Text: Emerging (1)

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Walking into Black Dragon City, an ancient street appeared in Lan Feng's sight, on both sides of the street are all kinds of vendors, the shops are most placed on all kinds of weapons, there are left, wheel, AK47 rifles, AWP snipers, as well as Barrett snipers, Nepalese sabers, etc., but these are all modified products, more powerful, dense, dazzling, dazzling, people have no doubt that they have come to a weapon paradise.

Of course, there are a variety of shops selling clothing, snacks, and food on both sides of the street, and the style here is a bit retro overall, but it blends perfectly with modern society, and this style is very eye-catching.

In the middle of the street walked a crowd of people of all shapes and fashions, some wearing waistcoats and scarred arms, some strong and strong like beasts, some cold and cunning like poisonous snakes...... The only thing that is the same is that each of them carries a weapon, whether a knife or a gun, and is full of danger.

These are murderers from all over the world, powerful and powerful, with countless blood on their hands!

Lan Feng walked forward along the street for a while, his vision suddenly became clear, and a huge square appeared in his sight, on top of the square there were towering rings, and on the ring, strong men with a majestic aura were fighting and fighting, and one after another exciting shouts continued to come out.

It can be said that this square is a ring arena, or it can be said that it is an open-air casino.

His gaze swept quickly over several rings, and Lan Feng felt bored for a while.

Lan Feng has just come here, he is not familiar with the place, and the top priority is to find a place to settle first, and then get familiar with this world, this city.

Looking around, Lan Feng walked towards a hotel restaurant not far away.

"Welcome, sir inside please. ”

Lan Feng walked to the door of the shop, and two female service staff wearing uniform short skirts, showing sexy bodies and slender legs, greeted Lan Feng with a smile.

They have delicate faces, snow-white skin, extremely beautiful appearances, wearing clothes, like two dolls, people can't help but look at them twice, for Lan Feng, who is used to seeing Chinese beauties, such foreign beauties seem to be more lethal.

Without the slightest hesitation, Lan Feng walked into the hotel.

Walking into the hotel, a European-style hall appeared in Lan Feng's sight, in the hall sat all kinds of people, they talked and laughed, ate meat, drank wine, and looked extremely bold.

Seeing Lan Feng walk in, many people's faces couldn't help but flash a trace of surprise, and this hint of surprise quickly turned into fun, and a ridiculous voice sounded in the hall: "Yo he...... Huaxia?"

The Chinese people are very rare in the dark world, so these foreigners are very curious.

Lan Feng didn't pay attention to these people's gazes, his eyes swept over the hall, but found that there were no seats inside, hesitated, and fell his gaze on a corner by the window at the back of the hall.

There was only one sitting at the table with short hair, wearing an ultra-short white shirt and a denim skirt, revealing an extremely sexy and fiery body and snow-white tender flesh, although it was just a back, but there was no doubt that this was a superb beauty.

After a slight groan, Lan Feng walked towards the woman's location.

"Yo...... This kid is against the rhythm of the sky!"

"Tsk...... This Chinese dog is interesting and awesome enough. ”

"Is this going to pick up a girl?"

Seeing Lan Feng's actions, many people's faces couldn't help but show a trace of consternation, obviously they didn't expect Lan Feng to make such a move, and the woman sitting in the corner was......

"It's a good show to watch. ”

After a short period of surprise, many people's faces showed a hint of playfulness, and they looked at Lan Feng who was walking towards the corner with interest......

"Cut! It's just a Chinese dog. ”

When Lan Feng passed by a man with long hair, a cold face, and a toothpick in his mouth, who looked like an Oriental samurai, the Oriental samurai spat at Lan Feng, and a cold voice of disdain came from his mouth.

Hearing the voice of the Oriental samurai, sensitively dodging the attack of the saliva, Lan Feng's footsteps couldn't help but stop, his eyes were fixed on the Oriental samurai, and a faint voice came out of his mouth: "Do you like the Japanese?"

"Of course I like the Japanese...... replied the Toyo samurai without thinking, he is Japanese himself, can he not like the Japanese?

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Hearing this Oriental samurai's answer, many people in the hall couldn't help but laugh out loud at this moment, and seemed to feel that this Chinese man was a lot more pleasing to the eye.

Lan Feng smiled slightly, glanced at the Oriental warrior with pity, and continued to walk forward.

It was only at this time that the Oriental samurai understood the meaning of Lan Feng's words and how stupid and stupid his answer was, and deeply felt that he was being played by a Chinese man in front of so many people.

His three companions were also staring at Lan Feng's back with angry and resentful eyes, with murderous intent in their eyes, this Chinese man was simply looking for death.

"Yaga ......"

At that moment, the Oriental samurai let out an angry curse from his mouth, stood up, grabbed the red wine bottle on the table and smashed it at the back of Lan Feng's head, he wanted to torture this damn Huaxia man to death.

The wine bottle went straight to the back of Lan Feng's head with a fierce wind, and if it was hit, there was no doubt that Lan Feng's head would "blossom and bear fruit".

"Hmmm. ”

At the moment when the wine bottle was smashed, Lan Feng didn't even look at it, turned around, and seemed to grab the wrist of the Oriental samurai who was holding the wine bottle and smashed it on his head, looking at the Oriental samurai's face full of anger, Lan Feng grinned, and a faint voice came out of his mouth: "It seems that you not only like the Japanese, but you also like to 'use' the wine bottle...... Here, I have to give you a thumbs up. ”

As Lan Feng's words fell, before the Oriental Samurai could react, Lan Feng snatched the wine bottle from his hand as fast as lightning and slammed it on the Oriental Samurai's head with a powerful and destructive force.

"Click...... Bang......"

A crisp sound sounded quietly, and the red wine bottle burst open on the head of the Oriental samurai, and the red wine and bright red blood mixed together and continued to flow down the Oriental samurai's cheeks.

Then, Lan Feng casually threw aside the broken wine bottle in his hand, and under the shocked gaze of everyone, the Oriental samurai slowly fell and passed out.

Lan Feng didn't even glance at the fallen Oriental samurai, and continued to move forward.

(End of chapter)