Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Artwork

Tang Feng took Lin Haonan to a "small branch" of the butterfly, and then helped Lin Haonan treat the wound, Lin Haonan was not lightly injured, so Tang Feng spent a lot of time treating him, after the treatment, Tang Feng told Lin Haonan not to run around, rest here for a few days, and wait for all the injuries to heal, naturally someone will come to arrange for you.

Today's Tang Feng has a small reputation because of the battle of the Yun family that day, so most of the personnel of the butterfly still sell Tang Feng a little face, and after the arrangement, Tang Feng thanked a person in charge of the branch: "Manager Lin, brother, thank you here." ”

Steward is the title of the head of the branch.

Steward Lin smiled: "Everyone is a brother, you don't have to be polite. ”

Tang Feng smiled: "Then there will be a period later, Manager Lin." With that, Tang Feng nodded at Lin Haonan and left.

Looking at the back of Tang Feng gradually drifting away, Lin Haonan's face was moved and firm: In the future, Haonan will be a real Haonan, not a coward.

After Tang Feng said goodbye to Lin Haonan and the others, it took 1 hour to come to the Yun family's house, the house is very remote and looks very old, if it weren't for the address of Zhilu Road, Tang Feng couldn't find this house at all, and there was no one around, only an empty two-story house, who would have thought that a rich man in danger would live in this kind of house that looked a little dilapidated? The general idea is that Yun Ting should be surrounded by bodyguards now.

Tang Feng pushed the door open, he didn't expect the house to even have the door unlocked, the door opened with a "creak", and then Tang Feng had a feeling of suddenly seeing a paradise, with the contrast between the outside of the house, the interior of the house really gave people an amazing feeling.

The scarlet wool carpet is thick and soft, and the brass reliefs full of artistic tension are hung on the walls, which shows the good taste of the owners here, and the high-priced mahogany furniture gives people a bright and noble feeling.

But as soon as Tang Feng stepped in, he felt a cold murderous aura, and there seemed to be some places reflecting the light of metal, of course, this was just a feeling of Tang Feng.

The house was frighteningly quiet, as if a needle could be heard, Tang Feng looked at the carefully built layout here and always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say what was wrong, Tang Feng's feet stepped forward and prepared to go in to see what the situation was, at the moment when Tang Feng's feet landed on the red wool blanket in front, the sound of the machine sounded, and the two arrows "swished" and cut through the void very quickly, and came straight to Tang Feng's face very quickly, Tang Feng's face changed and he didn't move, and he shook his head hard from side to side twice to easily dodge the dark arrow.

Tang Feng's two legs didn't dare to move, because he knew that there were organs everywhere, and he knew that he felt that the layout here was wrong, because the layout here was too exquisite, just like a work of art, it didn't look like a place where people lived, it turned out that this place was not used to live at all but to kill people, and this house was indeed a work of art, a work of art that would kill.

However, not moving does not mean that the mechanism will not be triggered, in fact, when Tang Feng opened the door, he had already touched the mechanism, and now the door has been covered with a thick layer of iron shell.

Suddenly, Tang Feng felt that there seemed to be some strange vibration on the ground, he was startled, and hurriedly jumped away, and when he turned around, he found that the position where he was standing actually came out with dense sharp knives, the tip of the knife was cold and flashing, and there was a blue light flickering on it, which was obviously quenched poison.

Damn what kind of shabby place does the old man Yun Ting live in, it is so dangerous, there are traps everywhere, right, Yun Ting and them?

Tang Feng observed the terrain here and found that there was a staircase that could lead to the second floor, although he knew that the road might be dangerous, but driven by curiosity, he still planned to go up to take a look, Tang Feng would encounter all kinds of different mechanisms every time he took a step, what flying needles, sky nets, arrows, and even poisonous snakes and poisonous mist, all of them greeted Tang Feng in one go, Tang Feng had never hated walking so much, because every step was a killing machine, which could be described as a killing machine step by step.

