After a few more days, the bored two people walked on the crowded street, Mitt was like an ignorant girl who had just begun to fall in love, clinging to Ling Feng's side tightly, Ling Feng with a black line on his face really didn't know what to say, and asked in a low voice: "Mit, you are a little too tight, is it uncomfortable!" Mitt shook his head slightly, Ling Feng now seems to have become a fish on the chopping board for others to slaughter, how many days has it been, if his daughter-in-law knows about this, it is absolutely possible, no, it should be ironclad that he will not be able to eat and walk around. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Thinking of this, Ling Feng suddenly had a sad face, compared with Mitter beside him, in sharp contrast, Mitt said with a smile: "What, scared?!" Ling Feng straightened his chest and said righteously: "I'm afraid of a fart, I have the final say in the family, I say east, my daughter-in-law will never go west, I let her go west, I can only go east without looking back." ”

Mitt smiled and said, "You're very good at your mouth!"

"Mit, this is L.A.?!" Ling Feng replied, Mitt replied, "Didn't I tell you in the store a few days ago, the city lord of L.A. is a strange woman, Ao, I know, there must be some evil thoughts?!!" Mitt, who glared at Ling Feng, continued to say slowly: "This L.A. person's hair color is all one hair color!"

Ling Feng interjected: "I know this, you can't say anything I don't know, for example, the appearance of this city lord, bust, hips, waistline, and not as good-looking as you, this is the most important thing at the moment, I have seen what you said!"

Mitt said viciously: "I knew it, but you don't know what to do, I won't tell you!" Snorted coldly, Ling Feng said: "You just pretend, you don't know!" "Little ghost, you want to use the agitation method to provoke me, are you stupid for me?!" Mitt smiled and said with a smile.

The two of them walked and walked, and unconsciously came to the coffee shop, Mitt bumped Ling Feng hard with his shoulder, Ling Feng, who was pretending to be stupid, turned a blind eye, this shop looks like a fucking value, and the cost of going to this store is simply asking for his own life, Ling Feng is as steady as Mount Tai, thunder can't move, let you be clever like a spring, I just can't take the bait, Mitt sneered: "Are you blind?!"

Ling Feng said angrily: "You are blind, this shop is so expensive, you have money in your pocket?!!Or are you planning to go against the law of cause and effect to rob?!" Mitt pointed to the black notice board in front of the door and said flatly: "I don't invite guests, don't you see the notice board here, it's really stupid!" Ling Feng's eyes rolled slightly, and he smiled: "Mitt, there is a free lunch in the world?!, it's impossible, let's not go, you take me home, we are wandering, maybe they have forgotten us a long time ago!"

Mitt sneered: "Don't you want to know the structure of the world of the twelve main gods, accompany me in for a cup of coffee, and I will tell you everything I know, as well as the previous names of demons and angels, how about it, this deal is not a loss at all, you have to think clearly, after this village, there is no such shop!" Ling Feng tugged at the corners of his mouth and was silent, although this deal was indeed not a loss, but he always felt that this guy was deliberately tempting himself to jump down, and suddenly felt a chill on his back and raised his head to look at the white clouds in the sky, and said categorically: "Don't live or die, you must be designing me, you are really stupid to me, the ghost knows what kind of heart you have!" Mitt had a gloomy and delicate face, silent, and in an instant, the killing machine was full, no need to think about it, he must be sulking, Ling Feng was in the village for a while, Mitt suddenly spoke: "You really think I'm that bad?!"

Ling Feng nodded and shook his head.

Mitt was at a loss, if he said that he was a murderer without blinking, the guy in front of him was a fool who could never guess what he was thinking, Mitt stared wide and said: "What do you mean, if you think I'm a bad person, the two of us can go our separate ways from now on, and from now on we will go our separate ways and not interfere with each other." ”

As soon as Ling Feng heard this, this is the rhythm of leaving himself alone and running away, this is not good, there is a saying about it, yes, send the Buddha to the west, a good person will do it to the end, you haven't sent me home yet, how can you leave others halfway, and now you have really become an understandable piece of waste wood. The four plug-ins have been used up, and they still haven't been able to kill Pol smoothly, and the monster in the body doesn't know when it will suddenly jump out again, because of Mit, that Ling Feng has become a lot of peace recently, but the more this is the case, the more bottomless Ling Feng's heart is, God knows when the uncle suddenly appeared and killed everyone without leaving a piece of armor, at this moment Ling Feng is sad, I knew it was like this, why bother at the beginning, I knew it at the beginning, why bother with it.

The city lord of Los Angeles, Ling Feng has heard of it, not so much that he has heard of it, but he has seen it with his own eyes, or he sent the white-haired girl outside the Vatican City, but he doesn't know how Luo Ling'er's life is now, Ling Feng thought of the white-haired girl, Los Angeles, this city is an extremely special existence, when the Karsos Empire and the Gamma Empire were in the middle of the fierce battle, the Los Angeles sandwiched in the middle did not hear how the two empires fought, not only these two countries, even if it was a powerful empire before, Los Angeles did not do the miserable person who was on fire at the city gate and affected the fish in the pond, not so much a city, but a pure land, There will never be the disturbance of war, this city is all antique decoration, Ling Feng looked at it, and suddenly there was a feeling of traveling to ancient times, and the clothes of the people on the street were also as retro as these buildings, for example, the storefront where Mitt wanted to drink a cup of coffee was hung with a large plaque on it, which said Cafe, West is not West, China is not in China, it is really a bit nondescript.

Mitte asked again, "I'll ask you one last time, am I really that bad?!"

Ling Feng smiled, nodded, and the angry Mitt shook his hand and left, but he didn't know that his wrist had already been grabbed by the guy behind him and taken into his arms, Mitt smiled brightly and said: "Isn't this a bad person!

Ling Feng rubbed Mit's cheek with his chin, and said flatly: "Bad person, I'm not a good person, it's just that this teenager has long been not a teenager, as a man, is he in charge, not to mention this beauty in front of him who can barely be regarded as a symbol, in case some guy with bad intentions kidnaps you, won't I have to regret it for the rest of my life?" )