Night is gradually falling, and before eight o'clock, the HZ industrial zone has already reached out of sight. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Lin Feng got out of the car, looked at the pitch-black industrial area, and frowned, "It's strange, why can't you see the lights yet?"

"Third child, look over there. Ning Hao patted Lin Feng and pointed to their rear and shouted.

Lin Feng turned around, and in the place close to the HZ industrial zone, a little light could be seen faintly, the lights were not bright, but they ignited this dark night like splashing ink.

"Where is that place?" Lin Feng asked.

Ning Hao said: "That place originally seemed to be an oil refinery, but then it was moved. ”

"Let's go and see. Lin Feng greeted and got into the car with Ning Hao.

That place was a bit far away from here, and it took them nearly ten minutes to drive over, and less than a thousand meters away from the abandoned oil refinery, Lin Feng asked Ning Hao to stop the car, and he was just about to get out of the car, when he suddenly stopped again.

"Third child, what's wrong?" Ning Hao asked.

Lin Feng frowned and said, "Someone is here over there." ”

Sure enough, following Lin Feng's gaze, in the night not far away, two headlights appeared, and the car had no intention of stopping, and swept past Lin Feng and their car, heading towards the oil refinery.

"Who is it?" Ning Hao didn't have time to turn off the headlights now, and the light of the headlights illuminated the rear of the car.

Seeing the number plate of the car, Ning Hao muttered, "It's Master Pao." ”

"Who is Master Pao?" Lin Feng asked.

Ning Hao said a little excitedly: "It's the father of the fourth child, Yanjing Cannon King Kang Deming!"

"Third child, let's follow along. Ning Hao saw that Kang Deming's car had arrived, and he was a lot more courageous.

Lin Feng nodded and said, "Okay, let's go." ”

Ning Hao stepped on the accelerator, and the car rushed after the lights in front of him.

Kang Deming's car was parked directly outside the gate of the refinery, and the car flashed its high beams a few times, and Lin Feng saw a person walking down from the car.

This person was about 1.75 meters tall, wearing a black windbreaker, in his hand, holding a roll of torn newspaper, at this time, he could only see his back, and Lin Feng couldn't see what he looked like.

Ning Hao stopped the car and immediately got out of the car and shouted, "Uncle Kang." ”

Ning Hao's shout made the man turn his head.

Kang Deming, once an idol in the eyes of thousands of Yanjing youths, he was alone, but he responded to every call, he did not mix with society, and he made any underworld force frightened.

This is an extremely well-behaved person, and he used to be the pride of Yanjing youth.

He looks very ordinary, from between his eyebrows, you can't see Kang Ling's shadow, it can be said that if Kang Deming is mixed into the crowd, no one will be able to find him quickly, because he looks too ordinary, like a passerby, and he can't describe his appearance in words at all.

Kang Deming glanced at Ning Hao and said, "Ning Hao, you are here too." ”

"Uncle Kang, I'm really sorry that I alarmed you this time. Ning Hao's tone was a little restrained, and his voice became cramped.

This demon king of the mixed world who dared to give Xiang Jintian's face was like a good baby in front of Conyers.

Kang Deming said in a flat tone: "My son, naturally I will bring it back, you go back, there is nothing to do with you here." ”

As soon as Kang Deming's words fell, everyone saw the rusty iron door slowly open, only to hear someone inside laugh and say, "Master Pao, whether they can go or not is not up to you to decide." ”

With the voice, an ugly-looking middle-aged man walked out with more than a dozen people, this middle-aged man's eyes were big and small, which looked very eye-catching, Lin Feng knew that this middle-aged man was the rumored fifth master Zhou Qingyuan.

Behind Zhou Qingyuan, two young people were holding the dying Kang Ling, Kang Ling drooped his head, his hair was scattered, and he didn't move, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

Seeing Kang Ling's tragic situation, Ning Hao was immediately angry, and he roared, "What did you do to my brother?"

Zhou Qingyuan smiled and said: "Don't worry, since I asked you to come over, I naturally gave him a breath, Master Pao, we haven't seen each other for a long time, right?"

Kang Deming looked at Zhou Qingyuan with a smile on his face, and said in a calm tone: "You still went back to Yanjing." ”

"Master Pao, I'm not breaking my promise, in the past, this land boundary was not considered the scope of Yanjing, do you say?" Zhou Qingyuan quibbled and grinned.

Conyers frowned, "Are you playing word games with me?"

"Hahahaha. Zhou Qingyuan looked up to the sky and laughed, his expression suddenly became hideous, he glared at Conyers, and said viciously: "Word games? Conyers, do you think you are still qualified to play games with me now?"

Conyers' expression was still so calm, and he said softly, "Let my son go first." ”

"Kang Deming, do you think you are still Yanjing's cannon master?" Zhou Qingyuan glared at two eyes, one big and one small, and said fiercely: "Now that your son is on me, it is not your turn to order me." ”

After Zhou Qingyuan finished speaking, he put on a smiling face again, and said with a smile: "Kang Deming, others say that you are the most disciplined, so let me ask you, your son tried to assassinate me, if this is calculated according to the rules of the road, what should it be?"

