Chapter Twenty-Five: The Wind Sword
Ling Feng stood in front of the gate of this luxurious villa, and after hesitating for a while, he decided to enter through the main entrance, he came over this time to bring the other party over, not kill the other party.
Walking to the gate, the doorman walked over, looked up and down, and asked, "Is there something wrong, who are you looking for?"
Ling Feng smiled and said, "I don't know if Ma Wei is here." ”
"Brother Ma is not here, you will come over when he comes back. With that, he walked back through the door.
Ling Feng stopped at the door for a while, his eyes swept over the courtyard, and after seeing the parked luxury car, he nodded lightly, and immediately came to the wall, easily climbed over it, and came to the courtyard.
There are a few fierce wolf dogs in the yard, Ling Feng scared those wolf dogs into calling with a look, although this villa is not small, but the defense is not very good, and the monitoring is a lot.
Coming to the door, looking at the sleepy bodyguard, Ling Feng shook his head, and just strode in, and after entering the villa, he saw a group of underworld-looking big brothers negotiating fiercely.
As soon as he entered, he immediately attracted the attention of those people, and the whole room was instantly dead silent.
"Ahem...... Who is Ma Wei?" Ling Feng coughed dryly, his gaze slowly sweeping over the room.
"Who are you?"
A middle-aged man with a calm temperament asked.
"Are you Ma Wei?" Ling Feng asked again.
"Who the hell are you!" the other man asked again.
Ling Feng smiled and said, "Since you are Ma Wei, then come with me." ”
"What a boldness, who do you think you are, you actually let Brother Ma go with you, let me teach you a lesson. ”
A man with a tiger's back came over, picked up his thick arm and hit him, Ling Feng shook his head, reached out and easily grabbed the other party's wrist, no matter how the other party struggled, he didn't move.
"This little bit of strength is still reserved for going home and farming. ”
Ling Feng smiled indifferently, and then pushed forward with a slight force in his palm, and the man stepped back a few steps, and finally fell to the ground without standing firmly.
For a moment, there was silence in the room.
"Brother is very skilled. Then Ma Wei asked in a flat tone: "It's just that my brother came to me and wanted my life, or do you want to sit down and have a cup of tea together?"
When he finished saying this, the air was obviously a little frozen, and some people slowly put their hands in their pockets, looking at Ling Feng with wary eyes.
"Neither. Ling Feng said: "I came here today just to ask Brother Ma to come with me, there is no other meaning, it will take more than half an hour." ”
Ma Wei snorted first, and then said: "There are many people who want to invite me away, but without exception, none of them have come out of this villa. ”
Ling Feng's face gradually sank, his fists clenched subconsciously, and he said lightly: "Since this is the case, then I have to use some extraordinary means." ”
Raising his legs, he walked towards the other party, but the people sitting around him suddenly drew their weapons, but it was only a flash in the pan, and the weapons in their hands shattered in half.
Before the sound of gasping cold air fell, Ling Feng was already standing in front of Ma Wei, looking at the other party with a chuckle and saying, "In this way, can you come with me?"
"Not yet. ”
Ma Wei said coldly, a grenade appeared in the palm of his hand, and said lightly: "As long as my fingers are loosened, this grenade can be detonated immediately, and everyone will not survive at that time." ”
There was an uproar among the people around, some of them turned pale with fright, and their eyes were staring at Ma Wei deadly, for fear that if the other party was impulsive, they were all buried under this ruin.
Ling Feng looked at the other party with the same expression, there was no change in the slightest because of the grenade, for him, a grenade was not much different from a missile.
Time passed little by little, everyone held their breath and looked at the two, no one dared to gasp loudly, for fear that a movement here would make the two misunderstand, and if Ma Wei was detonating the grenade, they would all finish playing.
After half a ring, Ling Feng closed his eyes, then slowly opened them, and said, "A person with a lot of backbone, but I'm not a policeman, I came here this time just because your father ......"
"What's wrong with him. Ma Wei said in a deep voice.
"He's fine, but he's not a good mix, and now he wants to see you. ”
Ma Wei's face was complicated, the grenade was put away, and the people around him took a breath, sweating profusely, they didn't want to stay here for a moment.
"I thought you were an agent, and if you said it was my father, you wouldn't have made it like this. ”
Ling Feng smiled: "If I knew that you still remembered your father, I wouldn't have forced my way in." ”
Hearing this, the two looked at each other and smiled, and the awkward atmosphere slowly eased, and those people also said goodbye one after another.
