Rushing into the Sixi Hotel without stopping, the black driver hurriedly asked, "Hello, I want to ask, is there a guest named Chen Feng?" ”

"Chen Feng?" The chubby girl at the front desk frowned and said, "There is no guest named Chen Feng!" ”

"Don't have a guest named Chen Feng? How can it be? Muttered, the black driver suddenly said: "Maybe it's not called Chen Feng, it's just a young man with short hair and a lot of spirit, he just came here about an hour ago." ”

The chubby girl shook her head and said impatiently: "No, no, there have been no guests for the past two days, and there is no one you are looking for here." ”

"None? How can it be? ”

The black driver was a little unacceptable for a while, muttered to himself, walked out of the small hotel in a trance, greeted the warm sunshine, and suddenly laughed, as if he was saying to himself, and seemed to be catharsis, shouting in his loudest voice: "Thank you!" ”

However, Chen Feng was destined not to hear this thanks.

In the south, Chen Feng looked at the positioning of the Southern Dipper on his mobile phone, walked in the deserted primeval jungle, walked and walked, looked at his mobile phone, suddenly looked up and smiled, and said loudly: "Come out!" Do you still want to take out this little trick to show ugliness? ”

Chen Feng said, folded the ground with the branch still in front of him, and suddenly fell a big stone from the angel, which happened to hit the ground where Chen Feng's branch touched just now.

"Bang!"

Splash of foliage!

Seeing this big stone, Chen Feng's face was a little unsightly.

"Bang Bang!"

There was applause, Chen Feng followed the sound and saw a young man in camouflage uniform with a sturdy figure walking out from behind a big tree that needed to be hugged by three people, with no surprised expression on his face.

Even from a distance of more than ten meters, he could hear the faint sound of his heart beating with superhuman ear power, and the smell left by someone walking by, and the trap hidden under the dead leaves by the other party could not escape his eyes.

"Sure enough, he is worthy of being the mad dog of the year, and he does have some ability!"

The man who came was wearing a black-and-green rape coat on his face, and he was talking loudly with a mouthful of white teeth at the moment.

Hearing this person's words, Chen Feng's face instantly darkened.

"Mad dogs? Ni Mei is a mad dog! ”

Secretly slandered himself, but Chen Feng didn't say this sentence, this nickname is indeed Chen Feng's nickname, because he used to be known for his madness when he fought, if he had a good relationship, he would be called a madman, and if he had a weak relationship, he would call him a mad dog.

"Humph! Who are you? ”

Chen Feng snorted coldly and said expressionlessly.

"Me?" The man laughed and continued: "I am the firebird of Dali, I believe you must have heard my name"

"You're the Firebird?"

The look on Chen Feng's face suddenly became playful, and he looked at the guy in front of him nicknamed Firebird with relish, and said in surprise: "It turns out that you are the dead pervert of the blood chicken, no wonder you came up with such a strange way to welcome me." ”

As soon as Chen Feng spoke, the expression on Firebird's face began to look bad, obviously being poked in pain by Chen Feng.

Firebird, who has been a special soldier who has gone abroad several times to perform secret missions, was also a celebrity in the circle of soldiers in China in the past, but his fame is not because of how strong his combat ability is, when it comes to fighting, Chen Feng is stronger than him even on one toe.

This firebird, powerful because of its unparalleled blasting ability, is familiar with all types of fried eggs in the world, and in its hands, if caught off guard, even a seemingly inconspicuous nail can bloom into a burst of sparks.

This is also the source of its firebird title, as for why it is called a blood chicken by Chen Feng, it is because he suffers from some kind of mental illness, and he especially likes to blow people up into a blood mist, and then he has to run into the blood mist with a face full of intoxication and take a big breath.

Even among the special forces who lick the blood on the tip of the knife, it is rare to see this kind of perverted hobby!

As a result, the firebird that has not changed repeatedly, that is, the blood chicken, was withdrawn from the team by Guangrongqing, originally Chen Feng thought that this guy would disappear from now on because he was a good citizen, but he didn't expect to become a shadow walker like him.

I have to say that there is indeed no shortage of all kinds of talents in the group of shadow walkers!

Even a little-known guy like Xiao Zhu can kill a special operations team of the Satan Mercenary Group with a single gun.

Some of the top special forces of small countries with a population of only a few hundred thousand or millions are just at the level of the Satanic mercenary group!

This shows the power of the Shadow Walker!

"Humph!"

The firebird snorted coldly at Chen Feng, his lips squirmed, and he said flatly: "Mad dog, the ability to speak and speak is not a skill, I heard that your fighting ability is particularly strong, and there are several ancient martial artists in the next mission target, if you can provoke an ancient martial artist, then it is a skill!" ”

Hearing Firebird's disdainful words, the expression on Chen Feng's face suddenly became very exciting, and he looked at Firebird with a strange face, as if he was looking at an idiot.

"What? Scared? ”

Firebird smiled, obviously misunderstood the meaning of Chen Feng's eyes, and continued to sarcastically: "Didn't you still speak just now, but now you are suddenly soft, this is embarrassing to me and us Shadow Walkers, I am really ashamed to be with you!" ”

"It seems that the mad dog will be renamed and called air-dried from today."

Firebird shook his head and said.

"Wait, no, blood chicken."

Chen Feng looked at the firebird angrily, pretending to be unconvinced, and said forcefully: "Who said I was scared, if I really overthrew an ancient martial artist later, what would you say?" ”

"Hahaha!"

Firebird obviously doesn't believe it, a guy from a special forces background, who doesn't know the exercises of the ancient martial arts sect, wants to single-handedly overthrow a real ancient martial artist without relying on thermal weapons?

"If you can do it, from now on, I will recognize you as my eldest brother, you will call me Blood Chicken, and I will call you Brother Feng, but if you shrink, I don't want you to call me Brother, as long as you change your name from today."

Firebird said in a teasing tone.

"Good!"

Chen Feng nodded and said seriously: "A gentleman's word, the horse is difficult to chase!" ”

The firebird looked at Chen Feng, as if he was looking at a pen, shook his head and said: "A gentleman's word, the horse is difficult to chase!" ”

When the words fell, the firebird seemed to think of something, and then escaped from his arms with a light blue small bead with a pitted surface, which didn't seem to be anything special, and threw it towards Chen Feng.