Seeing Lin Feng, whose expression suddenly became crazy, the two thugs hesitated for a moment, but then picked up the steel rod again and pounced on Lin Feng left and right.

Looking at the sharp stick smashed into him, Lin Feng's eyes were cold, and he mobilized the information in his heart, and countless knowledge about martial arts and actual combat poured into his brain like a tide, and in an instant, a complete movement trajectory had appeared in his mind out of thin air.

Lin Feng's mind turned, his right foot slammed into the ground, his body retreated sharply, and he deftly dodged the double attack, and then used his left foot as the axis to take advantage of the situation A swift roundabout kick, the sharp spinning kick was like a whip, instantly swept away the steel rods in the hands of the two, and the three hooligans who were still arrogant just now were dumbfounded.

"Master, the first urgent mission has been sent to the system. Objective: Defeat the three villains in front of you, reward: 30 reputation. ”

"It's only thirty points of prestige, and it's too stingy. However, I happened to put up with them for a long time, so I should make some extra money......"

As he spoke, Lin Feng moved his neck and muttered;

"Yinyu, start working ......"

"Yes, master. The data search is complete. ”

As Yinyu's voice fell, the three personal information automatically jumped in front of Lin Feng's eyes, vividly in his mind:

Chen Daqiang, male, 41 years old, nicknamed bald. Class: Boss of the Fighters

Education: Junior high school

Combat Level: Tier E

Personality analysis: cruel, mercenary, see the wind and rudder

When he was a security guard for the Nine Days Group, he received six months of sanda training.

It is possible to carry a small automatic weapon behind the waist.

Generally dangerous criminals.

Lin Feng snorted lightly, and then set his eyes on the two strong men on the left and right:

"Wang Jun, 32 years old, occupation: thug, education: junior high school. He had no professional training, but he had a knife wound to his right shoulder that had not healed after many years of mixed use. Zhao Yong, 34 years old, occupation, thug, education: primary school, no professional training, but mixed for many years. The left leg had a comminuted fracture. ”

Looking at Lin Feng, who suddenly became stronger, the two ruffians glanced at each other and stopped attacking. The bald head yelled:

"You guys are still hairy, Lao Tzu has been mixed for so many years, who saw Lao Tzu is not like his grandson met his grandfather, this kid dares to be so arrogant, if it is rumored that he will not let me mix it up! Kill him! ”

Wang Jun and Zhao Yong glanced at each other, rushed forward again, and smashed it with a fist. Lin Feng, who was familiar with the weakness of the two, sneered, one sideways let Wang Jun over, and the other turned around and reversed his elbow, and stabbed the wound on Wang Jun's right shoulder pointed out by the universal engine with an elbow. Suddenly, Wang Jun howled miserably like a dog whose tail had been stepped on, and fell to the ground in pain while holding the old wound that burst open.

"Bastard!"

Seeing this, Zhao Yong, who was standing on Lin Feng's right side, was shocked and angry, and quickly reached for the switchblade in his pocket. Lin Feng turned his head abruptly and shouted:

"I'll break your broken leg again!"

After that, Lin Feng kicked sharply and accurately hit Zhao Yong's left calf where he had been comminuted. The current Lin Feng, his body has been washed and cut down, and he has practiced a layer of Jiuyang Divine Skill, and his strength and bone strength have greatly increased, not to mention such a broken leg, even a good leg can be kicked alive. Hearing only a crisp sound, Zhao Yong also cried wolf and rolled on the ground holding his legs.

"Little bunny, I'll kill you!"

The bald head raised his knife in annoyance and stabbed it at the back of Lin Feng's heart. Lin Feng snorted coldly, and without looking at it, a sharp back kick came, hitting the bald head in the abdomen. Then, Lin Feng didn't give the bald head time to react, and directly kicked the knife in the bald head's hand out of the way with a beautiful get-up roundabout kick.

