Before Ling Luoyu could speak, he had already followed the aroma of meat.

Du Kongli subconsciously pointed to his sleeping partner: "No...... He ......"

"You carry it......"

Du Kongli looked at Ling Luoyu a little speechlessly.

Her eyes squinted, and her lips curled slightly: "See what I do?" Do you want me to carry it? ”

"Don't dare!" Du Kongli twitched the corner of his mouth, and finally squatted down to carry the person on his back, following behind Ling Luoyu, reminiscing about Feng Chenglin.

At this time, the wind fat man has an unprecedented speed.

The first is that the stomach is really too hungry, and the second is because of the anger at the betrayal of the two men.

These two guys, after meeting, must beat them into pigs' heads.

Their brother Baba kept the two of them safe, but they were lucky enough to hide and eat alone after finding food.

Ungrateful guys!

Such a person, if he doesn't abuse him, he is simply sorry for his indignant heart.

Following the smell, he soon saw a bonfire.

At first glance, he saw a mass of barbecued meat on the campfire, and the "puff" was bubbling with oil and fragrant.

And at the second glance, he saw Shao Zhiyan and Qiu Han'an sitting together opposite.

As for sitting on the back of the bonfire, he could only look at a third person with a black back, and directly chose to ignore it.

It's no matter who you are, let's beat those two goods first.

"You're stealing food!"

With a roar, he suddenly flew up and pounced, and he was forced to press down with a thousand catties of tonnage.

In the screams of pain, Shao Zhiyan and Qiu Hanan didn't dodge in the slightest, but were crushed by Feng Chenglin.

I couldn't help but say, and the fist of the fat man fell.

"You two things without a conscience! Dare to avoid a few of our brothers and hide here to steal food...... Ruthless, unrighteous and unconscionable, today I will knock out your teeth, see how you still steal ......"

"Not ......"

Before Shao Zhiyan's defense could be spoken, he was beaten back by Feng Chenglin's iron fist,

"You've been caught, and you dare to quibble! Are you really Uncle Feng's eyes an ornament? ”

The more the wind fat man talked, the angrier he became, his iron fist was like the wind, and he hit the two of them no less than one hundred and eighty times in an instant.

"Fat man......" Ling Luoyu's slightly strange voice sounded from behind.

Feng Chenglin didn't realize that something was wrong at all, and continued to roar: "Don't persuade anyone to me!" ”

His fists fell again and again, and Shao Zhiyan and Qiu Han'an, who were beaten, screamed in pain, but they didn't dare to fight back even a little.

"Fatty!" Ling Luoyu's voice raised a few points again.

Feng Chenglin raised his fist high and shook his head impatiently.

"What?!"

Ling Luoyu and Du Kongli were standing on the side of the bonfire, but they were a little far away from the bonfire.

What's even worse is that Du Kongli is looking at him with an idiot-like look.

Feng Chenglin was inexplicably a little weak-hearted: "No, what are you doing standing so far away?" There is meat to eat......"

Ling Luoyu: "......"

He also eats meat.

What else are you going to do with those eyes?

Poke the blind and forget it!!

Her lips twitched, motioning for him to look to the side.

"...... over there"

An ominous premonition came to Feng Chenglin's heart, and he subconsciously followed Ling Luoyu's gesture.

What she wanted him to see was the dark figure sitting with the campfire on his back, which he had just overlooked.

At first glance, he let out a "whoop", and turned down from the two of them in embarrassment, looking at the black shadow with a hellish expression.

"You...... You...... Why the hell are you here?! ”