"I really want to build a chat group"

Chu Feng was stunned for a while, made up his mind, put his hand in his pocket, took out his mobile phone, and just opened the desktop, a prompt sound came out, and there was an additional text message.

I haven't charged my phone bill for a few years, although I charged a lot at that time, and I should have used it up.

After touching his body, there was nothing, the corners of Chu Feng's mouth were bitter, and he became a clean Taoist priest.

"Looks like we're going to get some money"

There was wind at Chu Feng's feet, and he quickly disappeared into the depths of the bamboo forest.

When the sky was bright, near Jiangnan University Town, in a remote alley, Chu Feng stopped and looked at the scene not far away with interest.

A group of unscrupulous smokers, a total of five people, each with long hair and colorful dyeing. Studs, studs, nose rings, you name it. The cigarette butt in his mouth is almost engraved on his forehead: I am in the rebellious period of youth, and I am bad.

At this time, the bad guys were following a girl walking with her head down, and the expression on her face was very serious, as if she was doing a very sacred thing.

Suddenly, the girl stopped, turned her head, and looked at the bad guys, a chill flashed on her delicate face.

"Why are you following me?"

Hearing this, the bad guys tore off their disguises, smiled evilly, and surrounded the girl. One of them, who was about 1.7 meters bad, forced the girl to the wall in the form of a wall knock.

"Little sister, isn't it lonely to be alone here? Do you want to have fun with our brothers? ”

"It's free to play, all kinds of fun, you must like it."

"It's going to be very comfortable, brother doesn't lie."

"Promise, my brother will play with you."

"There is a very nice little shop next to it, not far away, you want to play again after you play."

"I had a little sister like you last week, and after playing, I said it was very open."

"You can give it a try, too"

All kinds of flirting, all kinds of teasing. The language is vulgar and very explicit.

Chu Feng had already recognized the girl at this time, it was the girl he saw two days ago, with a height of about 1.5 meters, short hair, and a pretty face that everyone loved.

At this time, the girl's brow furrowed, and a clear expression of disgust appeared on her face. Even the expression of disgust on the petite face is very cute.

"Yo, it's so cute even if you're angry, let my brother love you well, okay?"

The corners of the girl's blonde bad mouth showed a president-like evil smile, supporting the wall with one hand, and trying to caress the girl's face with the other hand.

The corner of the girl's mouth smiled slightly, a cold glint flashed in her eyes, her fair and tight right leg was raised suddenly, and her smooth knee was slammed against her blonde chin.

"Ah......h

The blonde flew out like a sandbag and smashed to the ground, blood spurting from his nostrils and mouth.

The bad guys were all stunned.,This girl Lori, who is easy to push down with a soft voice.,The strength is too great!

The world has changed greatly, and it doesn't take such outrageous things!

"Annoying." The short-haired girl said softly.

The bad guys then remembered that the person in front of them was just a girl, and in the context of the great changes in the world, they were also strengthened, and when they saw this, they rushed up, and a bad one with a little yellow duck tattooed on his arm, grabbed the iron trash can on the side, and threw it over like a small stone.

The short-haired girl easily dodged, and also rushed over, frequently raising her tight and fair beautiful legs, and kicking them one by one.

In less than ten seconds, the bad guys lay on the ground. Her eyes were glazed and her mouth was wide open - impossible, how could such a cute girl be so scary?

"Hit the streets"

The corners of the short-haired girl's mouth rose and her expression was indifferent.

At this time, Chu Feng came close and stared at the beautiful and cute face of the short-haired girl for a few seconds, frowning slightly. I didn't pay attention to it two days ago, but when I saw the short-haired girl again this time, I always felt a sense of déjà vu.

The short-haired girl patted the non-existent dust on her legs, glanced at Chu Feng, raised her head at a forty-five degree angle, snorted coldly, and left.

After the girl stayed away, Chu Feng squatted beside the bad guys, stretched out his finger and poked the bad golden retriever.

