"Beat this bald donkey first!" As Chen Feng spoke, his body instantly activated.
"Snapped!"
A heavy slap hit Zhao Ping's face, who was still laughing without closing his mouth. Zhao Ping flew out in the air, several teeth separated from the tissue, and his head was inexplicably messy.
"Kang Ji!" Zhao Ping leaned up and leaned on the wall of the bar, sliding down from the wall with a big mouth as stars flashed in his eyes.
Not to be outdone, Xiao Wu stepped forward and punched a person directly in the chest. "Bang!" The person was immediately knocked down several meters.
"Kill them!" Only then did the others react.
At this time, Chen Feng had already descended from the mountain like a fierce tiger, with his bloody mouth open, fangs and steel claws, and sharp silver light. Wherever he went, there was no grass growing, and his wails were everywhere.
One after another, the figures were thrown left and right by his impact, falling into pieces.
Jia Peng and the others were stunned. Jia Peng murmured: "Is Brother Feng so powerful in combat?"
He Yong said happily: "I have said before that Brother Feng is not a creature in the pond. He will turn into a dragon when encountering wind and rain."
In less than three minutes, all the security guards fell to the ground. Only Zhao Ping and Han Chun were shivering in the wind. .
Xiao Wu smiled and said: "Fortunately, I did not disgrace my life."
"Well done."
Chen Feng smiled coldly and walked towards Zhao Ping, whose crotch was already soaked.
"No! Big...brother...! Spare...spare me!" He knelt down in fright. These dozen people were all carefully selected and trained by him, but they were beaten by them in less than three minutes. Become a fool.
Especially this Chen Feng, is he a human? He is simply the devil of hell! He almost removed the legs and feet of all the security guards!
"Still those three choices..." Chen Feng's voice sounded like a visitor from hell.
"I choose, I choose!" Zhao Ping wiped the cold sweat from his face.
"Wouldn't it be so troublesome if we had done this earlier?"
"I choose to pay for medical expenses..." Zhao Ping said with a bitter face, "But I don't have so much cash on me!"
“It doesn’t matter if you don’t bring so much cash, just use mobile banking to transfer money!”
"I don't have much money in the bank. I have invested it in projects. Can I give you less?"
"Then how much can you give?"
"I only have 500,000 yuan. Give me three more days and I will raise the funds to give you the remaining money."
"Three days? Okay, you transfer the five hundred thousand to me first. After three days, should I ask for it or will you send it to me?"
"How dare I bother you, brother? I'll go there with the cash myself."
"Okay, I'll be waiting for you at Fengyue Restaurant three nights later."
After Zhao Ping nervously transferred 500,000 to Chen Feng's account, Chen Feng waved his hand and said, "Let's go, brothers."
Jia Peng was still looking at Han Chun who was slumped on the ground.
"Let's go, brother." Chen Feng glanced at Jia Peng helplessly, and then said to Xiao Wu: "Take him back!"
Without saying a word, Xiao Wu just put Jia Peng on his shoulders and left.
Back at the restaurant, Chen Feng asked Xiao Ju to cook some dishes, and he decided to have a drink with them.
Instead of being in the restaurant, we set up tables and chairs directly in the backyard.
"Brother Peng, there is no fragrant grass anywhere in the world, why should you fall in love with a flower unrequitedly? Besides, what you are in love with is not a flower, but a dog's tail grass." Li Yue said with a smile.
"The dog's tail grass is just praising her, it's just like shit." He Yong said: "Didn't she and the old bald donkey just lie down in front of Brother Feng like two pieces of shit?"
"You two, please stop making fun of me. I just feel that my mood is very complicated. It's a feeling of love and hate... However, now I suddenly have neither love nor hatred for her."
Chen Feng patted him on the shoulder, "That's right, this woman is not worthy of you at all. I will introduce you to a good one later."
"Who should I introduce to?!" He Xiaoju suddenly came over from the kitchen.
"What do you think about introducing a good one to your elder brother?"
He Xiaoju breathed a sigh of relief, "My brother! You don't have to worry about Brother Feng, he has a sweetheart."
Several people were curious, "Who is it?"
He Yong glared at He Xiaoju, smiled at Chen Feng and said, "It's nothing, don't listen to her nonsense."
"I'm not lying. That woman is our neighbor, but she lives in a big house. We live in a civilian alley behind her house. My brother went to her window every day to talk to her..."
"Hurry up and cook, everyone is hungry!"
He Xiaoju snorted, turned around and walked back to the kitchen.
Jia Peng was in a much better mood and smiled at He Yong: "It turns out that we share the same fate and pity each other!"
He Yong frowned, "Who shares the same fate with you! What you love is shit, and what I love is a goddess, how can it be the same!"
"You're the one who loves shit!"
"..."
The two often quarreled and bickered, and Chen Feng was used to it.
Li Yue suddenly asked: "Does Brother Feng have a woman he likes?"
Jia Peng and He Yong immediately stopped arguing. It was obvious that they were full of gossip about this matter.
"have."
"who?"
"My daughter."
"cut……"
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"Dad, Liu Jiang is dead, you should be happy."
"Can I be happy? If he is dead, the murderer behind the scenes will not be found."
Song Ying'er said thoughtfully: "Except for my second uncle, I can't think of anyone else."
"Where's the evidence? What I want is evidence. The reason why I didn't deal with Liu Jiang ruthlessly a few days ago is because I still wanted to find clues about the person behind the scenes." Song Shiming sighed, "I didn't expect Liu Jiang's death to be so sudden. .”
