"No!"

Zhao Sheng suddenly understood what Feng Chenglin wanted to do, and yelled and pushed him away-

This guy wants to send himself to the underworld!

"Mr. Feng, Mr. Ling, you can't do this... you can't kill the donkey! I..."

"What donkey should you kill? Are you a donkey?" Feng Chenglin moved his hands and feet unhappily: "The donkey has been pulled twice, are you doing anything? It's just to fool us with something we know. For details, I don't say anything..."

He acted and wanted to take action again, but Zhao Sheng quickly stepped back two tables and knocked the table and chairs to the ground, attracting unpopular attention.

"What's going on?"

"It seems like a fight!"

"Who is this?"

"Do you want to report to the official?"

“…”

The town is not big, and the people who come here are the village names of the town.

They rarely saw such a bustle, and soon they surrounded the door and windows.

When the old shopkeeper heard the movement, he rushed out of the kitchen with his hands. When he saw the tables and chairs that were falling to the ground, he felt very distressed.

"You...what are you doing? I'm a small business and it's not easy to run... Why are you still fighting?"

"Fatty!" Ling Luoyu winked at Feng Chenglin.

The latter understood and waved his hand at the door: "The old man said it well. It's not easy for him to buy this little property... Hello, I two, let's go out to discuss and don't ruin other people's things!"

Zhao Sheng was beaten to death and didn't even go out: "You...if you have anything to say, I...I can't go out!"

Not to mention it, will he kill him after he comes out?

Even if he rushed to the people on the Puppet Mountain, he couldn't go out—

Last night, the movement on Puppet Mountain was so big that the people above must go down the mountain to inquire about the situation, or return to the divine palace to report to the divine Lord.

Although this place is north of Puppet Mountain, few people usually go down from this direction.

But if he encounters the unlucky person like this, he will have to spend his whole life under the pursuit of the Lord of God.

"You're not going out?" Feng Chenglin held back the fire: "San Young Master, can I do it first, can we compensate you? I've been holding this guy for a long time..."

"Do you bear it?" Ling Luoyu rolled his eyes: "Fatty, is it that I was wrong, or did you make a mistake? What I always meant is that this person is useless, keeping it with you is just a burden! You insist on keeping him, how are you doing now? Is it true that I said right?"

Feng Chenglin seemed to be slapped in the face, and his face turned dark, pointing at Zhao Sheng with a grudge: "You, get over before I beat you to death..."

Zhao Sheng: "...no...no..."

What a scam!

Looking at that look, he could shoot him in the head with one punch, so he would not have the intention to kill him.

"You're not here, right?" Feng Chenglin suddenly shook his hand and threw his money bag on the table: "I'm going to do it. Even if I put on the coffin book today, I'll take you away..."

The fist wind roared, and the beast-shaped power suddenly rose.

Before the punch was released, endless momentum suddenly burst out from Feng Chenglin.

Not to mention Zhao Sheng, even Ling Luoyu, who was beside him, pointed to the ground with his toes and slid out to the back, avoiding Feng Chenglin's aura.

Out of the corner of her eyes, she saw the old shopkeeper who was as stable as Mount Tai.

He still looked so frightened, looking at Feng Chenglin with distress and helplessness, without realizing the difference between him and the villagers in the surrounding towns and villages-
Chapter completed!