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Chapter 8 Mystery Book

The Qihuo Town Hall is located in the center of Qihuo Town, and is adjacent to the Qihuo Wu Hall and Tianwu Chamber of Commerce.

Here, it is equivalent to the heart of Qihuo Town, including identity registration, house purchase, land transfer and other matters. On the same day, Lin Feng moved into Qihuo Town, and Captain Luo Yi bought a separate house here, but Lin Feng himself went all out.

"President Meng, I wonder which senior this buyer is?" Lin Jianlong asked carefully.

"You'll know if you're waiting." Meng Fei sorted out his demeanor and replied calmly.

"Oh, oh." Lin Jianlong Lian responded, not daring to be negligent. Even Meng Fei was so generous. It is conceivable that the person who came here must be extraordinary. Now he lost his position as a deacon in the martial arts hall, and his status plummeted. It can be said that he has been in Hedong for thirty years and Hexi for thirty years.

"I will definitely curry favor with that senior later." Lin Jianglong thought to himself, "Those who can take out 1,750-day martial arts coins at will are definitely not ordinary martial arts masters."

He often lingers in the wilderness, and Lin Jianglong knows clearly how difficult it is to make money at a junior high martial artist!

"Here, here!" Meng Fei smiled for a moment, Lin Jianlong tidied up his clothes in panic, and even looked along Meng Fei's gaze-

Not far away, a young man in martial uniform walked slowly.

"Lin, Lin Feng?!" Lin Jianglong was stunned in an instant.

From afar, Lin Feng had already seen Meng Fei and...

That familiar face.

Once upon a time, in my heart, the patriarch Lin Jianlong was like a mountain that could not see the top, which made him admire and respect.

My goal is to one day become a strong man like the patriarch!

But now...

"What a pity." Lin Feng sighed lightly. To be honest, he had no hatred for Lin Jianlong. But because of Lin Nanhu, he forced him to become an opponent of Lin Jianlong. In the battle of Qihuo Martial Arts, Lin Feng knew clearly that he and Lin Jianlong had no room for relief!

Since that's the case, why do you need to use your hot face to put on your cold butt?

"President Meng." Lin Feng smiled and greeted him. At this time, many people were gathered around him. They all asked curiously what the "youth" in front of him came from. It was actually Meng Fei, one of the three giants in Qihuo Town, who could welcome him...

"No, no!" Lin Jianlong looked horrified, shook his head and looked at Meng Fei, "President Meng, will the buyer be..."

Meng Fei smiled casually and patted Lin Jianlong on the shoulder, "Jianglong, come on, Lin Feng, you know him, he is the one who bought Linjia Village."

Lin Jianlong's head was 'booming' and immediately gritted his teeth and said, "President Meng, who can I sell it? But Lin Feng, I will never sell it to him!" People are alive, for the sake of a face and for a breath, Lin Feng killed his son, causing him to lose his position as a deacon. Now-

Still want to buy his Linjia Village?

There is no door!

Lin Feng smiled indifferently. He had long guessed that Lin Jianlong would not sell Linjia Village to him.

It's indeed furious...

But putting yourself in your shoes, you won’t be able to do it either!

"Surrendering the Dragon." Meng Fei's brows sank, "How can you talk back on your word and not trustworthy? It was the one you said you wanted to sell Linjia Village, so I built the thread for you. Now you say you do one set and make another one, and make the price of the land, so where can I put my face in Meng Fei?"

The voice was loud and loud, which made Lin Jianlong's face turn red, and he kept saying, "No, it's not like this, President Meng, I'm not raising the price, you misunderstood!"

"I don't care about any misunderstandings." Meng Fei snorted coldly, and immediately took out the 'buying and sale contract' and Yang Yang, "You have to sell it today, if you don't sell it... you have to sell it too! Unless you immediately compensate the Lin Feng brothers 17,500 days of martial arts coins."

Lin Jianlong was speechless. If he had money, what would he do to sell Linjia Village?

Seeing Lin Jianlong eating coptis chinensis and unable to say anything about his suffering, Lin Feng couldn't help but smile indifferently.

