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"Ah, murder!" This woman's voice was so natural that everyone was so shocked that they forgot to run away. When everyone realized, the scene was already in chaos. What was even more funny was that the howling woman was probably so frightened that her legs were weak and she couldn't stand up. In the end, the people around her dragged her away. It wasn't that no one tried to pick her up, but it was just that they couldn't hold her at all.
"Damn it!" Although Lu Feng's xinxing has been greatly improved and his temperament has become colder, he still feels a little uncomfortable seeing an innocent life disappear because of him.
Yang Xing saw Lu Feng fight back and knew that he had no chance. He closed his eyes and waited for death. In this life, he had done many bad things but only a handful of good things. One of them was to save Lu Feng. If he had to choose He would definitely rather do all the bad things than pretend to be a philanthropist, but he had a purpose in choosing Lu Feng. Unfortunately, he would die if his purpose was not achieved.
"Huh?" Yang Xing didn't feel pain, nor did he feel the loss of life. He opened his eyes and saw a strong big hand touching Lu Feng. This person was more than a head taller than Yang Xing. When he looked up, he couldn't help but To my surprise, this man turned out to be a foreign devil.
"Isn't China a land of etiquette? I didn't expect that a young man would actually attack an old man!" The foreign devil said in blunt words. He obviously had some understanding of China, otherwise he would have spoken in English one after another. .
"It's none of your business, don't interfere!" The anger in Lu Feng's eyes made the foreign devil take a step back unconsciously. After all, he could have killed Yang Xing easily, but he was ruined by this foreign devil.
"Haha, if you don't like the affairs of the world, you have to take care of it!" The foreign devil probably read a lot of novels, and he spoke very proudly.
"Thank you for the rescue!" Yang Xing secretly smiled while showing a very weak expression.
"No need to thank you, my name is Obama, and I'm just helping you out of consideration for my own race!" Lu Feng sighed inwardly after hearing the other party's introduction. This is how much hatred he has with Obama, and he actually wants to kill each other. Don't ask me what the wheel means, you know.
"Those words of righteous Ling Ran are all excuses. It turns out that you think he is a vampire, but do you know that I am also a vampire!" After Lu Feng finished speaking, he rushed towards Yang Xing again. The attack method he used was exactly the same. It was a vampire technique, which immediately put Obama in a difficult position. After all, it is difficult for an upright official to handle household affairs. It is not just the Chinese who understand this truth.
"Since you two are our own people, you should settle your grudges among yourself!" Obama was straightforward and immediately withdrew from the two of them. The most important thing was that he saw Lu Feng's attack, and it was obvious that there was a big gap between him and others. I wouldn't risk my life for a stranger.
"You can't just ignore the situation. After all, I'm from Asia." Yang Xing's next words were directly beaten back by Lu Feng. After all, if Obama wanted to know that Yang Xing was in charge of affairs in Asia, he would definitely get involved.
"There is no way, our regions are different. I am from the United States and am an American vampire. It is not convenient for me to interfere in your internal affairs." Obama said awkwardly. This is also the American style of life. He bullies the soft and is afraid of the tough. Seeing Lu Feng If you are very strong, you will retreat. If Lu Feng acts weak, he will definitely not give up. Americans are like big wolf dogs. They are always self-righteous and bark when they see people. If you beat them hard, they will be beaten next time. He knows how to behave with his tail between his legs.
"Then you will be buried with me!" Yang Xing grabbed Obama and hit Lu Feng, then turned around and ran away. Obviously, this old boy's running skills are not good. He will use whatever he can according to local conditions, but he does not waste resources.
Lu Feng held Obama in his palm and threw it aside. Obama, who thought he would be attacked by Lu Feng, immediately thanked him. However, Lu Feng had no time to listen to his thanks. His goal was to kill Yang Xing, and he did not want to cause trouble for Obama. Otherwise, they would have been eliminated a long time ago, and it would just be regarded as the Eight-Nation Allied Forces asking for interest from the Americans.
Yang Xing was wandering in the downtown area like a drunkard. He was exhausted at this time, but when he heard Lu Feng's footsteps getting closer and closer behind him, he could only grit his teeth and rush forward. Passers-by looked at him covered in blood. The old men immediately got out of the way. After all, this kind of dress was obviously not a good thing.
"Hehehe, God help me!" Lu Feng watched Yang Xing run into a dead end and walked toward him with a smile.
"Lu Feng, for the sake of master and apprentice, please forgive me. The count asked me to do all this. You should know how I treated you back then, and I passed on all my fifty years of skills to you! "Yang Xing turned around and knelt on the ground. The desire to survive had made him give up his dignity, his status, and being the number one person in charge in Asia. Now he would rather have nothing and just hope that Lu Feng can let him live.