"Punished with three swords. Conyers immediately replied.

Ning Hao was anxious when he heard this, and shouted, "Uncle Kang, this is all a trap set by Zhou Qingyuan. ”

Kang Deming didn't respond to Ning Hao's words, he looked at Zhou Qingyuan and said, "However, this time it was you who broke your promise and came to Yanjing. ”

"Hahahaha. Zhou Qingyuan laughed and said: "Kang Deming, let's stop talking nonsense, your son made a mistake, it was your father's discipline that was unfavorable, what about me, I only asked for one, as long as you stab yourself, I will let your son go." ”

"Uncle Kang, don't believe him. Ning Hao was afraid that Kang Deming would really harm himself, so he hurriedly persuaded him.

A smile appeared on Conymin's face, and he said softly, "Whether you believe it or not, according to the rules, I should be stabbed." ”

Kang Deming took out a dagger from his waist, looked at Zhou Qingyuan and said, "Zhou Qingyuan, I accept this knife." ”

After saying that, the dagger in Conyermin's hand stabbed into his right abdomen.

Kang Deming's actions shocked Lin Feng, for people like Conyers, rules are already more important than his life, in the eyes of many people, Conyers' actions are idiotic behavior, but Lin Feng knows that in the hearts of that generation, there are more or less beliefs, which is the biggest difference between the current generation and the previous generation.

Zhou Qingyuan had already calculated that Kang Deming would do this, if he didn't do it, then he wouldn't be Kang Boyming.

Zhou Qingyuan waved his hand lightly and said with a smile: "Let this kid go." ”

"Yes. The two young men carried Kang Ling, who was already unconscious, until they walked in front of Kang Deming and threw Kang Ling at Kang Deming's feet.

Ning Hao and Lin Feng hurriedly rushed over to help Kang Ling up, Lin Feng checked Kang Ling's pulse, frowned, and said, "The fourth child is poisoned." ”

"Poisoned?" Ning Hao was startled.

Lin Feng said in a hurried tone: "Big brother, you put the fourth child into the car first, I must quickly detoxify the fourth child, his life is in danger at any time!." ”

Ning Hao looked at Zhou Qingyuan's gang and said angrily: "No wonder they will keep their promise to return the fourth child? ”

Ning Hao also knew that now was not the time to be verbose, so he picked up Kang Ling and walked towards the car.

On the other side, Zhou Qingyuan laughed and said: "Kang Deming, now that your son's matter is settled, shouldn't we also talk about our affairs, and that kid, looking at your dress, you should be the Lin Feng that the Wang family kid said, right?"

Lin Feng chuckled softly: "That's right. ”

"That's great, I'm a big fish and shrimp tonight. Zhou Qingyuan's eyes flashed with excitement.

Conyers lowered his head, gently sorted out the newspaper in his hand, and said as he sorted it out: "You are right, our matter should indeed be discussed, and if you break your promise, you will break the rules we have set." ”

"Kang Deming, do you think it's still the same as before?" Zhou Qingyuan laughed and said: "I remember telling you before, if any organizational force does not have strict rules and regulations, it is just a flash in the pan.

Conyers didn't say anything, he tore open the newspaper in his hand, revealing a sharp black iron machete, this machete had no scabbard, and the sharp blade, even in the dark night, still shone with a faint cold glow.

"Tut-tut, what a familiar knife. Zhou Qingyuan seemed to be recovering twenty years of shame, and he was not in a hurry to call someone to kill Kang Deming, and the young people behind him all felt that today's Zhou Qingyuan was a little unusual.

Zhou Qingyuan said like a few treasures: "The black iron knife, the knife weighs fifty-seven catties, and it comes from the hands of Mr. Gongye, the last sword casting master in China, is that right?"

Conyers still didn't speak, he took out a snow-white towel, and was carefully wiping the machete, that serious look, like treating his own child.

Zhou Qingyuan talked for a long time, and found that he was playing the piano to the cow, he couldn't help but be a little annoyed, he looked back at the young man around him, and made a look.

The young man nodded, and rushed towards Conyers quickly, and the moment he struck, the long knife in his hand was also unsheathed.

At this time, Lin Feng was detoxifying Kang Ling, the corner of his eyes was paying attention to the situation in the field from time to time, and seeing the young man make a move, Lin Feng's face changed slightly.

He can see that this young man's skills are not low, at least he has the level of a second-rate martial artist, this week Qingyuan has dominated the Northeast for decades, and it seems that a group of skilled figures have also gathered under his hands.

When the young man came out with the knife, Lin Feng forgot to detoxify Kang Ling, he stood up abruptly and looked at the young man in the field with an unbelievable gaze.

This knife technique is so familiar.

Lin Feng muttered in a low voice, "This, this is the Flame Sword Technique?"

The knife technique used by that young man was almost exactly the same as Song Jie's.

It's a pity that the young man's sword technique is not very proficient, and even Song Jie can't compare to it, but he is relying on his own skills to drive the evolution of the knife technique. But even so, a second-rate martial artist who uses the Flame Sword Technique with all his might should not be underestimated.

Lin Feng took a three-inch nail from his coat pocket, intending to help Conyers when he was in danger.