Ma Wei changed into ordinary clothes and came out, put on a hat, covered a scar on his head, and the fierceness on his face disappeared, at a glance, he was no different from ordinary people.
The two walked out of the villa, and they didn't take the luxury car, and on the way, they also talked happily, and they didn't see any vigilance at all.
Although Ling Feng was curious about how the other party had come over all these years, he didn't ask, and what the other party wanted to say, he would naturally tell him.
Not long after, Liang Re came to Yuan Da's place, the other party took good care of the old man, Yuan Da saw that Ling Feng really invited Ma Wei, and looked at him a little incredulously.
"I'll just go in one ......" Ma Wei nodded, pushed the door and walked in.
Yuan Da secretly asked, "Feng Shao, why did you invite him." ”
"That's how I was invited. Ling Feng said with a smile.
Yuan Da swallowed a mouthful of foam, and then said: "But I heard that Ma Wei is ruthless, and he has killed many ordinary people before. ”
Ling Feng frowned and asked, "Who are you listening to?"
Yuan Dadao: "I also heard a few brothers say this, Ma Wei has a good relationship with some big domestic drug lords, and he will often do some smuggling things, and buy a lot of customs ......."
As he was talking, Ma Wei came out of the room, looked at the two of them with a smile, and said with a smile: "Thank you for taking care of my father, it's okay now, I'm leaving." ”
"Why don't you take your father back?" Ling Feng asked.
Ma Wei stopped, glanced back at him, smiled, and said, "Old man, it's better to farm in his hometown, this big city is not suitable for him." ”
After watching Ma Wei leave, Yuan Da wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said, "The wind is less, do you feel that there is something wrong with this Ma Wei." ”
Ling Feng nodded, then pushed the door and walked into the house, and after seeing the scene in front of him, he immediately felt a sense of anger that wanted to kill.
"How can it be like this......" Yuan Da looked at the dead old man with a shocked face, and the other party had a dagger stuck in his heart.
"It was Ma Wei who did it, how could he kill his father with his own hands!" Yuan Da said with a trembling tone.
This time, Ling Feng didn't know how to answer the other party, a person who could kill his father, it can be seen that that person can no longer be described as bad.
Ling Feng walked up, put away the things he needed, looked at the dead old man, and sighed: "Find someone to bury it properly, he will be relieved if he dies, otherwise he will live alone in the world." ”
Yuan Da came back to his senses, nodded immediately, took out his mobile phone and started calling.
Ling Feng turned around and walked out of the room, thinking of Ma Wei, who was still talking and laughing one moment ago, and killing his father without blinking the next moment, there was a chilling feeling.
After leaving the antique market, Ling Feng did not rush home, but found a place where no one was around, preparing to refine this magic weapon.
Now he can't fly yet, and he has to go to the cultivation realm, so if he wants to fly, he can only rely on flying magic weapons, and a powerful flying magic weapon is something that no one can give up.
As powerful as his strength before his death, sometimes he also has to rely on flying magic weapons, his magic weapons, a second is not a problem, the most terrifying directly across space, from this planet to another planet, but this is a big space shift, he can only think about it now.
The fire rose in the furnace, and when the temperature reached a certain level, Ling Feng threw the things he needed into it one after another, as the temperature of the flame increased, and with the passage of time, those things began to slowly melt away, and then under Ling Feng's control, it finally turned into a Qingfeng sword, when it came out, although there was no vision of heaven and earth, but the surrounding heaven and earth energy also rioted, and the land within a radius of thousands of miles collapsed instantly.
Ling Feng flicked his fingers, and he was quite satisfied, if this thing took him to fly, the speed should be more than a thousand kilometers per hour.
Of course, he didn't refine this thing purely for flying, except for this, the rest was a sharp attack.
Ling Feng believed that with this Qingfeng Sword, his strength must have risen by more than one notch, and it would not be a problem to instantly kill the mid-innate or even the peak.
"The Qingfeng Sword is Liu Bei's weapon during the Shu Han Dynasty, and it is a bit inappropriate to call it this name. ”
Ling Feng pondered for a while, his weapon should be unique, how could he have the same name as someone else.
"I'll call you from now on...... Wind Roaring Sword!"
Airplanes!
The long sword trembled, Ling Feng laughed, slammed on the ground with the soles of his feet, and rushed into the air, the wind sword in his hand fell under his feet, and flew up to the white clouds with Ling Feng, flying in the direction of his home.