[69 Book Bar-www.] Chapter 59: Make you regret being a handlebar

Feeling his unprecedented physical condition, Lin Feng's mouth unconsciously had a satisfied smile.

Although Lin Feng couldn't help but shudder when he remembered the inhuman torture he had just experienced and the extremely dangerous experience of being doomed, he couldn't help but shudder. However, compared to what he had gained, it was still worth it.

"Old man, thank you. If you hadn't been reminding you in time today, I'm afraid your life would have been over." Lin Feng thanked sincerely.

Over the past few days, although Lin Feng has been cursing and complaining about the old man, he has invisibly brought the distance between the two closer.

Some people say that Lin Feng has no distinction between elders, haha, maybe! But I don’t think so. The necessary respect for elders is necessary, but it’s necessary to speak up, hello, grandpa, should I bow my head and salute as soon as I meet?

Just as there is a kind of love called hidden in the heart, then respecting elders is not the same. Action is the foundation. Respect does not necessarily always be kept in your mouth, but is kept in your heart and reflected in your actions at all times.

Okay, it's a long way to go. To put it simply, Lin Feng has truly accepted this old man who has lived for a long time. The two can be regarded as a relationship of both teachers and friends.

The old man also showed a smile of even comfort on his face when he thanked Lin Feng Youxin. However, this does not mean that the two of them will not quarrel, fight against each other, and throw cold water on them.

Look, although the stubborn old man was happy, he said indifferently: "Hmph, old man save you, you don't want to save my own life, otherwise you would think."

After saying that, the old man continued, "But, you really want to thank the old man for my words. Hehe, just be polite to me in the future and be obedient. It's best to tell you to go east and don't go west."

"Go, old man, I'll give you some color, and I've really opened a dyeing room. Of course, I'm not a person who knows how to repay kindness. If you have anything to help in the future, just say, I'll help you as much as possible." The two of them started to speak again, saying everything, and no one would be willing to suffer any loss.

"Well, what's the smell? Why is it so smelly? Hey, old man shouldn't be you farting, right?" Lin Feng, who was chatting, suddenly sniffed, and a fishy smell came to his nose, so he subconsciously covered the black pot on the old man's head.

"Fuck, you kid is a false accusation. Do you understand? Be careful that the lightning strikes you, I don't know how to see myself!" Seeing Lin Feng covering the black pot on his head, the old man was willing to submit, and cursed in anger.

After listening to the old man's words, although Lin Feng was very upset, he still subconsciously looked at himself.

"Vomit..." It doesn't matter if you don't look at it. It's so shocking when you see it, and a feeling of nausea and vomiting comes.

"Oh my God, where did this shit come from? Which tortoise bastard did it? He was fooling him like this when he was careless for a moment!" Looking at his whole body, the strange "black shit" emitting a strong fishy smell on the bed, Lin Feng wailed.

Then, he turned over and got out of bed, and ran quickly into the bathroom.

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Time passed, and when Lin Feng opened his eyes in the early morning, it was already past ten o'clock in the morning. It can be said that this was the latest time Lin Feng had since childhood and the only time he had not exercised in the morning so far.

In fact, it is understandable that although Lin Feng can sleep for one or two hours every night by meditating quietly for one or two hours, Lin Feng consumed too much mental energy last night.

True qi can be replenished quickly, and pain and fatigue on the body can be quickly recovered. However, mental power cannot be achieved, especially when a cultivator consumes his mental power excessively, sleep is undoubtedly the most convenient way to restore mental power.

After washing up quickly, facing the mirror, Lin Feng ran towards Zhao Linger's dormitory after confirming that his image was OK.

Originally, Lin Feng didn't plan to ask Zhao Ling'er to accompany him to exchange gold, but who said that his strength suddenly increased last night? This master is so bold.

Although I don’t know if the middle-aged man will send someone stronger to deal with him, with the old guy from Dantian, as long as something is wrong, with his current strength, even if he can’t beat him, it’s still okay to take Zhao Linger and run away.

Besides, as long as he tries to avoid remote places, I believe they are not so bold as to kill people in the street.

"Auntie, can you help me call Zhao Ling'er from Class 3 and 2 of junior high school? I am his cousin. Now I have something to do with him." When I came downstairs of the girls' dormitory, Lin Feng begged to the aunt who was standing in front of me, trying his best to show the expression of being a good person.

"Really, classmate, you didn't lie to the aunt!" The aunt looked at Lin Feng suspiciously and asked uncertainly.

Seeing that the aunt's tone was loose, Lin Feng immediately said, "Yes, yes, aunt, I am indeed Zhao Ling'er's cousin, please help, aunt."

"Okay, I'll give you a summon, but if you say something about a lie later, don't blame the aunt for making you regret being the boss." The aunt put down the words that made Lin Feng feel cold and turned around and left.

Looking at the aunt's back, Lin Feng couldn't help but reach out to touch the dick on his lower body. After confirming that he was still there, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hey, why are all the women I have seen these two days so fierce?"

"Oh, Brother Feng, it's really Brother Feng, hehe, thank you Aunt Li." Soon, Zhao Ling'er, wearing a white dress, appeared in front of Lin Feng with such a tough aunt.

After the aunt looked at Lin Feng with a warning look a few times before she let Zhao Ling'er out, then turned around and left.

"Ling'er, let's go. Today, Brother Feng will take you to go shopping and buy something?" Lin Feng pulled up Zhao Ling'er's tenderness, then walked out of the school, and said to Zhao Ling'er beside him with a smile.

"Well," Zhao Ling'er nodded happily to agree, but then she remembered something and asked worriedly: "Then, Brother Feng, you are not important! Moreover, I heard from your class that that person will cause trouble for you yesterday, will this be...?"

"Haha, silly Ling'er, look, what's going on, is it all gone, there is no scar? Moreover, Brother Feng tells you that now, eight middle-aged men came yesterday, and you, Brother Feng, are not afraid." Seeing Zhao Ling'er's concern, Lin Feng said confidently with a smile.

"Hey, really, Brother Feng, your hands are really well, not even scars. It's so strange. Brother Feng, tell Ling'er, what's going on!" Seeing Lin Feng say it, Zhao Ling'er, who didn't believe it, grabbed Lin Feng's injured right hand and looked at it. But, as Lin Feng said, there was no trace of injury.

"I want to know, hehe, catch up with your brother Feng, and you will tell you." As he said that, Lin Feng ran forward with a smile.
Chapter completed!