Chapter 165 Lin Feng who was kidnapped

readx;?ā€œ Sissy, who are you talking about?" Lin Feng, who was originally more than ten meters away from him, suddenly flashed in front of him and pressed him against the wall, and asked with a blushing face. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

The boy was frightened, and tried his best to struggle, but he could not get out of the seemingly slender hands.

"Let go of me, let go of me! I'm the Iron Fist Boss, let me tell you that the area east of this business district is all the territory of our Iron Fist Boss! Do you know the Black Dragon Society? Our Iron Fist Boss used to be mixed with the Black Dragon Society, put me down, I'll just treat it as if it didn't happen, or you kid will wait to be cut into 18 pieces!" The little thin man shouted louder and louder, and the more he shouted, the more excited he became.

Lin Feng looked at this kid with some tears and laughter, he turned out to be the junior brother of the Black Dragon Society's peripheral subordinates, he even gave the space ring on the hand of the eldest young master of the Black Dragon Society some time ago, would he be afraid of him Black Dragon Society?

"Don't talk nonsense, boy. I've heard of the Black Dragon Society, isn't it just a group of half-orc cubs?As for the iron fist boss, I still haven't heard of it," Lin Feng raised his hand and gave this kid a slap, "Don't talk nonsense, are you kid going to die or live?"

The thin man was stunned all of a sudden, "Live, live, live, I want to live!"

He didn't struggle anymore, he looked at Lin Feng honestly, waiting for Lin Feng to speak.

"Well, I just like smart people. I'll ask you to take me to find out where there are good food seasonings, where there are more secluded small estates to sell, we don't pick the good ones, only the good ones, money is not a problem. Lin Feng put the little guy down, "As long as you successfully complete the work I assigned, all the money in that bag is your ......."

Suddenly, there was a strange look in the eyes of the little man opposite, Lin Feng only felt a pain in the back of his neck, and slowly fell down.

"Iron Fist Boss, you're finally here!" the little thin man shouted excitedly at a huge figure behind him, it was he who knocked Lin Feng unconscious with a dull stick.

The Iron Fist Boss is a bear man, with a pair of semi-round ears, eyes as blue as crystals, and a large nose that occupies a fifth of his face. He was about three meters tall, with long claws, and his upper body was bare, with many ugly scars on his bare upper body, densely packed with all sorts of things, the longest of which was half the length of a baby's arm, and slashed crookedly past his heart. The feet are bare, and the huge claws in front of them grip the ground firmly as they move. Well, it should be normal to be naked, this Iron Fist boss is not like an ordinary orc, he has a huge paw like a bear-like monster and sharp claws like a steel knife, you can't find shoes for these feet.

There is a special phenomenon among the orcs called atavism. A certain part of the body of the atavistic orc will grow like his demon beast ancestor, such as the feet of this iron fist boss, which is absolutely understandable to Lin Feng, who has studied modern biology.

Of course, the phenomenon of atavism will never be explained in this way within the orc clan, they call it a gift from His Majesty the Beast God.

They call these atavistic orcs the darlings of the beast gods.

Iron Fist is the darling of such a beast god.

In fact, at the beginning, everyone called him Bear Claw, which was simple, clear and intuitive. It's just that somehow he thinks this title is really unpleasant, so he changed it to the name Iron Fist, and it has been used until now.

"Skinny Monkey, are you alright?" Iron Fist first showed concern for his men, which was one of the reasons why his men were willing to follow him with all their hearts, Righteousness! Iron Fist was at least convinced by his men, and he himself almost believed in it, only almost.

This thin man is called Skinny Monkey, he is definitely not a monkey orc, Skinny Monkey is an authentic human race.

The Terran race does not have any ancestral land, and their average lifespan is also short, and those Terrans who have no talent in cultivation can only live for one hundred and eighty years at most. Even if those emperor-level human races exist, living for four or five thousand years is already considered a long life.

However, the Terran Race was definitely not a weak race, on the contrary, the Terran Race, which had no ancestral land and a very low average life span, occupied three-fifths of the best land in the entire Holy Wind Continent.

For no other reason, this Terran is too capable of giving birth! Compared with the Blood Clan, the life span of the Terran is only 1/10 of that of the Blood Clan, but the fertility rate is 10 times that of the Blood Clan.

Moreover, the human race born on this Holy Wind Continent somehow has a very good cultivation talent, and almost every year, geniuses who can be called amazing in other races are born.

It's just that the place occupied by this Terran is far east of the territory of the Holy Light Clan, and there are very few Terrans on the territory of other races. This skinny monkey that appeared in the Red Blood City was definitely an outlier.

Incidentally, this Terran, like the Light, is a loyal follower of the Light God-King.

It is precisely because of the strong backing of the human race that the position of the Holy Light Clan as the number one strongest clan on the Holy Wind Continent is so unshakable.

"It's okay!" The thin monkey touched his face that had just been marked with a few bloody fingerprints, and raised a kick to Lin Feng's body, "Tell you to hit me in the face!"

Seeing that Lin Feng didn't react, he suddenly pulled out a dagger from his waist and wanted to stab Lin Feng.

"Stop!" a thick palm covered in black hair stopped him suddenly.

"Enough skinny monkey! This stinky bat was named by the bosses of the Black Dragon Society, and you're pretty much there here. Iron Fist looked at the thin monkey who was acting a little out of line, and said word by word.

"He?" the thin monkey lowered his head and stared at Lin Feng's face for a long time, hey, isn't this the scholar-level vampire named by Lin Feng that the black dragon would name?

Two days ago, the Iron Fist boss came to him with a stack of papers, and the picture on it was not this sissy with clear eyebrows? The documents indicated that this kid should be captured alive, as long as this kid was sent to the Young Master of Qing Shui Yuanshan of the Black Dragon Society, the heavy 1,000 gold coins would be in hand immediately, and it would definitely not be discounted.

That's a whole 1,000 shiny and cute gold coins!

At that time, the thin monkey was still sighing, but he could get 1,000 gold coins by catching a sergeant-level vampire, where could he find such a good business?

At that time, he was still thinking about not knowing which bastard this business was going to be cheaper, but now he didn't think about it......

This happiness came too suddenly, and this luck can't be stopped, co-authoring Lao Tzu is going to make a fortune today.

"Ha, it's really this kid!" The thin monkey immediately put away the dagger, this is a living 1,000 gold coins, but it can't kill him. Well, you can't scratch your face, it's worthless if you scratch it. (To be continued.) )