Cui Die and Zheng Xinghuai had actually already come to the back of the crowd.

Originally, the two planned to take advantage of the chaos at this time to check what the situation was here, and if they had the opportunity, they could directly help Lin Zifeng.

The result was unexpected.

The more than 20 people who came with them couldn't squeeze into the crowd at all, and they could only watch the tide of people surging from the periphery.

"The situation doesn't seem to be good, Brother Feng seems to be besieged by Fat Dragon's younger brother."

Zheng Xinghuai looked at the dense figures in front of him and was a little worried, if so many people besieged Lin Zifeng at the same time, no matter how good his skills were, there would be times when he was unprepared.

Once you get hurt, I'm afraid it will be difficult to escape.

At this time, Cui Die, who was also beside him, changed his dress, and the slim blazer was directly lost by her when she came over, and then took a hoodie from the dead man on the ground and changed it in.

After covering her long hair, she deliberately walked behind Zheng Xinghuai, surrounded by Zhou Taiqing's men.

So no one noticed that there was such a woman at the back of the crowd.

The expression on Cui Die's face also looked a little worried, listening to his Uncle Zhou's description, Feilong's strength is far from being comparable to ordinary people, and with so many henchmen helping at this time, will Lin Zifeng really encounter danger?

No matter how you think about it, his situation at this time is not optimistic.

But how can I help him?

Is it just these twenty or so ordinary people who are physically weaker than those little brothers of the fat dragon?

She was anxious, but she didn't know what to do, she just kept sticking her head out to see what was going on inside.

At this moment, the people in front of them suddenly dispersed like a flock of frightened birds, and the screams and exclamations were one in unison, which suddenly made the already crowded crowd even more chaotic.

Something happened!

Cui Die's intuition told her that something must have happened to Lin Zifeng or Feilong who was fighting!

The people in front wanted to escape, so they desperately squeezed towards the back, and the people in the back didn't know what was going on in front of them, and people kept falling, and then one foot after another stepped on them.

If she had changed her usually, I am afraid that she would have led someone to withdraw first at this time, and then stepped forward to look for opportunities after the situation became clear.

But at this time, Cui Die was unwilling to leave like this, and seemed to have heard the man shouting for help in his heart, he had already fought for his life, how could he just leave him and leave?

More and more people fled in the chaos, and fewer and fewer people crowded in front.

Just as Zheng Xinghuai wanted to ask Cui Die again if he wanted to leave here temporarily to observe the situation, he found that the crowd in front of him actually knelt on the ground in unison.

It's not good, it seems that the battle between the two in front of me has finally been decided.

The fat dragon people are overwhelming, and in the description of Zhou Taiqing and others, it is not manpower to stop at all, Zheng Xinghuai and others subconsciously thought that the fat dragon won the battle.

So everyone hurriedly knelt down behind the crowd, so as not to be discovered by the fat dragon and the group of fugitives.

Cui Die, who was also on his knees and felt surprised, was no exception, but he quietly looked up at the moment he knelt down.

The vision ahead suddenly cleared, and everything was clearly visible without the crowd.

There was blood splattered everywhere like red paint, but there was not a single intact corpse in sight, as if it were the scene of a broken corpse.

The corpses were piled up into a low wall, turning the vacant space in the middle into a bloody gladiatorial arena.

In the middle of the gladiatorial arena, there was only a figure standing with a knife, and for some reason there was a ragbag-like thing hanging from the knife that was swaying in the breeze.

Suddenly there was a crying father and mother's begging for mercy, and there were vague people abusing him.

It wasn't until everyone heard that it was the fat dragon that these people were scolding, and they finally realized that the outcome of the battle seemed to be a little different from what they thought.

The winner is not the fat dragon.

Before Zheng Xinghuai got up from the ground, the woman beside him who had not knelt down had already strode forward towards the crowd in front of him.

Lin Zifeng was also a little stunned, and he couldn't imagine that the powerful fat dragon was really just an embroidered pillow.

He was like a balloon that was blown up, seemingly bluffing, and with a slight stab, it actually burst like this.

But if it weren't for his own ability to be stronger, I'm afraid that someone else would really not be this guy's opponent.

After all, the skin and flesh on the outside of the fat dragon alone are not something that ordinary people can break open, unless some heavy weapons are really used.

But now at this time, the army has no idea where to hide, and where to get those powerful hot weapons?

Those rifles under the base are already unexpected surprises.

The sudden victory and defeat made Lin Zifeng feel unfinished, and the men who were prostrate on the ground begging for mercy and the incessant begging for mercy made the look in his eyes a little bored.

These people are not good people.

Although he is not a good man and a woman, he still looks down on this kind of substantive gang bandits.

Just when Lin Zifeng was thinking about whether to simply kill all these people and pull them down, he saw a familiar figure at the end of the crowd.

Cui Die.

How did she get here?

This woman doesn't want to die, how dare she just blend into the little brother of Fat Dragon?

The sudden appearance of Cui Die made Lin Zifeng a little stunned, and he was a little annoyed at first, if he failed, wouldn't this woman be cheap for nothing?

Then I felt a little relieved that if she was here safe and sound, then her uncle should be safe.

The task was completed, and I was fortunate to live up to my fate.

But before Lin Zifeng could move his steps and walk towards Cui Die, he saw that the woman who stood up stupidly in the field of vision suddenly walked towards him, his speed getting faster and faster, and finally trotted directly.

"Pounce—"

A soft body threw herself into Lin Zifeng's arms.

The hat that had been pulled up had long been ripped off by the running wind, and his long black hair was like an elf's tail beating in the field of vision, and finally stopped at the end of his nose.

What's the situation?

Why did this woman suddenly seem to be a different person?

Lin Zifeng was still a little puzzled, and he didn't understand what was going on at all, but Cui Die in his arms had already begun to sobb in a low voice.

When the wet feeling began to spread in his chest, the confusion in his heart melted, and the hand that had stopped in the air slowly relaxed.

"Bodyguards don't sell themselves."

The woman in her arms did not let go of the hand that was holding Lin Zifeng tightly, but hugged her tighter.

"So, so what?"

Cui Die's voice was crying, but she didn't raise her head, and her tone between her words was like that of a very aggrieved little girl.

Lin Zifeng thought about the two wives in the family, hesitated for a moment and sighed.

"Ugh—gotta add money."

As soon as he finished speaking, the woman suddenly raised her head from his chest, and her smiling face was as bright as a flower.

"The old lady has money!"