"My day, Old Man Yun, you want to kill me!" Tang Feng pulled out a parting knife, a "shoulder pad", knocked two flying knives with a valgus blade, and couldn't help but curse twice, he felt that it was really not a way to be so cautious now, so he chose to run up the stairs quickly.

Tang Feng ran very fast, almost a smoke could run over the dozen or so stairs, but at this time, Tang Feng suddenly found that there was no place to focus under his feet, Tang Feng secretly said that it was not good, he looked down and found that the stairs under his feet were indeed all gone, and then he saw a bottomless pit.

Tang Feng was shocked and found that he had fallen two meters, he immediately burst out with dark energy all over his body, and the whole person suddenly gave birth to a strong force, and then swept up like a big bird, but suddenly there was a black hole in front of him, and the hole closed by two huge steel plates, Tang Feng's feet were not able to open at all, so he could only let himself fall down.

With a pop, Tang Feng fell on a steel plate, he was glad that the person who shot the mechanism did not put a few rows of sharp knives here, otherwise he would be seriously injured even if he didn't die, Tang Feng had already scolded Yun Ting in his heart, and he suffered this kind of unwarranted disaster now.

Just as Tang Feng was cursing in his heart, the steel plate under his buttocks quickly separated, and then Tang Feng's people slid down, and it took a long time for Tang Feng to snort and his butt fell to the ground.

Tang Feng showed the parting knife and then climbed up, he was stunned by the scene in front of him again, and his mouth was big.

It's like the ancient Tibetan Sword Pavilion, a room of weapons, the weapons are neatly placed and shining, obviously the owner pays attention to the maintenance of these, Tang Feng took a cursory look here, in addition to ordinary swords, guns, swords, sticks, there are many strange things, there are boxes, slingshots, flying claws, iron rods, iron pieces, etc., but everything is neatly placed there, and some are even protected by transparent shells.

Tang Feng was admiring these things like a curious child.

At this time, the stone gate turned, and an old man of about sixty years of age entered, this old man was very energetic, his eyes were bright, his essence was shining, and his face was ruddy, without the slightest look of an aging man's complexion and countenance.

Yunting, this old man is Yunting.

Yun Ting couldn't help but bend his brows and smile when he saw Tang Feng's appearance: "Tang Xian's nephew, it's always been good." ”

What a fart, Tang Feng secretly scolded Yun Ting for not being a human being, and installing so many organs at home, but he still had a smile on his face: "Uncle Xie Yun cares, I have always been fine, and this time I came to return the parting knife to you." ”

Of course, Yun Ting knew that Tang Feng was scolding him in his heart, anyone who experienced those organs outside would be angry, Yun Ting still looked at Tang Feng with a smile: "Don't be angry, nephew, those organs are not aimed at you." ”

Tang Feng snorted and didn't speak.

At this time, the stone gate turned again, and a slender and slender woman walked in, it was Yun Ting's daughter Yun Shiya, Yun Shiya wore a white short crotch suit similar to a night coat today, she looked heroic, and her hair was all tied up, with a feeling of a sword eyebrow and an ancient romantic knight, heroic and compelling.

Yun Shiya walked in front of Tang Feng and stretched out her hand, smiling elegantly, to be honest, Yun Shiya is indeed a beauty, and her smile is really charming, especially the big eyes flashing with brilliance and distinction: "Hello Mr. Tang, thank you for saving me, saving my father, thank you very much." ”

In fact, Tang Feng was just an exchange of interests for them, Tang Feng smiled and said, "Actually, Miss Yun doesn't have to thank me, I did this for myself." ”

"Anyway, you still saved us, there are a lot of hidden weapons here, Mr. Tang, you can pick a few pieces to defend yourself, even if it is a gift from our family."

"Oh? Is there anything special about these hidden weapons? Tang Feng asked.

Yun Shiya gently stroked a hidden weapon with her hand, her face had a kind of tenderness for children and appreciation for a work of art, she smiled very gently and charmingly: "Because these hidden weapons are all murderous artworks." ”