"Wang Hu, what's the matter?" Lin Feng turned around with the wine jar and looked coldly at the slightly chubby young man opposite.

This young man is Wang Hu, and around him, he is still followed by those small town teenagers who are the same age as Lin Feng.

After a few days, the whip wounds on several people have healed, but the whip mark on the face is still as terrifying as an earthworm.

The knight captain's whip was originally disfigured by these people, and such scars could not be erased at all.

Wang Hu looked at Lin Feng, his eyes were full of gloom. Zhao Xue is the most beautiful girl in the town, and she is also the goal of Wang Hu's pursuit. But Zhao Xue never refused to look at Wang Hu more, but preferred to follow behind Lin Feng. This is also the main reason why Wang Hu has bullied Lin Feng more frequently in the past two years.

Just now Lin Feng left the small wine shop, Zhao Xue chased out to look at Lin Feng's gaze, which obviously contained a trace of affection. This made Wang Hu naturally even more angry. Lin Feng is such a waste, why did he get Zhao Xue's favor?

In addition, a few days ago, because of Lin Feng, he lost the opportunity to join the Xuanjia Heavy Cavalry, and the old hatred and new hatred were sandwiched together, Wang Hu had already made up his mind, and he must teach Lin Feng another lesson today!

"Lin Feng, where did you steal these two jars of good wine?" Wang Hu looked at Lin Feng and said with an unkind face.

"I bought it in Uncle Zhao's liquor store, it's your business!" Lin Feng snorted coldly.

"Fifty-year-old Zhu Yeqing, is it also worthy of your waste and your waste father?" Wang Hu sneered, "Leave these two jars of wine, and then get out of your own way!"

"Wang Hu, who do you say is a waste? You try it again?" Lin Feng gently put down the wine jar and clenched his fists hard.

"You're a waste! Your father is a waste! Your whole family is a waste!" Wang Hu laughed contemptuously, "I just said, what's wrong?

"Haha!"

"Hahaha!"

The teenagers around Wang Hu also laughed, they and Wang Hu lost the qualification to join the Xuanjia Heavy Cavalry at the same time, they didn't dare to hate the people of the Luoyun Sect, they naturally hated Lin Feng very much, and they were naturally extremely happy to see Lin Feng deflated.

"It's you who hit!" Lin Feng kicked the ground violently, his body rushed out like a sharp arrow, and at the same time, a punch was swung out from his armpit, drawing an arc, and smashing towards Wang Hu's chest!

"Flower fist embroidered legs!" Wang Hu smiled contemptuously, and also rushed out, and swung out a punch, and the sound of the tiger's roar was clearly audible between the fist wind and the shock!

With this punch, Wang Hu obviously used all his strength, and the second power of the tiger-shaped fist exploded. All the teenagers looked at Lin Feng with schadenfreude on their faces, waiting for the moment when he was blown away by a punch.

Suddenly! Another tiger roar sounded! Although it was low, it was also clearly discerning!

"What!" everyone's eyes shrank, but Lin Feng's fist suddenly accelerated several times, and after moving three inches horizontally, it slammed heavily on Wang Hu's wrist!

"Click!" A clearly visible sound of broken bones, Wang Hu's body stiffened suddenly, and then he hugged his wrist and howled miserably!

"My hand!

All the teenagers looked at Wang Hu's wrist and were shocked. Wang Hu's wrist was already completely broken, and he was hanging there weakly, and his flesh and blood were completely blasted open, and Bai Sensen's stubble could be clearly seen!

"Sneak attack!Lin Feng, you, you are despicable!" a young man was stunned for a moment, and suddenly shouted.

"A few of you, who is not convinced?" Lin Feng snorted, glanced at several teenagers, and waved his fist demonstratively.

Several people closed their mouths and did not dare to speak. Hearing the sound of the tiger's roar, they naturally knew that Lin Feng was already the second strength of the Tiger Shape Fist.

The tiger roar is the symbol of the second weight of the tiger boxing.

And among them, only Wang Hu is the second heaviest tiger-shaped fist. The rest is just the first weight of the tiger boxing, and forcibly attacking it is just self-inflicted humiliation.

"Lin Feng! You can cultivate the Tiger Shape Fist again?!" Wang Hu held his hand, forcibly held back the pain in his heart, and looked at Lin Feng and hissed. Compared to the injuries on his hands, Lin Feng's recovery of strength was the most terrifying in itself.

"The master has recovered his strength, so don't mess with me in the future, otherwise, Wang Hu will be your fate!" Lin Feng smiled contemptuously, grabbed the wine jar with both hands, and walked in the direction of home.

defeated Wang Hu, and he didn't bother to look at the rest. In his eyes, these guys who can only follow Wang Huhu and fake Huwei are not worthy of letting him shoot at all!