"Hmm...... Lao Tzu fought with you! ”

The bald head relied on the fact that he had received several months of pre-job training from the Jiutian Group, and raised his fist and smashed it at Lin Feng. Lin Feng flashed to the right, deftly dodged the bald head's full force, and lifted his left knee to meet the abdomen of the bald head who rushed over. With a muffled sound, the bald head fell heavily to the ground and continued to twitch.

"In that case...... Don't blame Lao Tzu for being ruthless! ”

The bald man who fell to the ground struggled to reach for the pistol behind his waist, and he was ready to kill Lin Feng here in a fit of rage. Suddenly, he was shocked, the holster was empty, and the pistol was gone.

"That's what you're looking for, hehe, I'm sorry. The moment you fell just now, I helped you pull it out. ”

Lin Feng pulled the trigger with one finger, kept turning the five-four pistol hidden behind his waist with his bald head, and said with a smile.

"You guy...... How do you know that there is a ...... hidden behind my waist? No one should know about it......" The bald head muttered in dismay.

"Hehe, bald brother, it looks like you're not convinced. If you don't accept it, you will be cured. It just so happens that I specialize in treating all kinds of dissatisfaction, the time is short, and the effect is fast. How's that, now, do you want me to treat you again? Lin Feng kept turning the pistol in his hand, looked at the bald head condescendingly and sneered.

"No, no, no, don't dare, don't dare, I don't dare anymore, Shaoxia, I was wrong, I was wrong, Shaoxia spares his life, Shaoxia spares his life!" The bald shoulders kept shaking, and the kowtow was like pounding garlic.

Lin Feng sneered, his hands quickly fiddled with the pistol a few times like a few bolts of lightning, and then threw it in front of the bald head:

"Good. I'll give you back this thing for now. But if you dare to point it at me next time, I won't be so polite......"

With that, Lin Feng turned around and walked towards the door. Looking at Lin Feng's distant back, his bald eyes were cold, and he suddenly grabbed the pistol on the ground and aimed it at Lin Feng's back, shouting:

"Die, arrogant little imp!!"

As he spoke, the bald head pulled the trigger, but no matter how he pulled it, the pistol just didn't respond. The bald head fiddled with the pistol left and right in disbelief, and muttered:

"Here, what's going on......"

Lin Feng slowly turned around, pinched a firing pin and said with a smile:

"What's the matter, bald man, the pistol doesn't fire? Look, isn't this missing? ”

The bald head was stunned for a moment, his face suddenly changed greatly, and he quickly threw away the pistol in his hand that had been pulled out of the firing pin, and fell to his knees with a pop, crying like a dead father:

"Shaoxia, I was wrong again, I should die, I should die, I will only go against your old man if I am blind, I don't dare, I won't dare in the future, please let me go!"

Lin Feng snorted coldly, deliberately made a sad look, shook his head and said:

"Oops, hey, I don't have a long memory, bald man. As I told you, I specialize in treating all kinds of complaints, but you don't seem to be very cooperative with the treatment. In this way, you turn around for me, open the bow left and right, and slap yourself a hundred times each, remember, you must work hard, give me all the strength you eat, and beat me hard, if you dare not use your strength or don't count enough, don't blame me for being unkind. Okay, hit! ”

The bald head quickly turned around and slapped himself hard, and the loud slap continued to echo in the room:

"One! Two! Three! Four! Five......"

After about twenty slaps on the left and right, the bald head finally couldn't help it, and secretly turned around to see if Lin Feng was gone, but what he saw was Lin Feng standing behind him sneering:

"What, you dare to turn back after slapping yourself? - Want to see if I'm gone? Start from scratch and fight again! ”

As he spoke, Lin Feng kicked his bald head violently and gnawed on. The bald head quickly got up, ignoring the pain all over his body, and slapped himself even harder:

"One! Two! Three! Four! Five! ……”

……

……

After a long time, the bald head finally finished a total of two hundred slaps left and right, and the bald head, who had been beaten and swollen all over his face, turned his head miserably:

"Shaoxia, it's all right......"

- Lin Feng has long since disappeared.

(Collection!) ^_^）