At the headquarters of the Tai and Zi Parties, Yao Fangzheng was sitting in a wheelchair and glared fiercely at the person kneeling below.

"Waste, you're a bunch of waste!" Yao Fang roared violently at the kneeling people below.

The man trembled and kept kowtowing.

"Young master, that person is really too strong. The man on his knees cried, "That man is so fast that the bullet won't hit him." Even the sniper's marksmanship can't beat him. ”

"Sniper King, I'm embarrassed to say that my wife and the sub-party have spent so much effort cultivating them, and they can't even kill one person. Yao Fang was full of anger: "Where is the sniper king, let him come to see me!"

Hearing Yao Fang's words, the head of the person kneeling on the ground lowered lower, and he said cautiously: "Sniper King, ...... Killed by that devil!"

"What!" Yao Fang patted the wheelchair and tried to stand up in anger. But as soon as he exerted his strength, there was a huge pain in his crotch, which made his cold sweat come out.

"The hateful guy, he dared to kill one of the eight kings of my Tai and Zi Dang, he was simply looking for death!" Yao Fang said fiercely: "What about the Poison Fist King, why didn't he come to see me?"

"The young master, the poison boxing king, is also dead!"

"What? What the hell is that man, he is so powerful, he can kill two of the 'Eight Kings' in a row. Yao Fang's heart was full of shock: "What about that kid, is there nothing wrong at all?"

"He was shot and injured by the Sniper King in the first place, but he still cut off the Sniper King's head with a single knife. ”

"And the Poison Boxer, he was also put by him with one finger, and then he seemed to be very angry, and broke all the bones of the Poison Boxer's body. It's too cruel, it's too cruel!" After saying that, the man who knelt on the ground couldn't help but start trembling again.

"Hmph, it's all waste, you are waste, the sniper king is waste, and the poison boxer is also waste!" Yao Fang scolded and said, "If you fail to kill Xiao Lin and Chen Feng, the Xiao family will definitely not give up." For the sake of insurance, you can't live in this world. ”

Yao Fang's words were taken for granted, but the face of the man on the ground turned pale for a while, and a touch of viciousness flashed, and he suddenly roared.

"What the fuck are we that kill when you want. Lao Tzu wants to live, you waste to Lao Tzu to die!" The man pounced on Yao Fang like a fierce tiger.

Yao Fang looked at the person who pounced indifferently, full of sneers.

Because of his injuries, he couldn't move, but he didn't need to!

When the man was about to meet Yao Fang before, a cold light flashed, and a silver machete suddenly appeared beside him.

"Brush, brush, brush......"

I heard a series of cutting sounds, and the man who pounced on him didn't snort, and fell to the ground.

"Whoa—"

The shredded flesh on his body slid down from his body, and the flesh and blood fluttered in front of Yao in a blur.

Yao Fang swallowed his saliva, and then said with a grin to the person who suddenly appeared next to him: "Sword King, I didn't expect your sword skills to be so powerful, haha, this young master's revenge will be avenged by you." ”

The Sword King lowered his head and didn't say a word, as if he hadn't heard Yao Fang's words.

"Hmph!" Seeing this, Yao Fang looked at the Sword King with dissatisfaction, and scolded in a low voice: "Isn't it just a dog raised by my wife and the sub-party, what is arrogant!"

Hearing this, an inexplicable look flashed in the corner of the Sword King's eyes, but he didn't say anything.

At this moment, a powerful aura suddenly appeared.

"Dad, you're finally out of the customs!" Yao Fang was overjoyed and hurriedly shouted.

A figure suddenly appeared beside Yao Fang, and this speed made the Sword King frightened for a while.

"Meet the Gang Master!" said the Sword King respectfully.

It turned out that this person was Yao Wentao, the leader of the Taizi Party.

Ignoring the greetings of the Sword King, Yao Wentao's eyes all hit Yao Fang's body.

"Son, who did it?" Yao Wentao's eyes were full of fierce light.

"Dad, you want to avenge the child!" Yao Fang's face changed sharply, and finally he was already crying. He added fuel and vinegar to tell him and Chen Feng about them.

"Revenge, my father will definitely avenge you, but now is still a critical period, the breakthrough of the ancestors is imminent, and my father wants to protect the Dharma for him, and I can't leave. After a pause, Yao Wentao said fiercely: "Wait a few more days, when the old ancestor is over, my father will go and kill the person named Chen Feng!"

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At this moment, it is already the third pole of the sun.

Chen Feng carried the plastic bag and came to Situ Qiang's residence.

At this time, Chen Feng put on the stalls from the past. The new dress that had just been bought, because of the events of last night officially ended its short life.

Situ Yunfei had been waiting anxiously at the door for a long time, and when he saw Chen Feng appear, he was overjoyed and immediately took Chen Feng into the house.

In the house, the old man sat on the sofa and watched TV, without the slightest impatience. On the contrary, Jin Zhiguang, the secretary of the review committee on the side, seemed restless.

Seeing Chen Feng appear, Jin Zhiguang hurriedly greeted him: "Mr. Chen, you can be regarded as here." ”

"I prepared some medicinal herbs, and I delayed some time. Chen Feng pointed to the medicinal herbs in the plastic bag and said with a smile.

As he spoke, Chen Feng had already arrived in front of the old man.

Until this moment, Chen Feng didn't know the identity of this old man. However, for him, there is no difference in status to treat the sick and save people.

"Old man, are you ready?" Chen Feng asked with a faint smile.

The old man nodded resolutely, but did not speak.

Okay, wait for me for half an hour. After speaking, Chen Feng entered the kitchen door without looking back, and then slammed the lock.

"What is Mr. Chen doing?" Jin Zhiguang looked at Situ Qiang with a questioning face.

"I don't know. Situ Qiang spread his hands very boldly, indicating that he didn't know anything.

Half an hour later, Chen Feng appeared in front of everyone with a bowl of dark decoction.

"Drink it!" Putting the hot decoction in his hand on the table, Chen Feng continued to advise: "Drink it while it's hot." ”

"Can you drink this?" Jin Zhiguang asked with a worried expression on his face.

Not to mention him, anyone who picks up this bowl of potion can't help but ask the same question. The color of this bowl of medicinal juice is as black as ink, and from time to time it emits a foul smell, as if it has been worn for ten days and half a month of stinky socks, which is disgusting.

"Don't worry, the potion is not poisonous. Chen Feng looked at the old man and said faintly: "However, whether you can survive this medicinal power is unknown!"

"Huh. The old man chuckled, and without thinking about it, he took the liquid and poured it into his mouth.

"Gollum, Gollum—"

The old man swallowed all the medicinal juices without hesitation, then put the bowl down, and said with deep meaning: "Life is a game of countless big and small bets. It's a bit of a big bet, but I'm a bet!"

Chen Feng was surprised, and when he looked at the old man again, there was already a few more admiration in his eyes.