Feng Chenglin Xin said that this is not a disease?

Get three identical carriages!

Curious, he couldn't help but glance at him.

Who knew that his actions also attracted the attention of the two stintsmen in front.

After looking at each other, the two looked at each other and looked at Feng Chenglin together.

Feng Chenglin raised his eyebrows disregardlessly, and Yun calmly walked past them.

"stop!!"

Feng Chenglin kept walking and continued.

"I'll let you stop!!"

A shout suddenly came from behind him.

Ling Luo raised his head with his eyes and signaled Feng Chenglin to stop.

Feng Chenglin rolled his eyes unwillingly, stood still, turned around, and was a little confused: "This master... are you calling me?"

"What are you running?" The trooper on the left, carrying a long black whistle stick on his back, shouting with a black face.

"Master, have you misunderstood?" Feng Chenglin pointed to the dining table in a daze: "I'm hungry and I'm in a hurry to come over for dinner, and I don't want to run away..."

"You still dare to argue?"

Feng Chenglin also became angry in an instant: "Do you have something wrong with it? I said I was coming to eat noodles... Besides, I will just run away. Does it have anything to do with you?"

He aimed at the three carriages, very disdainful.

"Don't think that I'll be interested in setting up a suspicion array! I tell you, I don't like your tricks that are so obvious..."

"you……"

Feng Chenglin's words seemed to have hit the pain point of the bodyguard.

He suddenly let out a low roar, pulled out the whistle stick on his back, and pointed at Feng Chenglin with a "huh".

"Boy, I think you want to rob and seek death!"

Feng Chenglin laughed furiously: "I'm looking for death?? You boy is suffering from persecution paranoia? It's all the bad guy who wants to kill you..."

The stadiumer was stunned: "..."

What disease?

Why haven't you heard of it?

However, the dog cannot spit out ivory in his mouth, so he must be scolding him!!

"I kill you!!"

The whistle rod whistled, and he flew up.

But half of his body was suppressed by another person.

"Third brother, don't be reckless!

"Second brother..."

"Shut up!"

“…”

Ling Luoyu looked at him playfully, smiled and waved: "Fatty, come and sit down!"

Feng Chenglin snorted in disappointment, walked to the table and sat down, staring at the two of them: "San Young Master, why don't you let me do it? Such a person deserves a beating!"

"With that mustache here, how can I fight?"

At this time, the corps officer, who was called the beard by Ling Luoyu, had already dismounted and walked towards the front stall.

"He?" Feng Chenglin curled his lips and said disdainful: "I'm not afraid of them joining together..."

"It's not about whether you are afraid of it or not, but about whether others will fight!"

Ling Luoyu chuckled and lowered his eyes, took a sip of tea.

"When you just started arguing, he watched the fire from the other side of the river and observed your reaction. My reaction, when I saw that we were not afraid of him and were not afraid of him, I immediately realized that we might be hard bones and would not be easy to chew, so I drank my subordinates in time... Such people, who are first-class in observing words and expressions, can bend and stretch, how could they make enemies with us because of one breath!?"

Otherwise, how could he stop him when his third brother was about to take action?

Logically speaking, it is the one who should have spoken long ago!!

"This bird man..." Feng Chenglin couldn't help but curse.

He thought that this mustache was well-educated, so he drank his subordinates.

Unexpectedly, it was a more sinister one!
Chapter completed!