Chapter IV

"Seriously, of course. The middle-aged man obviously didn't expect Yi Feng to say this, he looked at Yi Feng and smiled.

Yi Feng said categorically: "As a man, I naturally want to protect my family and defend the country." The rise of empires is my ideal. If the empire wants me to live, I will live, and if the empire wants me to sacrifice, I will not hesitate. My ideals exist only for the people, only for the empire, the empire is my blood, the empire is my favorite, the empire is the ......"

Yi Liu listened to Yi Feng's continuous and high-sounding words, and his face turned slightly red. looked at the drooling little brother, and couldn't help but despise in his heart: Mom, how can I have such a shameless little brother, he doesn't blush, I blush for him. Defend your family and country, I guarantee that if something happens to the empire, you kid will run faster than anyone else.

Everyone sighed in their hearts: Thick-skinned to this extent is also a kind of realm.

"Alright, alright. Virtuous nephew, I know your loyalty to the Empire, and I know that your ideals are ambitious. You can stop. The middle-aged man wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, disgusted with Yi Feng's shameless shelling.

Fake, too fake. No matter how you look at it, you kid is a slippery head, if you are really so great, then there is no justice in the world.

Everyone's faces also burned slightly, although they were often hypocritical, but they had never been hypocritical to this extent, and they couldn't help but sigh in their hearts: shameless and invincible. We still have to cultivate slowly.

Yi's mother chuckled, and then smiled at Yi Feng: "Okay, Feng'er, then you tell me what your false ideal is?"

Yi Feng smiled slightly: "Don't seek to be coquettish and shock the world, but to be obscene and move the world." Drunkenness is my pursuit, and indulgence is my dream. En, that is, the legendary son of a gentleman, a loser. ”

"Poof......" was another squirting sound.

Cow, so cow. After listening to Yi Feng, Yi Liu couldn't help but sigh in his heart. As soon as a discerning person hears it, he knows that the words behind this are his true ideal, and this ideal is simply the ultimate of depravity. This kid dares to say it in front of his father and in front of so many people, it's just amazing.

Yi Feng looked at the stunned crowd one by one, and the corners of his mouth flashed a trace of arc: That's right, this is my ideal, although these words are derogatory. But Yi Feng believes that men yearn for it.

Words such as drunkenness and indulgence are given to the rich by the poor, and can also be considered to be given by the weak to the strong. If you want to live like this, then you have to be better than others, richer than others. Otherwise, you don't have the capital to live such a life at all. Another meaning of them is that the more completely you want to fall, the stronger you have to be. Drunk and obsessed, lascivious, only with enough power can money be played.

When Qin Yi heard Yi Feng's words, she stood in place in a daze, the horror on her face, combined with her stunning beauty, was extremely attractive. This depraved to the extreme made her feel very sad, and the reason why Yi Feng would have such a depraved ideal was once again attributed to himself. After all, it was he who broke Yi Feng's meridians.

The middle-aged man was stunned in place like everyone else's reaction, he didn't expect that someone would dare to risk the world's disapproval and say such an ideal, isn't Yi Feng afraid of the world's defenders to comment? !

However, one by one, when they thought that Yi Feng was a wasted person with broken meridians, they suddenly understood. He is just a wasted person, and even if the world despises him, they will not waste time judging him. It's no wonder this kid is so unscrupulous.

"Sure enough, the mud can't be glued to the wall, and the waste people can only have such depraved ideals. Of course, Albert would not give up this opportunity to hit Yi Feng, and he sneered without concealing it.

Yi Feng glanced at Albert playfully, and then said with a teasing smile: "Are you so sure I'm a waste?!Haven't you heard that salted fish can also turn over?"

Albert snorted: "Even if I am ignorant, I know that it is impossible for a person with broken meridians to become a martial artist. Since you are not a martial artist, what is it if you are not a waster? Could it be that you can still be like Xiao Gong, so you will never be able to succeed in the world. ”

"Hehe......" Yi Feng smiled, without explanation, for a person who was about to die. He had nothing to worry about.

"Sir Albert, please be careful when you speak!" said Yiliu, snorting, not allowing anyone to insult his brother.

Even Albert, who was coldly voiced by the two juniors, the anger in his heart rose to a new level, and he sneered: "Do you think he is not a wasted person?" ”

Yi Liu snorted coldly: "At least I don't think I can throw a day-level ......"

"Big brother!" Yi Feng saw that Yi Liu wanted to prove his point with a day-level low-level spiritual skill, he hurriedly interrupted, there are some things that cannot be known to outsiders, "Don't say it, it's nothing worth showing." I just found a copy of the rubbish in the pile and gave it to you. Don't say any more, I'm not like someone chasing me for garbage every day. ”

Yi Liu's face twitched: A pile of garbage?! Japanese-level low-level exercises, you actually say that he is garbage, or use heaps to describe it, and you still don't let people live. Little brother, what have you been doing in the past five years?!

"You're ruthless ......"

Yiliu took a deep breath, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly. Make the person next to you inexplicable.

The middle-aged man seemed to like watching the scene of the fight very much, and seeing that the two brothers Yifeng had no intention of worrying about Albert, he hypocritically came out and said in a round: "Hehe, Sir Albert, young people are not sensible, so don't be like them." Of course, I also believe that even if Yi Fengxian's nephew can't become a spirit, he will still be a talent. ”

Albert thought that he could lose Yi Kaimu's face in the name of Yi Kaimu's youngest son, but he never thought that he would lose face by Yi Feng several times, and of course he was unwilling in his heart.

However, when Albert was about to say something, he was interrupted by Yi Feng: "Huh. Sir Albert, what's on your shoulder, come, come, come. I'll shoot it for you. ”

After speaking, ignoring the consternation of everyone, Yi Feng took a few quick steps and patted Albert twice on the shoulder. Then sit back in your seat again.

Qin Yi and Yi Liu looked at each other, very puzzled by Yi Feng's behavior, they didn't think that Yi Feng was really so kind to help him pat the dust, this kid had a lot of grudges.

It's just that why did he move?

Albert inexplicably flashed a trace of uneasiness after Yi Feng slapped him twice, but when he looked at his shoulder, he smiled self-deprecatingly, and actually panicked when he let a waste person slap twice.

"Ah......h

Just as Albert was laughing at his own panic, a terrible scream rang out in the antechamber, turning everyone's eyes to the source of the sound.