"I'm afraid of you..."

Feng Chenglin roared and walked towards the old shopkeeper with big strides.

The old shopkeeper seemed to be waiting for Feng Chenglin to take action. Without saying a word, the dagger in his hand slashed through a fierce sharp edge, killing Xiang Feng Chenglin's chest.

"Fuck..." Feng Chenglin's pupils suddenly shrank.

This old man is a killer move when he gets started!

It's completely resentment against the enemy who destroyed the family!

He raised his fist and he was unceremonious in the form of beasts.

"Stop!" Ling Luoyu bowed down and suddenly raised his hand, and with soft power, he easily cut off the two of them.

The steps staggered, and the two of them took two steps at the same time and stood still.

"Old man, what's wrong with you? Are you a little... too irritable?" Ling Luoyu looked slightly sideways and looked at the old shopkeeper with a smile.

The old shopkeeper held a dagger in his hand, as if he was a little confused: "I..."

He shook his head suddenly, and just woke up from his dream, and looked down at the dagger in his hand.

With a "slam" sound, the dagger landed.

‘I…what’s wrong with me?”

Feng Chenglin rolled up his sleeves angrily: "What's wrong? What's wrong you said..."

He spat fiercely, and his eyes were striking at the dagger.

"You want this thing to kill me! Why? Now you pretend to be confused and pretend not to know what happened?"

"I……"

"Don't tell me, you didn't know what happened just now, and you did something you didn't know..."

"I..." The old shopkeeper wanted to explain something to himself, but he seemed to feel a little futile and didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Fatty!" Ling Luoyu suppressed Feng Chenglin and walked towards the old shopkeeper: "Old man, do you... feel uncomfortable in your body?"

"Don't feel comfortable?" The old display cabinet suddenly looked up, looked at Feng Chenglin blankly, and then shook his head: "No... nothing? What's wrong?"

Judging from this, it seems that what he is doing now has something to do with his body.

"Mr. Ling, what do you mean? I...has something happened to my body?"

He looked panicked, as if he was a little at a loss.

"It's okay, I just saw your sudden change in temperament, and it seemed a little violent...so I doubted whether something happened to you! Otherwise... how could you be so angry?"

"Yes...yes..." The old shopkeeper also realized that something was wrong: "I...what is wrong with me?"

His eyes flashed and he looked at Feng Chenglin with a strange color.

"Mr. Feng, I...I was really..."

"Stop it!" Feng Chenglin raised his hand violently, raised his foot and picked up the dagger on the ground, and held it in his hand: "The function of the dagger I gave you is for self-defense, not for you to kill me..."

The old shopkeeper's face instantly turned blue and purple: "I... I really didn't know why I was like that just now! It seemed... it suddenly felt hot and my mind was surging, and my blood was surging, as if I wanted to spit out a breath of anger from my heart...

…It happened to be that time…”

He lowered his head in a timely and embarrassed manner, and his voice was almost whispering.

"At that time, you said something like that, I...I don't know what's wrong, I can't stand it... I started!"

Ling Luoyu frowned slightly: "So, when you take action, you are not completely unconscious, and you are dominated by other thoughts?"

The old shopkeeper suddenly raised his hand: "I... I was conscious at that time, but I don't know what happened... I just want to... think about..."
Chapter completed!