffs, they praised the taste of the smoke.
When the young man in blue saw this, he was a little disappointed. He glanced sideways at Feng Jun, "Is this the thing you are protecting with all your life?"
Feng Jun¡¯s face looked very ugly. In fact, he had just brought a few backpacks and motorcycles back to reality and exchanged a few backpacks for cigarettes. The thought of spending some more energy points made his teeth itch.
Regarding the Thirteenth Young Master¡¯s question, he just looked at it coldly and did not make any response.
A scholar can be killed but not humiliated. The key point is that he cannot be humiliated. As for the value of the things he protects, that is not important.
The Thirteenth Young Master was a little annoyed by this look. He also vaguely guessed what the other party meant, so he sneered, "Get these things first, take them back to Yangshan and hand them over to the county government, and investigate carefully these two people Take it back too."
Feng Jun still didn't speak. Lang Zhen was still unhappy at first, but he kept silent when he saw the immortal cultivator, so he simply shut up.
Jia Xingwang, on the other hand, panicked when he saw this, "My lords, Lang Zhen is an honest man, but he was deceived by this bandit's spy."
He wanted to restore his image in front of the future Lao Taishan, but Lone Wolf was not even interested in looking at him.
"Bewitched?" When Lao Liu heard this, he became interested, "Tell me about it?"
When he learned that Lang Zhen had left the army and was working in the escort agency, he no longer took this person seriously - there was really nothing to fear from the escort agency. Only the support of the army would make the Gu family a little afraid. .
Now that he knew that Lone Wolf was bewitched by a stranger and became a follower, he couldn't help but become curious.
But Jia Xingwang also knew that there were some special things about Feng Jun that he could not tell, such as the methods of miracle doctors.
" Otherwise, the Gu family may change their original intention and embrace the miracle doctor's lap - no matter how powerful the force is, they are not willing to offend the doctor.
So he talked vaguely about Feng Jun. The main focus was to introduce the status of the Jia family and the Lang family in Xiaohu Village, and how the two families were even about to get married, but they were disturbed by this stranger.
They gathered together to chat. Feng Jun and Lang Zhen were more than a hundred meters away from them, sitting on a stone.
The knights did not guard the two men. They had horses and were not afraid of the two men escaping.
In fact, even Lao Liu thinks that if these two run away, they don't need to chase them - just eat the other's goods. If the other party really has some background, it won't be too offending.
Lang Zhen and Feng Jun were whispering at this moment, "Why don't you reveal your identity? The Gu family will definitely not dare to provoke the practitioners."
Feng Jun glanced at him and didn't explain. He just replied lightly, "I have my own considerations."
"It's so damn hard to die. The lone wolf has too much imagination, yet he still does this. You won't tell me why?" I can make up my mind.
Is it because Divine Doctor Feng didn¡¯t train his body and his close combat ability is poor? Or does the Feng family have a rule that when their children go out to practice, they cannot use the banner of immortal cultivators? Or do immortal cultivators have to go through this process that is close to self-abuse in order to complete the accumulation of worldly feelings?
He was thinking about it when he suddenly heard Feng Jun speak again, "You said we went to Yangshan. What would be the consequences if I didn't reveal my identity?"
Lang Zhen retracted his thoughts and rolled his eyes at him angrily, "I don't know what you are worried about, but I can be sure that if you are an ordinary person, the possibility of entering the Yangshan County Yamen alive is very unlikely I will kill you with one knife. If you kill him, how much money will you save?"
Feng Jun looked at him thoughtfully, "That means that after leaving Yangning, we will be in danger?"
Lang Zhen shook his head and smiled helplessly, "If it weren't for me, you would be in danger now, why would you need to leave Yangning? What they are worried about is that they can't surround me, and once they escape, their crimes will be publicized If you¡¯re a normal person.¡±
?The brown-yellow papyrus from the ? plane is many times more high-end.
It is precisely because of the extraordinaryness reflected in these little bits that the thirteenth young master of the Gu family is afraid. He does not dare to fall out immediately, but thinks about returning to his own territory and then concocting it.
Feng Jun walked to the motorcycle, took out an object from his pocket, inserted it, and the person stepped on it. At the same time, he did not forget to shout softly, "Jump up!"
Hearing this, Lang Zhen was slightly startled at first, and then without saying a word, he jumped directly onto Feng Jun's neck.
He had paid great attention to his technique, but his body weighing more than 100 kilograms still made Feng Jun fall forward.
"There is a seat behind me!" Feng Jun shouted angrily, started the motorcycle and turned on the headlights, "Hold on to me!"
Lang Zhen¡¯s skills were not for nothing. He shrunk and slid behind Feng Jun, riding firmly on the seat.
Under the bright lights of the car, the motorcycle made a huge roar, and Feng Jun took Lang Zhen away.
"I'll go!" The cigarette in Mingshao's mouth fell to the ground. His mouth was slightly open and his eyes were wide open. "That is what is that, a spiritual beast?"
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