At this time, Yan Feiyu was a nail smashed into the wall, Lin Feng could only find a way to loosen the soil around the nail first, the thief group, it was the soil around the nail.

Lin Feng and the others casually found a street hotel to live in, for the sake of safety, Lin Feng and Song Jie chose to sleep in shifts, in fact, for Song Jie, Lin Feng was also quite surprised.

Song Jie is definitely transformed now, and it is very appropriate to describe it as killing people without blinking.

The mute old man told Song Jie that as long as a person has killed someone once, killing people in the future will be no different from killing chickens.

It's a pity that Lin Feng hasn't taken that step until now.

Lying on the bed, Lin Feng reorganized his thoughts, first of all, he didn't know the strength of Totoro, just from the perspective of Totoro's replacement of the nine-tailed mouse, even if the strength of this Totoro is not strong, it will not be too weak, at least much stronger than Zhao Changzhi.

Judging from the fight between Song Jie and Zhao Changzhi, Song Jie's own strength may not be as good as Zhao Changzhi, but he won in strength, if Totoro's strength is greater than Zhao Changzhi, Song Jie will be in danger.

Lin Feng thought for a while, and felt that he still had to harass those old things.

He lay on the bed and dialed the phone number of the cripple Hou again.

"I'm sorry, but the phone you dialed is turned off. ”

Lin Feng heard the prompt sound and scolded angrily: "Made, this old thing really belongs to a turtle. ”

"Who are you scolding? You are the tortoise, your whole family is tortoise. On the other end of the phone, there was the angry voice of the lame man.

Lin Feng came back to his senses, and the hint of his feelings was the ringtone set by this old bastard.

Hou lame scolded for a while, and asked a little coolly: "Why are you kid calling me again?"

"I want to see you. Lin Feng told the truth.

"You don't come here yet, you want to see me? Hou Cripple refused.

Lin Feng smiled and said, "What if I go and send you some money?"

Hearing this, Hou Cripple's tone was a little relaxed, and he asked cautiously, "How much?"

"Ten thousand. ”

"Nope!"

"Twenty thousand. ”

"Nope!"

"Fifteen thousand. ”

"Okay, when are you coming?" Hearing that Lin Feng began to lower the price, Hou Cripple agreed without thinking about it.

"Give me the address first. Lin Feng said angrily: "Why can't all the calls of those old things get through?"

Hou lame laughed and said: "They are dead and crippled, where can they still use a telephone? I said the address, you can remember it." ”

Lin Feng wrote down the address, and Hou lame hung up the phone.

Early the next morning, Lin Feng took Song Jie to the place that Hou Cripple said, which was an empty factory located on the outskirts of Longcheng, empty, and there was no one in sight.

Song Jie chopped the weeds in front of him with a knife, frowned, and said, "Boss, it doesn't look like there is someone living here." ”

"He won't lie to me, these old things are psychopaths, and it's not unusual to live here. Lin Feng walked all the way to the door of the factory, the gate of this factory had already been rusted by the wind and rain.

Lin Feng took half a step back and said, "Ajie, split the door." ”

Song Jie nodded, and slashed the door bolt with a swing of the knife, his black knife was made of tungsten steel, and it was not an exaggeration to say that it was like cutting iron like mud, only to hear a bang, and the door bolt was split into two pieces for Song Jie.

As soon as Lin Feng pushed open the door, he heard a shout inside: "Doesn't your door bolt cost money?"

Following the sound, I saw a thin old man sitting in a wheelchair, shouting at this side.

Seeing the thin old man, Lin Feng's nose couldn't help but feel sour, the former Hou Cripple, who was very strong, how could he become like this now.

Hou Cripple has indeed changed, and now it is estimated that even eighty catties are not enough, and he is sitting in a wheelchair, revealing a weak appearance.

Seeing Lin Feng, Hou Cripple didn't give a good face, he shouted noisily: "Where's the money?"

Lin Feng took out 50,000 yuan from Song Jie's bag, stacked them on the windowsill conveyed at the door, and said softly: "Cripple, why did you become like this?"

Hou Crippled the wheelchair a little stiffly, and hummed: "When people get old, of course they change." ”

The moment Hou Cripple raised his hand to get the money, Lin Feng saw that there seemed to be a scar on his wrist, seeing this scar, Lin Feng's face became gloomy, he took a few steps over, grabbed Hou Cripple's right hand, and rolled up his sleeve.

Sure enough, on Hou Cripple's right wrist, there was a scar of baby laughter, the scar had already recovered, and judging from the degree of recovery of the wound, it had been at least four or five years.

Lin Feng's voice trembled a little, and he gritted his teeth and asked, "Cripple, who broke your tendons?"

You know, Hou Cripple is a blacksmith, and if his tendons are broken, he is equivalent to a waste.

