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Chapter 589: The wanton slave

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    What a familiar melody, what a happy and sweet voice in his memory. Xing Feng never expected that today, he could still hear this song that has been famous for many years.  Unknowingly, Xing Feng's footsteps were getting closer and closer to the place where the singing was coming from. When he walked around a corner of the street, he finally saw the woman singing this song.  This is a woman with disheveled hair, about twenty years old, with a dirty face. However, the woman¡¯s makeup skills are obviously not very good. People with sharp eyes will definitely be able to tell at a glance that her face is dirty.  The ups and downs of Xi were deliberately erased!  Xing Feng is no longer surprised by this phenomenon. He has seen many women paint their faces that they were once proud of, their faces that are pleasing to the eye, with colorful paint, or make them look dusty.  The purpose is nothing more than to better protect yourself!  The world has changed. The rules, laws, and moral bottom lines of the past have been trampled to pieces here!  Next to this woman, there was an old man in his sixties with a bitter face, holding a bagpipe-like instrument in his hand. Xing Feng recognized that it was an instrument from this world called the pot flute.  Xing Feng just glanced at the old man and could tell that he was not a player, but just an ordinary aboriginal.  But that woman, no need to ask, must be a player. Otherwise, how could she sing the classic hit song that everyone in the world knew?  Xing Feng stood there with his hands behind his back, completely immersed in the memories that the song brought to him. He remembered that his father liked this actress's song the most, and even he and his younger sister Xing Yan were also influenced by it. Xing Feng felt that there was something in the corner of his eyes as he was a relative at that age.  I am feeling rusty and my nose is a little sore. It has been more than two years now. I don¡¯t know how my parents and relatives who have returned to their original world are doing now, or whether they have really returned to their original world!  Xing Feng closed his eyes, and also restrained his domain power, turning a deaf ear to all the noise in the commotion, except for the song that, although not beautiful, could move people's hearts.  But suddenly, the sound stopped abruptly, and what followed was a woman's scream.  Xing Feng heard it and realized that the scream came from the woman who sang earlier.  He suddenly opened his eyes and saw three young men surrounding the woman who deliberately made her face dirty.  "Master Zhou, that's her. I accidentally saw her washing her face by a small river outside the city this morning. Her skin was white and she was beautiful. Later, she deliberately smeared her face with dust and messed up her hair.  She is a real beauty!" A young man with a black mole as big as a soybean on his chin said with a low eyebrow to another person who was dressed in gorgeous clothes.  Zhou Wenjin showed great interest and said frivolously: "You, raise your head." This Zhou Wenjin was wearing a white gown, a fluorescent gemstone around his waist, and a purple-gold crown on his head.  His temperament is filled with a sense of superiority.  If you look carefully, you still have some resemblance to Zhou Wenqing.  In addition to his surname and whose family he comes from, there is no need for any explanation.  But the woman kept her head hanging, her shoulders trembling a little, and her hands stirring the corners of her clothes, looking very hesitant.  Suddenly a kick came flying, causing the woman to stagger back a few steps and fall to the ground.  The woman glared angrily at the man who had a black mole on his chin, and it was him who kicked him.  "Asshole, Master Zhou asked you to raise your head, didn't you hear me?" The young man with the mole on his chin pointed at the woman and yelled, looking like a dog fighting for power.  There were a total of three young men in the field, not counting Zhou Wenjin and the two people with the black mole on their chin, and another young man. However, they watched this scene with indifference, with anger in their eyes, obviously not dissatisfied with the slave.  However, the so-called dog beating also depends on the owner, so I didn¡¯t say much.  "Chen Zhong, don't be too rude when treating women. It's okay to be hated by a man. If you kill him, it will be a problem. But if you are hated by a woman, and she is a beautiful woman, it will be troublesome. It would be a pity to kill her, but to leave her as a problem!  " Zhou Wenjin said in a neutral tone, and then he sneered calmly: "Why don't you get some water to help this girl wash her? " After Zhou Wenjin finished speaking, Chen, who had a mole on his chin, said  In response to Zhong's action, the middle-aged man with a mustache dressed as the shopkeeper of the restaurant took the initiative to come out with a large basin of water, walked up to Zhou Wenjin and said with a twitching chrysanthemum face: "Master Zhou, water,  There is water here, little man!" At this time, Chen Zhong hurriedly stepped forward, curled his lips and muttered: "You bitch, you are really good at flattering me. You know that our young master Zhou is the favorite genius heir of the current family head.?In the successor competition later, even Zhou Wenqing, who is nearly twenty years older than our young master, and even the top master Zhou Wenshan, even if they are superior in strength, have no chance to compete with our young master for the position of head of the family.  !  "The restaurant manager immediately agreed with a smile: "That's right, that's right, who knows, the young master Wen Jin of the Zhou family is really an unparalleled genius. When he reaches the age of Zhou Wenqing and Zhou Wenshan, won't he be able to do whatever he wants?  The entire sea of ??broken stars!  Even the inner sea cannot stop our young master Wen Jin!  " Zhou Wenjin seemed to be very satisfied with the unabashed praise from others, and his face was taken for granted. While the shopkeeper was talking, Chen Zhong did not dare to neglect, and quickly took a basin of water, and was about to move towards the person who fell on it.  But the water was thrown away, but the target was not the woman who fell on the ground, but Zhou Wenjin! A large basin of water drenched Zhou Wenjin, and at this time, he was eliminated from the scene.  Everyone except Xing Feng was dumbfounded and didn't dare to breathe. Zhou Wenjin's face was filled with disbelief. He looked at his messy body, and there were even a few rotten vegetable leaves hanging on it.  Looking at Chen Zhong, who was in a daze, his consciousness gradually returned, and he became more and more out of breath. "Chen Zhong you are such a wanton slave, you are so courageous!  " "No, young master, no, it's not me. Even if I borrow a hundred courages from my slave, I wouldn't dare to be so disrespectful!"  I think that woman must be the one behind it!  " Zhou Wenjin felt that it made sense when he heard the words, and his eyes were full of suspicion. But just when Zhou Wenjin was thinking about the problem and wanted to see some clues from the woman who fell on the ground, he suddenly felt a hot connection, and then  Hearing a crisp sound of "pop", followed by pain, he felt that the left half of his face seemed to be visibly swollen and heavier. Looking at Chen Zhong, he was looking at his own face with a look of disbelief on his face.  At this time, his legs were shaking, and some yellowish viscous liquid was flowing down his trousers. An unusually pungent smell immediately made all the onlookers in the field cover their hands.  Zhou Wenjin also noticed something at this time. He was a seventh-level warrior, but Chen Zhong only had a second-level cultivation. The gap between them could be described as a fluorescent light and a bright moon.  , but even with this second level of cultivation, he slapped himself, but he didn't notice it at all? How is this possible! Although he was suspicious, Zhou Wenjin did not allow his face to be trampled on, and shouted in a deep voice: "Will  Drag this slave back and kill him with a stick!  " Another young man who was following Zhou Wen Jinshan immediately responded with his fists clasped, and raised his hand to get Chen Zhong.
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