The Golden Retriever let out a groan of pain, well, still alive.

"Poor Dao will lend you something!"

Chu Feng searched the bad guys and got one hundred and thirty-four yuan and one cents.

What the hell, Chu Feng directly bounced the dime out.

After Chu Feng left, the bad guys showed extremely sad eyes, the girl didn't succeed, she was seriously injured, not to mention, she was robbed, who dares to be worse than us!

……

Outside the university town, on the food street, because it was breakfast time, there were many students coming and going, and in the middle of the location, a store that integrated the phone bill with the supermarket, Chu Feng successfully paid the phone bill.

Awakened the mobile phone, successfully connected to the Internet, and the bank card bound to Weixin showed that there were more than 300,000 yuan in it, which was very good, and there was no need to worry about money anymore.

Walking to a breakfast shop where prestige can be paid, and asking for two cages of xiaolongbao and a bowl of soup, Chu Feng opened prestige and set up a chat group, what is the name?

Chu Dao cultivates the immortal group? Uh, wouldn't that be reminiscent of staying up late.

Immortals? It's too inferior.

It's simply called Xiuzhen chat group.

After building a group, Chu Feng thought about it and pulled Xu Sanlang, who was planting melons in Huangshan, into the group.

Three waves of melon planting: "......"

Chu Daochang (Huangshan Zhenjun): "Fellow Daoist, from today onwards, you will be a member of the Xiuzhen chat group, change your name." ”

The name of the three waves of melon planting quickly became the three waves of wild knives.

Chu Feng was very speechless, why did he come up with such a name, but since people like it, he can't say anything.

Crazy Knife Three Waves: "Dao Chief, I have something to tell you"

At this time, the owner of the breakfast shop brought a bowl of soup and put it down quickly.

Chu Feng nodded, picked up the spoon and took a sip, giving a reply.

Chu Daochang (Huangshan Zhenjun): "What's the matter?" ”

Crazy knife three waves: "Your Jingba, uh, no, the big dog demon has come to my house"

Chu Daochang (Huangshan Zhenjun): Get rid of it

The three waves of the mad knife gave a tearful expression.

"It has eaten up the magic medicine you planted, it is more than ten times more powerful, I can't beat it"

Divine medicine, Chu Feng, who was drinking the soup, thought of the Lingmai Bicha, and green tendons suddenly appeared on his forehead, this greedy thing, actually ate the tea he planted, and he must take care of it when he goes back.

Chu Daochang (Huangshan Zhenjun): Bear with it first, I'll go back and clean it up after I'm done

Three Waves of Crazy Knives: Woo Woo Woo...... Come back early, it's picking at my pants

Chu Feng smiled, and was about to close the chat group, when there was an additional shake function on the interface.

There is a line of prompt text on it - shake it three times, you can shake it to special people.

Chu Feng guessed that this must be a ghost caused by the system, so he ignored it, and at this time, the proprietress sent two cages of xiaolongbao, steaming, and the surface of xiaolongbao was very smooth and delicate, which made people speak with gusto.

After eating a few xiaolongbao, Chu Feng's gaze turned to the dazzling shaking on the interface, raised his eyebrows, and nodded.

Thousands of kilometers away, in the depths of the East China Sea, on a small island with towering ancient trees, a middle-aged man drenched in water went ashore.

Suddenly, there was a sound of dense footsteps, and the middle-aged man stepped on it and climbed a towering tree very easily.

Accompanied by the sound of footsteps, seventy or eighty shrimp soldiers and crab generals with improvised weapons came, seemingly patrolling.

A touch of contempt flashed at the corner of the middle-aged man's mouth, he had already mastered a breathing method similar to turtle breath through self-teaching, and these shrimp soldiers and crabs would not be able to find him.

The treasure of the island belongs to him!

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

A pleasant WeChat prompt sound came from the middle-aged man.

Suddenly, seventy or eighty pairs of eyes on the ground looked at the trees in unison. 1910