Since the spirit bead has appeared, Wang Zifeng's safety is also guaranteed, so he asked out loud.

The question is simple, but it gets to the heart – this group of people is being instructed to do so.

"Boy, do you know who I am?" the leader seemed to have found something interesting, holding his shoulder with one hand and tapping lightly on the table with the other with his stick.

Wang Zifeng glanced at him lightly, and spit out a sentence in his mouth: "I'm not your father, how do you know who you are?"

"You ......" the man's face changed, and he said coldly: "Boy, sharp teeth and sharp mouths can't save you, they will only bring you greater disasters." You remember it for me, my brother is Nancheng Lan Feng, and my brother on the road calls me 'Brother Feng'. You don't care who brought us here, you just need to know that you're going to have your limbs broken today. ”

Speaking of this, Lan Feng paused, turned back to the group of people standing behind him, and said, "Brothers, take him away, don't stain other people's storefronts." ”

"Yes, Brother Feng!" The neat answer sounded quite imposing, and it made the diners in the restaurant even more afraid to move, for fear that one of them would accidentally set himself on fire and put himself in.

"Stop, what are you going to do?"

"If you want to move, he's going to step over me!"

When Pang Xiaoya and Shu Lingfei saw that the other party was going to take Wang Zifeng away, they were immediately anxious, and they didn't care about being afraid, and they opened their arms to block Lan Feng's subordinates.

"Yo, you two...... Have you made up your mind to live and die with him?" Lan Feng's face was full of a playful smile, but his eyes were cold, and after snorting, he turned around and walked out of the store, "I'll leave it to you here, I don't want to wait too long." ”

After his men made way of a passage, they all smiled and surrounded Wang Zifeng's side.

Pang Xiaoya and Shu Lingfei were so anxious that they sweated, no matter how stupid they were, they knew that they would not be able to escape today.

It's a shame that those people in the store didn't call the police, otherwise, with the deterrence of the police, at least the current crisis can be lifted.

At this time, Wang Zifeng suddenly chuckled: "I don't believe it, under Lang Lang, there is no justice?"

Lan Feng, who had already walked to the door of the store, laughed out loud, "Boy, you are really naïve, justice...... How many cents a pound?"

"Justice is priceless!"

It was not Wang Zifeng who answered him, but an unfamiliar voice.

Lan Feng turned his head to look at the place where the voice came from, and saw a thin middle-aged man standing at the door of the kitchen with a lazy face, not dodging in the face of his cold gaze, and even grinning toothily.

"You're going to stand up for them?" Lan Feng asked with a strange look in his eyes.

The middle-aged man yawned lazily, and replied nonchalantly: "I can't talk about it, it's just a small matter, and it doesn't take much effort to clean up a dirty chicken and a dog like you...... Well, forget it, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you, and I'll have to go to dinner in a while. Come, you guys come up together, I'm in a hurry. ”

This arrogant remark stunned everyone.

Except for Wang Zifeng, everyone was wondering if this middle-aged man was crazy, otherwise why would he say such a ridiculous thing?

You see that he is thin and thin, and he has no muscles at first glance, and if he really fights, I am afraid that he will not even be able to carry the other party's stick, and I don't know where he got the courage to say these words.

Lan Feng looked at him fixedly for a while, and suddenly laughed, smiling gently, but his eyes were extremely cold.

"It's good, it's been years since I've met someone who dares to challenge me. Count your luck today, I will personally do it with you, if you don't beat your out, labor and management will be your surname!"

The middle-aged man waved his hand indifferently, "You can't do it, let's go together, I'm really in a hurry." Besides, I don't have an unsuccessful son like you, shame!"

Lan Feng laughed angrily, strode towards him, and when he was less than two meters away from him, he suddenly threw the stick in his hand at the middle-aged man, and he himself followed with a vicious heart-warming kick.

Click!

The stick thrown by Lan Feng slammed into the glass of the kitchen, and the glass shattered to the ground with a bang, and the glass slag splashed into the spice basin placed behind the window, causing several clerks to exclaim in dissatisfaction.

However, at this time, everyone's attention was not focused on this, and everyone's eyes were focused on Lan Feng and the middle-aged man.

Lan Feng's heartwarming kick was ruthless and tricky, which was his most usual method, first throwing things to attract the other party's attention, and then taking advantage of his unpreparedness.

In the past, this trick was tried and tested, and even many practitioners were planted in this trick.

But today he kicked it to the iron plate.

His right foot, wearing black military boots, had just kicked out when a gray shadow flashed, and a crisp sound was heard.

Lan Feng's face turned pale in an instant, he never thought that this middle-aged man in front of him, who looked very ordinary, would be a master!

How tall is it?

The gray shadow just now was caused by the middle-aged man's leg movement.

The middle-aged man swept with a seemingly careless kick and kicked directly at the side of Lan Feng's knee.

The tremendous force caused a strong blow to his knee, shattering his patella, breaking his meniscus, and rupturing his anterior and posterior cruciate ligaments......

To put it simply, his right leg knee is useless!

Even if the bones and ligaments can be connected by surgery, they will not be able to exert any more force in the future.

Those who have lost one leg have at least half of their combat effectiveness.

Lan Feng is a well-known Taoist figure in the Nancheng area, and most of his efforts are on his legs.

Now that his knee is injured, his strength is not half gone, but more than three-quarters!

What really made Lan Feng feel desperate was not only that, when he subconsciously looked at the other party, he found that there was an unconcealed killing intent in the depths of the middle-aged man's gaze.

Lan Feng was able to make a name for himself on the road of Nanshan City, relying not only on bravery, but also on eyesight.

With just one glance, he realized that what he was provoking now was definitely not an ordinary person, and that kind of killing intent was not something that ordinary people would have, and it could only appear in one kind of person.

This kind of person...... Murderous like hemp.

Lan Feng had seen this suffocating killing intent in his cousin's eyes.

At the moment, he couldn't help but start to rejoice, this is a public place after all, there are many people, and the other party may kill him in public no matter what.

Don't be afraid if your leg is wasted, if you don't even have your life, then it's called a loss.

Forcibly enduring the sharp pain in his knees, Lan Feng's body tilted to the side, fortunately there was a table beside him, he stretched out his hand to support the edge of the table, and said profusely: "I admit it, and please leave Wan'er behind." ”