Panting heavily, Wang Feng's current body seemed to have been drained of all his strength, his chest seemed to be about to explode, and he even felt very difficult to breathe.

Lao Jiang fell not far away, the blood in the corner of his mouth was still slowly spilling out, and his expressionless eyes seemed to be looking at something, as if he hadn't seen anything.

After Wang Feng took two breaths, he got up again, he had been running wildly for more than an hour, his hands and feet were a little weak, but he still insisted on walking to Lao Jiang's side, and then picked up Lao Jiang again, and walked in the direction where Li Aixiang was step by step.

"A bunch of trash." The fat man was still scolding, and the group of people standing in front of him were all silent, no one spoke, and a complicated look flashed in his eyes. The general is dead, and now the person in charge is the person in front of him, and he is also the three right-hand men under the general.

Since the general came out to take them this time, two of the three major helpers have died, and only the person in front of him remains, and now the general is also dead. As the so-called dragons have no leader, although the general was full of fear of him when he was alive, but now that the general is dead and the fat dragon is in power, although some people are not convinced, but after looking at the guns in the hands of the five or six people standing next to the fat dragon, these people still chose to be silent.

In the face of absolute power, any reasoning, no excuse is useless. Force restricts a qiē, and power comes out of the barrel of a gun.

Feilong understands this truth, so at the beginning, he did not participate in the pursuit, he wanted to preserve his strength.

The facts have also proved that his choice is also correct, so far, only his strength has not been damaged in any way, and the subordinates of the other two assistants are either dead or crippled, which is not enough to oppose him. And after the general's death, the general's cronies are naturally helpless and can only obey him.

The fat dragon finally realized the wish he had more than ten years ago, although his wish has been hidden deeply, but in his mind it has been imagined more than how many times, and now the wish has finally come true.

Feilong even felt that he should thank Wang Feng, if it weren't for him, the general would not have died, and the three powerful helpers would not have left him. So he decided to greet Wang Feng and repay him well.

With a roll of his eyes, Fei Long thought of an idea that could not only appease these people, but also solve Wang Feng. He even felt that this could be achieved without his own knife and shot, and the fat dragon felt that he was too smart.

"Listen, although the general is dead, we must not forget the great kindness that the general gave us during his lifetime. We must avenge the general, we must let that kid live worse than death, and sacrifice his head to the general's spirit in the sky. ”

The fat dragon said loudly, and then with a wave of his hand, he ordered those who were dissatisfied with him to go first, and his own cronies to follow, and continued to track.

The sun has risen high at noon, the time is almost approaching twelve o'clock, and Wang Feng's figure has not yet appeared, up to now, Wang Feng has disappeared for nearly six hours, there is no news at all, life and death are unknown, Li Aixiang's heart can't help but be completely confused.

But she didn't dare to move, although she was very worried about Wang Feng's safety, but the more this happened, the more she didn't dare to move, she could only wait anxiously here.

The strong light of the sun has shone down, and the eyes of the people who are shaking seem to be a little unable to open, Li Aixiang looked at the north from afar, and the more time passed, the more her heart sank. Because she knew that relatively speaking, Wang Feng's hope of surviving was getting slimmer and smaller.

Just when Li Aixiang didn't know how long she could last here, she finally saw a figure slowly walking over under the sunlight, Li Aixiang's heart was overjoyed, and she almost shouted out of her mouth, but soon she calmed down.

Although that person looked like Wang Feng, but at this time he was in a backlit position, and he could only vaguely see a figure, which seemed to be much fatter than Wang Feng, whether Wang Feng didn't dare to say at all.

Li Aixiang didn't want to give Wang Feng any more drag, so she endured it, until the sunlight slowly dissipated on the person's body, Li Aixiang saw the person's face clearly, it was Wang Feng, and the reason why she looked fat before was because Wang Feng was carrying a person on his back.

Li Aixiang hurriedly jumped out and ran in front of Wang Feng. "Ah Feng, how are you?"

Wang Feng looked at Li Aixiang, barely squeezed out a smile on his face, and then fell forward all of a sudden, but fortunately, Li Aixiang hurriedly supported him, so that Wang Feng did not fall to the ground again.

Looking at Wang Feng's chapped lips, Li Aixiang only felt that her heart was pinched, as if a string had been touched in the depths of her heart, and there seemed to be some crystal liquid flashing in her eyes.

"I'm fine, just rest for a while." Wang Feng smiled at Li Aixiang again, and then stood up again, and his waist straightened again, like a javelin.