He had just recovered to the second level last night, and in terms of true strength, he was actually even inferior to Wang Hu. However, his tiger-shaped fist was taught by Lin Heng, and his control over the shot was comparable to Wang Hu's crop handle!

This punch was blowing, Lin Feng did not hit hard, but accurately hit Wang Hu's wrist with a punch. The wrist was already a relatively vulnerable place, and Lin Feng chose the most vulnerable area, which caused such a serious consequence now.

Although this boxing king tiger is not crippled, it is indispensable to rest for ten days and a half months. And after ten days and a half months, to what extent will Lin Feng's strength recover? At that time, even if it is Wang Hu, he will not take a second look!

"Brother Tiger, what should we do?

"Brother Hu, Lin Feng has now regained his strength again, and he will definitely have trouble with us in the future. We haven't bullied him less in the past few years, and he will definitely retaliate!" said another teenager.

The other teenagers trembled in their hearts, if Lin Feng regained his genius status, their lives would definitely not be easy. In the past few years, they have really bullied Lin Feng too hard!

"What should I do? Go home!" Wang Hu shouted angrily, "I'm going to find my father!

......

On the hill outside Blackstone Town, Lin Feng's fist was like the wind, flashing and moving in the clearing.

With the wave of his fist, the silk of heaven and earth vitality seeped into his body, refining his body little by little. His body is getting stronger every minute, and his punches are getting more imposing.

It wasn't until twilight approached that Lin Feng left the hill with satisfaction and returned to the blacksmith shop.

This day's cultivation, although it could not make his body reach the level of the third weight of the Tiger Shape Fist, the power of a thousand catties, but it also made his strength stronger and his punches faster. Now in the face of Wang Hu, even if he doesn't use any scheming and fights head-on, Lin Feng can guarantee that he will win!

Back home, his father Lin Heng had already prepared a meal. A large pot of fragrant hare meat, a plate of fresh wild vegetables, two bowls of white porridge, and a large plate of hot steamed buns.

After the father and son finished eating, Lin Heng walked towards the stove, ready to continue building a farm tool, while Lin Feng walked to the backyard, wanting to take advantage of the afterglow of the sunset to continue practicing tiger boxing for a while. At this time, absorbing the vitality of heaven and earth is still better than the effect at night.

Suddenly, there was a dense sound of footsteps outside the blacksmith's shop.

"Lin Feng, you little thief, come out for me!" Wang Hu's vicious voice sounded outside the door.

Lin Feng frowned and glanced at his father. Lin Heng smiled at him: "Let's go and have a look!" Then he walked to the iron stove, picked up the sledgehammer and continued to clang.

Lin Feng strode out of the door and saw more than a dozen people standing outside the door, in addition to Wang Hu's group, there were seven or eight adults, led by a black and fat man in his thirties, who looked a little similar to Wang Hu.

This one is Wang Hu's father, Wang Lang. And he is also the mayor of Blackstone Town!

"Wang Hu, why don't you take care of your injuries at home, why do you come to my house to shout and scream! Could it be that your skin is itching again?" Lin Feng ignored Wang Lang, looked at Wang Hu whose arms were firmly wrapped, and smiled coldly.

"Hmph!" Wang Hu smiled coldly, "My father and I are here to catch thieves!"

"Catch a thief?" Lin Feng's face suddenly sank, "What do you mean!"

Wang Hu sneered again and again, but did not speak.

"Ahem!cough!" Wang Lang coughed dryly twice and said, "Lin Feng, you are young, but you don't study well, don't you feel ashamed to do the business of stealing chickens and dogs?"

"Fart!" Lin Feng said angrily, "How have I ever done something like stealing chickens and touching dogs?"

"If it weren't for stealing chickens and dogs, where would you have the money to buy high-grade bamboo leaf green?" Wang Lang said gently, "I have already asked Zhao Dahong, and he said that you bought the wine for two gold coins." Isn't this money stolen by you? Lin Feng, you are still young, and it is always inevitable that children will do wrong things in a moment's confusion. Just admit it, and I can also fall from the lenient. ”

"I bought the wine from Uncle Zhao, and it did cost two gold coins, but it was my own money. Lin Feng sneered, "You said I stole it, so please tell me, which family in Blackstone Town did I steal?"

Wang Lang sighed and said, "You kid, if you want to deny it, it won't work." It just so happened that my house was robbed the night before yesterday and lost a few gold coins, I'm afraid that thief is you!"