Thin lips frowned, and there was no doubt that the guy looked more annoying, and he said, "Many years ago, when I was on a mission, my father took an extra part of the honorarium to buy me a foal of superior blood......"

"No matter what the motive is, it's not a good thing to be greedy for the money your teammates deserve" Feng Qinglang continued to comment casually, in his opinion, it is also a good experience to have someone to talk to when changing clothes, and listening to a short story.

Thin lips glared at Feng Qinglang angrily, and his breathing became short, but he quickly calmed down again, this idiot in front of him must have thought that if he dressed decently, he could die decently, but he didn't know that once the torture began, he would soon tear his outfit to tatters.

Thin Lips continued: "However, my father was besieged by his subordinates because of this, and I was brutally killed, when I was only eight years old, I could only shrink in my mother's arms and tremble, watching my father being hanged alive by them on that dead tree

Even though he had told people like Feng Qinglang who were dying many times, every time he said this, his thin lips still couldn't suppress his anger and tremble.

He paused when he saw Feng Qinglang's movements, and couldn't help but snort proudly, he asked himself such a painful experience, no matter who it was, he should also be moved by compassion, there were several times before when he took revenge, some guys also knelt down directly, kowtowed to themselves, and asked for their forgiveness.

He said slowly and ruthlessly: "Since then, I have secretly determined that I must take revenge and kill all the bastards of the mercenary group one by one, so that I can vent the anger in my heart."

"There are more than a thousand people, wouldn't that be a soft kill, and many of them may still be born and sick and die?" Feng Qinglang was already changing into an ordinary pair of samurai thick cloth pants, and he still didn't forget to comment in his mouth.

Thin lips felt even angrier, and the bastard's focus in front of him weishenme would run to the numbers

He said coldly: "So far, I have killed one hundred and seventy-six, and there should be one more, but you saved me."

Feng Qinglang tied the belt while wondering: "So, you want to kill me even if you want to?"

The thin lips felt that the other party had a good understanding, and sneered: "Yes, the one who hinders me is my enemy, don't worry, after killing you, it will be your turn to save that person." ”

Feng Qinglang smiled bitterly: "But, over the years, have you ever thought that your father weishenme was only greedy for a little money, and was besieged by old guys who have cooperated for many years? That can only show that this is not a little money, and it is not a matter of one or two times, so it will attract public anger Also, they actually let you and your mother go, which also shows from another angle, they are not really bad people......

Bo Lip was angry, and he yelled at Feng Qinglang: "They are willing to let our mother and son leave, it must be my father's dead eyes on the dead tree, staring at them fiercely"

Feng Qinglang felt that this person was a little unreasonable, and he didn't argue, so he had to shrug his shoulders and say, "Okay, it's also possible."

As he said this, he examined his spiritual sea, made sure that the soul shackles had gradually disappeared, let go of one thought, and lowered his head to tie the laces of his boots.

Such indifference greatly stimulated the thin lips, and even his voice changed slightly: "It's rare for me to find someone to talk to once, I originally wanted to say something more, but now it seems that there is no need for this, you can beg for mercy now, you can repent." ”

Feng Qinglang smiled and said, "Should I repent?"

Thin lips said angrily: "You should repent for saving the one hundred and seventy-seventh, and repent for your wrong comments about my misfortune......

He felt that he couldn't bear it anymore, a bottle of test tube filled with pitch black liquid suddenly came to his hand, and smashed it at Feng Qinglang's neck, according to his experience, he believed that he could see the test tube burst immediately, and then the viscous venom would go down the pores and penetrate into the internal organs of this hateful guy, and then die in pain.

As for whether or not to deepen his pain, then maybe consider adding some cursed magic crest at that time, this guy is so hateful, he must not let him die easily.

It's a pity that everything in the imagination didn't happen, and the test tube was like hitting an invisible barrier, just rebounding back, still according to the original trajectory, without any difference.

Just as the thin lips almost instinctively wanted to take it again, the test tube burst in his hand, and in the blink of an eye, the venom had melted into his body, and his palm had turned blue-black......

He immediately wanted to take out the antidote, but found that his whole body seemed to be imprisoned by an invisible liliang, unable to move a bit, his thin lips were not ignorant people in the end, his eyes couldn't help but turn to Feng Qinglang in fear, and said in a trembling voice: "Empty... The law of space"

He suddenly realized that he seemed to have provoked a terrifying existence that must not be provoked.

It just so happened that Feng Qinglang had just fastened his shoelaces and raised his head, still as calm and calm as he saw when he first came in, and even his eyes only swept over him, so he turned around and continued to pack his clothes into the haode bag.

"Put... Let me go" The thin lips remembered those revenge objects who knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, if he could still move, he would definitely choose to kneel and beg for mercy now, this kind of heart-rending pain can be endured by abnormal people, and this pain will be infinitely aggravated with the passage of time.

At this time, Feng Qinglang was solemnly putting on a pair of glasses, and looked at the vanity mirror for a while before turning around again, what shocked the thin lips was that Feng Qinglang's disguise technique in front of him had already made him breathtaking, but now after wearing this pair of glasses, he has completely become another person, which is clearly just a harmless honest little fat man......

Thin lips knew that he could not be spared to see this scene, under that endless pain, he only felt that it was a pain to live, and he said in a trembling voice: "Give... I'm begging... Please."

Feng Qinglang looked around and felt that everything had been cleaned up, and finally nodded and said, "Okay." ”

A sharp edge crossed the throat of his thin lips, and he heard the sound of running water, just like the never-ending mountain spring at the edge of the village in his childhood, and like his mother's gentle smile, he could still hear it vaguely, she told herself not to think about revenge, but she hardened her heart, left her mother, and left her hometown to seek revenge......

He heard the voice of the man who was holding him back: "I'm sorry to keep your final number at one hundred and seventy-six, but it's not a good thing. ”

The sound faded away, and the whole shijie returned to pitch black silence.

Feng Qinglang jumped out of the window and didn't look back, in Shijie in the City of Innocence, there was an unknown corpse in the hotel, which was the most normal thing, and the innkeeper naturally had his own way to settle it.

Outside, in the city of innocence in the evening, it is the beginning of the lanterns, and the falling snow reflects the lanterns, and there is always an indescribable extravagant atmosphere.

Just walked through a long street, Feng Qinglang had already sent away the conversation of three professional women, and when he reached the corner of the street, he glanced twice at the bronze city diagram, and the landmark buildings were on it, he identified the location of the Flame Mercenary Association, and was about to move forward, but because of the act of looking at the schematic diagram, someone immediately stepped forward to talk: "Your Excellency, you are very angry, are you an outsider? Do you need a guide? I only need three silver coins, and I will send you for two days." ”

"Hehe, Your Excellency, I feel like a match as soon as I see you, I only need two silver coins, and I can help you find some special goods, which can be discounted"

"Dude, are you ruining the market?

Feng Qinglang didn't have the extra mind to take care of them, there are not a few black-hearted guides here, the so-called guide fee is always a starting price, and even bidding in front of you just makes you think that you have obtained the best price.

After dodging the harassment of several pickpockets and dodging two street scams, he finally entered the Flame Mercenary Association and got a message from Tang Xuan:

Innocence Opera, eight o'clock every night. All kinds of operas, wonderful praises. Until the end of the month.

This seems to be an advertisement's message, but Feng Qinglang understands the meaning, he looks at the wall clock, the time is just right, and he should be able to catch up with the opening.