At the same time, he gently pushed away Li Aixiang's support, and then he walked out step by step. Under the illumination of the sun, Wang Feng's not strong body seemed to exude a kind of tremor that people couldn't bear from their hearts, even Li Aixiang was hot in her heart, looking at Wang Feng's back, her eyes flashed with a strange light again.

She gently followed behind Wang Feng, a pile of loess, and there was not even a tombstone. Wang Feng sat aside and glanced at Li Aixiang carefully cleaning the wounds on his body, but his eyes fell into the distance again, the cigarette in his hand was still burning slowly, and the curling green smoke rose up, making the loess mound in front of him look more desolate.

For what reason Lao Jiang has been following the general, Wang Feng still doesn't know, but he feels that Lao Jiang is a person worthy of respect, no matter what kind of mistakes he made before, now that he has paid them off, he can rest in peace. But for those who are still alive, there is never rest.

Wang Feng flicked the cigarette ash, then took a hard puff of the cigarette, and then slowly spit it out, his eyes at this time were like a peerless weapon out of the sheath, full of sharp edge.

took out the small oil bag left by Lao Jiang again, and Wang Feng looked at the two words carved on it with a knife: Jiang Ming.

No matter who this person is, no matter where this person is, Wang Feng has to find a way to send this small oil bag to this person, he may be Lao Jiang's only relative, and Lao Jiang's only concern, this is also the promise he Wang Feng made to Lao Jiang.

After putting the oil bag in his arms, Wang Feng pulled Li Aixiang to stand up, his eyes looked into the distance, and the corner of his mouth showed that evil smile, but this smile was different from before in Li Aixiang's eyes, as for what was different, she couldn't say, she just had such a feeling.

"Let's go, the real game is only starting now." Wang Feng said lightly, and then pulled Li Aixiang and slowly walked in the direction where he came.

Feilong is really angry now, because according to the information in his hand, Wang Feng is heading in the northwest direction, and it is very likely that it will end up in the Gansu area.

The fat dragon didn't know why Wang Feng was going there, and the fat dragon seemed to smell a hint of danger, but he had to continue to chase it, not only because he wanted to calm people's hearts, and it would be of great benefit to him to do things in the future under the banner of a general, but more importantly, he felt Wang Feng's danger.

Although Wang Feng helped him get rid of the general, removed the two powerful helpers, and finally let him sit in the seat of the speaker, but when the excitement in Feilong's heart passed, Feilong actually felt a chill coming from his back.

Now that the two sides are like fire and water, either you die or I die, Wang Feng will not let himself go. He will never let Wang Feng go, as long as Wang Feng is alive, it is an absolutely huge hidden danger.

Feilong didn't want to follow in the general's footsteps again, and he didn't want his ass to die at the hands of that terrible young man before he could sit on the heat, so he had to chase after him.

Only when he really saw Wang Feng's corpse and saw Wang Feng die in front of him, would the fat dragon really feel at ease. Otherwise, Wang Feng is like his nightmare, which will always haunt his heart, making his bedroom uneasy, like a bone always piercing his throat, not vomiting or unhappy.

It stands to reason that Wang Feng should be the target of pursuit, and he should feel frightened and panicked, but up to now, Feilong has been tracking Wang Feng for three days, but in these three days, Feilong originally had fifteen people, plus more than a dozen wounded people behind, but so far, there are only ten people left.

Along the way, the fat dragon didn't even see Wang Feng's shadow at all, but five of his own people died indirectly in Wang Feng's hands and died in the trap set by Wang Feng.

Although the death of these people did not matter to the fat dragon at all, even so, it still made the fat dragon feel a trace of anger in his heart.

Wang Feng didn't take himself seriously at all, he didn't look like a hunted prey at all now, but like a hunter, and his own people were like prey.

When this thought welled up in the fat dragon's heart, the fat dragon could no longer suppress his anger, and smashed his fist on a nearby tree. The arm-thick body of the tree couldn't help but shake twice, a few fallen leaves fell, and a trace of blood flowed from the fat dragon's hand.

"Brother Long、、、" A person next to Feilong said cautiously.

"What's the matter?" The fat dragon's gloomy face at this time still made people feel a chill emanating from the spine even in the sunny weather. Now the fat dragon is already on the verge of going berserk.

"Brother Long," the man paused, looked at the fat dragon's face, and said cautiously, "We don't need to chase after it. ”

"What do you mean?" The fat dragon's eyebrows raised, and he withdrew his hand, not caring that his hand was already broken and bleeding, but took out a cigar and lit it, and his eyes narrowed like a general, like a poisonous snake.