"In this case, when I see the earl, I will take you to say hello to him." Lu Feng said and punched him.??, there are still dozens of centimeters away from Yang Xing, but Yang Xing has already vomited blood and fallen to the ground. His heart has been sunken and his eyes have become dim. Everything is over. Lu Feng's mentor is now Lu Feng. Feng's enemies, all grudges will be over.
"Do you know the Count?" Obama obviously heard the last sentence when he rushed over, and immediately re-evaluated Lu Feng. After all, the vampire family knows a lot about the Count, but there are very few people who know the Count, and there are only a few regional managers. I have seen it before, but others basically have no chance. You must know that the earl is a magic dragon that never sees its tail.
"Well, what's wrong?" Lu Feng looked at Obama coldly. He didn't have any good impressions of Obama. It should be that he didn't have any good impressions of the vampire family, including Aimenger, who also used his connections.
"Can you take me to see the Count? I want to know the whereabouts of the artifact!" After Obama said this, Lu Feng was stunned. This man is too down-to-earth. He told such important information for the first time when we met. Are all foreign devils so upright?
"Are you a representative from the Americas?" Lu Feng asked, without responding to Obama's request.
"How do you know?" Obama looked at Lu Feng and immediately realized that he had made a slip of the tongue. He was excited just now because he knew someone knew the earl, but he forgot about the representative of the artifact. Looking at Lu Feng's yellow skin, black heads and black eyes, it was obvious that He is an Asian. Could it be that the other party is also a representative?
"Don't worry, I'm not a representative from Asia, and I won't compete with you for some artifact. However, I may not be able to take you to see the Count. You can find representatives from Europe. They are in the capital. I guess with your strength, you should be able to find out. What's going on?" Lu Feng was a naked provocation. He was sure that Obama did not come alone, and he was sure that after revealing the news to him, the other party would be able to find clues, and finally
"Oh, that really bothers you. It's nice to meet you. I hope we can see you again when I have the opportunity!" After Obama said that, he turned around and left. As expected, he is an American devil. He uses people to go forward and not people to go behind. He is very realistic.
During the conversation between the two, they did not pay attention to the dead Yang Xing on the ground. At this time, Lu Feng looked at the dead Yang Xing and felt a sense of sadness in his heart. After all, this was his master. He was the one who led him in. Unexpectedly, There will be a day when he kills his master with his own hands, which he would never have dared to think about before.
The grievances between the two have disappeared with the death of Yang Xing. Now Lu Feng's biggest enemy is not Yang Xing, but the more terrifying Earl. He knows that the Earl has been staring at him, but he doesn't know why the other party didn't intervene. This incident, however, he believed was just the beginning.
"Ah, murder!" This woman's voice was so natural that everyone was so shocked that they forgot to run away. When everyone realized, the scene was already in chaos. What was even more funny was that the howling woman was probably so frightened that her legs were weak and she couldn't stand up. In the end, the people around her dragged her away. It wasn't that no one tried to pick her up, but it was just that they couldn't hold her at all.
"Damn it!" Although Lu Feng's xinxing has been greatly improved and his temperament has become colder, he still feels a little uncomfortable seeing an innocent life disappear because of him.
Yang Xing saw Lu Feng fight back and knew that he had no chance. He closed his eyes and waited for death. In this life, he had done many bad things but only a handful of good things. One of them was to save Lu Feng. If he had to choose He would definitely rather do all the bad things than pretend to be a philanthropist, but he had a purpose in choosing Lu Feng. Unfortunately, he would die if his purpose was not achieved.
"Huh?" Yang Xing didn't feel pain, nor did he feel the loss of life. He opened his eyes and saw a strong big hand touching Lu Feng. This person was more than a head taller than Yang Xing. When he looked up, he couldn't help but To my surprise, this man turned out to be a foreign devil.
"Isn't China a land of etiquette? I didn't expect that a young man would actually attack an old man!" The foreign devil said in blunt words. He obviously had some understanding of China, otherwise he would have spoken in English one after another. .
"It's none of your business, don't interfere!" The anger in Lu Feng's eyes made the foreign devil take a step back unconsciously. After all, he could have killed Yang Xing easily, but he was ruined by this foreign devil.
"Haha, if you don't like the affairs of the world, you have to take care of it!" The foreign devil probably read a lot of novels, and he spoke very proudly.
"Thank you for the rescue!" Yang Xing secretly smiled while showing a very weak expression.
"No need to thank you, my name is Obama, and I'm just helping you out of consideration for my own race!" Lu Feng sighed inwardly after hearing the other party's introduction. This is how much hatred he has with Obama, and he actually wants to kill each other. Don't ask me what the wheel means, you know. There is so much hatred that they want to kill each other in turn. Don't ask me what the wheel means, you know.
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