Hou lame retracted his arm violently and scolded: "I accidentally cut it, what does it have to do with you? You have delivered the money, and you have seen the people, where did you come from, go back to where you go." ”

Lin Feng tightly clenched Hou Cripple's right hand and repeated it again: "Cripple, you tell me the truth, who did this?"

A trace of sadness flashed in Hou Cripple's eyes, and he smiled: "What's wrong?

Lin Feng shook his head, gritted his teeth and said, "You told me before that there is no sympathy between friends. ”

"That's right, so where did you come from and go back to where you came, I'm doing well. Hou lame took Lin Feng's hand away, put a wad of money on his knees, and slid the wheelchair to leave.

Song Jie was furious watching from the sidelines, he held the knife and shouted loudly: "You lame, my boss cares about you kindly, what kind of attitude do you have?"

Hou Cripple glanced at Song Jie, his eyes were on the black knife in Song Jie's hand, and he couldn't help sneering: "Heh, this kid Mu Feng actually accepts a younger brother? This is progress, but young man, you better go back and pick up your knife first, don't you can't cut the enemy, and collapse yourself." ”

Picking up the experience of weapons, Hou Cripple dared to call Shanxi second, and no one dared to call it first.

Since Hou Cripple said so, then Song Jie's black knife must have potential safety hazards, Lin Feng knew that Hou Cripple didn't want to talk about wrist issues anymore, so he couldn't help but change the topic and asked, "Cripple, what's wrong with my brother's knife?" ”

"Okay, for your sake's sake. Hou lame man pinned his head, squinted at Song Jie, and said: "Boy, remember it for me, the method of folding the knife is not like you, and you even use the method of card slot to make the knife twist and turn. ”

Lin Feng took the knife from Song Jie's hand, and said with a smile: "Cripple, anyway, now that you are mixed up like this bear, no one will ask you to get a knife again, so you can help take a look at this knife." ”

Hou Cripple was suffocated by Lin Feng's anger, and he cursed: "You are still so lacking in this mouth, if your son has a fart/eye in the future, Lao Tzu will have your surname." ”

Lin Feng smiled and said, "Forget it, I don't want a son who is so old." ”

The two of them are used to being noisy, no one will take it seriously, Hou Cripple reluctantly took the black knife, his right hand, even holding this knife is a little difficult, seeing Hou Cripple, who once lifted a hundred catties of steel like nothing, became like this, Lin Feng's heart was indescribably sad.

Hou lame put the black knife on his body and said, "Let's go, push me to that room." ”

Hou Cripple pointed to the low tiled house two hundred meters away.

Lin Feng pushed Hou Cripple and entered the tiled house, there was no furnishings in the tiled house, it was empty.

Hou lame slid his wheelchair to the front of a cabinet, took out a heavy toolbox from the cabinet, he opened the toolbox, and fiddled with the black knife very carefully.

Song Jie wanted to ask something, but was stopped by Lin Feng.

The two of them stood behind, watching Hou Cripple make a knife for Song Jie.

This whole hour is a full hour and a half.

Hou Cripple couldn't help crying at the end.

Lin Feng walked behind Hou Cripple and said softly, "If you feel wronged, then cry, don't feel ashamed." ”

"It's not a sin for a man to cry," Lin Feng hummed Jacky Cheung's song softly.

Hou lame wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and scolded: "your mother, it's ugly." ”

Lin Feng laughed and said, "Isn't it that I haven't touched the knife for many years, and I have found the feeling I used to feel before?" It's useless for you to cry, this knife can't be given to you." ”

"Get out, take it, take it!" Hou Cripple directly threw the repaired black knife on the ground.

There was a bang, but Song Jie was distressed, and he hurriedly picked up the black knife and wiped it in distress.

Hou Cripple glanced back at Lin Feng and said, "Mu Feng, how many years have we known each other?"

Lin Feng smiled: "Who remembers how many years, I remember the first time I saw you when I was ten years old, when you were still pretending to be B in front of my old man, and you were beaten by him." ”

"Fart, I'm letting him. Hou lame scolded and sighed softly: "It turns out that it has been so long. ”

"Hmm. Lin Feng nodded.

Hou lame said, "Is that dumb man doing well now?"

"I don't know, I haven't seen him for a long time, and I shouldn't be able to die. Lin Feng remembered the days when he walked the rivers and lakes in the past, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile on the corner.

Hou Cripple said a little bit like sowing discord: "That dumb man is not a thing, you know? He can actually talk, but he just doesn't want to tell you." ”

"I know. Lin Feng smiled and nodded.

The two of them were silent for a long time, and they seemed to be nostalgic for the past, Lin Feng's first slingshot when he was a child was made for him by Hou Cripple.

"You leave Shanxi, I beg you. After Hou Cripple said this, he couldn't help but burst into tears: "Our era is over." ”