Just as Lin Feng was looking at those people in the corridor, those people were also observing Lin Feng.

Seeing Lin Feng so young, a flash of disdain flashed in the eyes of many people, and some people's faces showed contempt.

In their minds, Lin Feng, who looked less than twenty years old, had no real skills at all, after all, if you want to achieve something in this industry, you must have a lot of experience accumulation, not just reading books.

It's just that these people don't know that Lin Feng and them are not in the same industry at all.

However, there were also some clear-eyed people, when they saw Lin Feng, a solemn look flashed on their faces, and they obviously noticed Lin Feng's extraordinary.

Among them, Bai Wenxuan and Ye Qi's expressions were the most solemn, and they even showed a hint of vigilance.

From Lin Feng's body, they could feel a rich, pure aura of divine power, making the two of them feel a heavy pressure.

Especially Bai Wenxuan, the power in his body is like divine power, and when facing the pure divine power in Lin Feng's body, he naturally has a feeling of inferiority, just like ordinary people seeing the royal family and nobles.

"Hmph, Sir Zhao is in trouble, just find a colleague in our Xiangjiang to solve it, I have to go to the mainland to find some masters, but the people who come are mixed, there are everyone, some people dare to come over without even bringing their things, and it's not professional to be a liar!"

A middle-aged man holding a compass said in a weird manner, and as he spoke, he looked Lin Feng up and down with contemptuous eyes.

Hearing this, Lin Feng smiled lightly and walked directly in front of the middle-aged man: "Are you talking about me?" ”

"Hehe, I'm quite self-aware!" The middle-aged man glanced at Lin Feng and sneered twice.

"Roll down from here, all the way downstairs, one floor is not missing!" Lin Feng continued to smile.

"You ......" the middle-aged man was about to say something with anger on his face. His eyes suddenly became confused and empty.

Then, the middle-aged man squatted down very obediently, clasped his legs with both hands, and rolled forward along the corridor under the stunned eyes of everyone.

It didn't take long for the middle-aged man to roll to the top of the stairs, but he didn't mean to stop at all, and rolled down the stairs, and the dull sound of crashing kept coming from the staircase.

This...... Is this really rolling?

After this scene that had just happened, everyone looked at Lin Feng's gaze. There was a faint hint of fear in them.

No one would be naïve to think that the middle-aged man was an obedient good boy, and Lin Feng would get out of him if he asked him to get out.

The ability to make a person do what he says without any prelude, without any hypnotic preparation, just says a word and makes a person do what he says is terrifying.

At this moment, the door of the side ward opened, and out of it came a man in his forties. A middle-aged woman with exquisite makeup, wearing gorgeous clothes and a graceful bearing.

The middle-aged woman's indifferent gaze swept over the people in the corridor, and said lightly: "My lord wants to see you." Come in with me! But the lord needs to recuperate, please don't make a noise! ”

After saying that, the middle-aged woman didn't say hello to any of the warlocks, and turned around and pushed open the door of the ward. Walked straight in.

Seeing the attitude of the middle-aged woman, Lin Feng shook his head gently, this is death!

The warlocks here are a mixed bag. But that refers to the aspect of character, if it is true means, none of them here are mediocre people, otherwise Zhao Juncheng would not invite them.

Treating this group of warlocks with such an indifferent attitude, if any warlock is displeased, when helping Zhao Juncheng solve the problem, a little move can make her lose her current qiē.

It's not that a warlock can't be offended, but he must have the strength to resist their revenge, just like Lin Feng just let a warlock roll down the stairs, which definitely offended that warlock to death, but did he really dare to take revenge on Lin Feng?

Don't dare, even if he borrows another gut, he doesn't dare to appear in front of Lin Feng again.

However, this middle-aged woman was not Lin Feng, she had nothing but some wealth and social status that she had obtained by relying on Zhao Juncheng, and she did not have any ability to fight against warlocks.

In this case, if she dares to offend the warlock, then she must be prepared to be played to death by the warlock by various means.

In the ward, on the luxurious hospital bed against the wall, an old man was sitting on the bed, leaning on the wall behind him, his hair dyed black did not have the slightest luster, and with the old man's sallow face, normal people could see that the old man's physical condition was not very good.

This old man is naturally Zhao Juncheng, a wealthy man in Xiangjiang.

"Masters are here, please take a seat!" Zhao Juncheng barely squeezed out a smile on his face, pointed to the sofa on the side and said to Lin Feng.

Lin Feng took a look, there were only five sofas in the room, but there were more than a dozen warlocks entering the ward, it was obvious that this wealthy man in Xiangjiang wanted to use this method to select the five most powerful warlocks.

Without any hesitation, Lin Feng walked directly towards the sofa in the middle, as a god, looking down on all beings, no matter when, the sofa in the middle was his, and there was absolutely no room for change.

The other warlocks in the room didn't expect Lin Feng to be so straightforward, and actually walked towards the sofa in the middle without hesitation.

By the time everyone reacted, Lin Feng had already sat down on the sofa in the middle, his eyes calmly examining the many warlocks who were still standing together, with a detached bearing, as if he was the master here.

Lin Feng's expression immediately angered all the warlocks, although Lin Feng's method of dealing with the middle-aged man just now made everyone jealous of him, but some warlocks who believed that they were powerful still didn't take Lin Feng seriously.

"Get out of here, you can sit on the couch in between!"

A majestic warlock walked directly towards Lin Feng, with a wave of his robe sleeves, a black cloud-like Hu Feng appeared in the air, each wasp was the size of a finger, accompanied by a buzzing sound, flying towards Lin Feng.

For these Hu Feng, Lin Feng didn't pay attention to it, he just turned his head and looked, these Hu Feng were like rain, and they kept falling to the ground one after another.

"You ......"

The majestic man showed a look of anger on his face, stretched out his hand and pointed at Lin Feng just about to say something, and then met Lin Feng's eyes, feeling the supreme majesty and will contained in them, his knees couldn't help but weaken, and he knelt in front of Lin Feng with a plop.

What's going on? In the hearts of many warlocks, there was a look of doubt.

When dealing with the middle-aged man just now, Lin Feng also said a word, why didn't he even have to say a word now, and just let a warlock kneel? (To be continued......)