"Didn't the police station report it? It was because she and her wife committed a love affair with each other."
"Do you believe it?"
"The police department also released the evidence, and everyone believed it."
"You forgot someone."
"who?"
"Of course the person who sent us the photos may not necessarily be from him. Maybe he sent someone to send them." Song Shiming said: "That person sent us the photos and also wrote a letter motivating me to express my gratitude to Liu Jiang. Take action, his intention is very clear, he wants us to deal with Liu Jiang, but seeing that we have been reluctant to take action, perhaps because he feels that we are not capable of dealing with Liu Jiang, he has no choice but to take action himself."
"Dad means that the deaths of Liu Jiang and Wang Ting were his fault."
"I'm just guessing."
"Did Dad guess who it was?"
"No, but I know that this person must be a powerful person who can turn rain and clouds. If I don't know now, I will definitely know in the future, because the edge of such a person cannot be hidden."
Song Yinger nodded.
"Ying'er, how is Chen Feng doing now? Is there any news about him?"
"He is planning to open a restaurant on Guzhen Street. Liu Hongye told me."
"Oh? Is he rich?"
"Liu Hongye lent him part of the money."
"Liu Hongye is nice to him. I think it's not just because of you."
"Yes, she is very close to Chen Feng. It seems that Chen Feng is the one she wants to follow. She has basically stopped contacting me. I heard that she is also planning to open a bar on Guzhen Street."
Song Shiming smiled and said, "With Liu Jiang dead, Chen Feng is safe and has nothing to do with us for the time being. Let's not disturb him and let him live a good life."
"I got it, Dad."
"Our goal is still to find the murderer behind the scenes and return to the stage of the Song Group."
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Early the next morning, Chen Feng and Jia Peng set out for Wuxia Mountain.
It's almost mid-August now, and it already smells like autumn.
The maple leaves have begun to turn red, and the mountains and plains are indeed shrouded like red mist.
The two climbed halfway up the mountain and finally saw a small Taoist temple.
After entering and passing through a small courtyard, we arrived at the main hall. In the main hall, under the statue of Taoist immortals, incense was curling up. An old Taoist in blue Taoist uniform was reciting Taoist scriptures with his eyes closed.
"Master!" He Yong ran over immediately when he saw Lao Dao.
It seems that this old Taoist is the Kaiyan Taoist that He Yong mentioned.
The old Taoist opened his eyes and was slightly startled when he saw He Yong, "You poor guy! Don't call me master, I just told you a fortune, and you haven't given me the fortune yet!"
"Didn't you say you won't receive the hexagram gold if you don't hit the hexagram?"
"Isn't this right?" Taoist Master Kaiyan looked at Chen Feng, "My fellow Taoist has come all the way, it's not a great honor."
"I'm not a Taoist, why do you call me Taoist friend?"
"Taoists only have their own minds, so why not enter the Tao?" Taoist priest Kaiyan stroked his long beard.
"You said I have a Taoist heart?" Chen Feng asked.
"Of course."
Chen Feng chuckled, "I came here today not to ask questions, but to seek medical treatment. I heard He Yong said that the chief is proficient in medical skills, and I want to ask the chief to inquire about my condition."
"Put your hand over here."
Chen Feng stretched out his left arm, and Taoist Kaiyan's fingers touched Chen Feng's wrist. After a moment, he showed a look of surprise.
After putting down his wrist, Taoist Master Kaiyan stood up and said, "Fellow Taoist, follow me."
He Yong wanted to follow him, but Taoist priest Kaiyan flicked his fly whisk and said, "Wait here."
"Okay master."
Chen Feng followed the old Taoist to a Taoist room in the backyard.
"Fellow Taoist, please sit down."
Chen Feng sat down, and Taoist Master Kaiyan also sat on the chair of the Eight Immortals, "Fellow Taoist is about to die soon..."
This old Taoist really has some skills, he really showed it.
"Then how long can I live?"
"If left alone, it will take two to three years at most."
Sure enough, it was pretty much what the doctor said.
"If the Taoist priest can help me with treatment, I will definitely thank you very much."
"If you want to cure it, it will be difficult. You must collect nine precious medicinal materials. However, these nine medicinal materials are not ordinary medicinal herbs. You need to visit famous mountains and rivers to obtain them. However, I am afraid that we will not be able to collect them all within three to five years."
Chen Feng said disappointedly: "The Taoist priest means there is no hope."
"There is only one way, which is to prolong the spread of the poison, so that you can live for one or two more years, and then use these four to five years to search for nine kinds of medicinal materials. Maybe there will be hope."
"How to prolong the spread of the poison?" Chen Feng asked.
"It is necessary to learn the three Taoist techniques of breathing, breathing and breathing, the movement of internal energy and meridians, and the technique of acupuncture point control, plus the traditional Chinese acupuncture technique."
"Are these three Taoist techniques easy to learn?"
"Ordinary people need more than ten years, but people with a Taoist heart may be able to get through it in just a few clicks."
Chen Feng was gushing blood. After ten years, he still had to stop eating.
"Is there no other way?"
"No more. If you Taoist friends believe me and come to the Taoist temple to see me every morning when the sun rises in the east, I can teach you three Taoist techniques and acupuncture."
As long as there is a little hope, Chen Feng will fight for it, "Good Taoist priest, as long as I have nothing to do, I will come to ask for advice every day."
"Okay, fellow Taoist, see you in the morning another day."