Looking at Meng Fei, he immediately saw two small eyes blinking at him, and Lin Feng couldn't help but nod.

Meng Fei does have a few brushes!

"Let's go, Jianglong, actually... who are you selling? Brother Lin Feng doesn't rely on you for a copper coin." Meng Fei patted Lin Jianglong and sighed: "I'm not thinking about this matter. Let's do this, I won't charge you for this agency fee."

Lin Jianlong gritted his teeth and glanced at Lin Feng. With a strong hatred, he snorted angrily and had to follow Meng Fei in.

He has no choice but to refuse!

Lin Feng followed indifferently, not caring about Lin Jianlong's gaze at him.

That day, I could almost beat him in Qihuowu Hall.

Today, how could the high-level warrior himself be afraid of him?

...

After passing the identity registration office on the first floor, the three of them soon entered the room on the second floor.

Lin Feng really didn't know how to handle the procedures, but with Meng Fei there, he didn't need to worry about these. After a while, Meng Fei got through the various procedures. He just pressed a few handprints and filled in some identity information. After half a quarter of an hour, he was completely finished.

Looking at Lin Jianlong's extremely angry and hatred face, Lin Feng thought to himself that it was okay.

If it weren't for Meng Fei's help, it would probably be not that simple to complete the matter that my father explained.

Lin Jianlong’s hatred for himself was far greater than he thought!

"You are so good! Lin Feng." After the handover, Lin Jianglong gave Lin Feng a thumbs up, nodded his head coldly, and suppressed his anger. He let out a heavy breath. Lin Jianglong seemed to be depressed and bowed to Meng Feiwei, "Goodbye, President Meng."

"Yes." Meng Fei responded calmly.

Looking at Lin Jianlong's angry back when he left, Lin Feng looked at Meng Fei, and the two couldn't help but smile.

"Thank you, President Meng." Lin Feng took out a silver card from his arms and handed it to Meng Fei. "This is 2,000-day martial arts coins. If you have extra, just think of me as a little bit."

"This... is so polite, Brother Lin." Meng Fei was flattered and half-pushed and accepted the silver card. A friendly smile appeared on his fat face. "Actually, this is just a trivial matter. What Meng is happiest about is that he can make friends with Brother Lin."

Lin Feng nodded, naturally he would not take what Meng Fei said too seriously.

However... in a sense, it is okay to have more ‘friends’.

Holding a gold token symbolizing the 'master' of Linjia Village in his hand, Lin Feng's face showed a satisfied smile.





"Bastard!!" Lin Jianlong cursed with anger after walking out of the Qihuo Town Hall.

Although she was confused by Meng Fei's series of words at the beginning, after she came out, she calmed down and thought about it carefully, and Lin Jianlong immediately woke up.

I was just being fooled!

After all, Lin Jianlong is also the leader of the clan. He has been in the position of deacon of Qihuo Martial Arts Hall for more than ten years and has a very rich experience.

However……

Even though I know it, I can't do it.

Could it be that I really compensate Lin Feng ten times the price for one breath?

"Let's be proud first, Lin Feng." Lin Jianlong's eyes were bright. Compared to Lin Nanhu's impatient and radical, Lin Jianlong was more like a hidden poisonous snake. When the prey relaxed its defense, he would launch a fatal attack!

"My strength is already on the verge of the junior high martial artist." Lin Jianlong's eyes sparkled, revealing a cold light.

"With this money and the accumulated money over the years, I will be able to join the four-star hunter team. At that time..." Lin Jianlong clenched his fists and showed all his murderous intentions, "Lin Feng, I want you to return ten times the hatred of killing your son!"

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Xiaoyang City, independent villa area.

After returning from Qihuo Town, Lin Feng immediately rushed home and told his father the good news.

Although it took 2,000 days of martial arts coins, for me now, this is just a drop in the bucket.

"Knock, knock." Lin Feng knocked on the door gently.

"Come in." The voice of his father'Lin Xiaotian' rang.

When he opened the door, Lin Feng immediately saw his father "Lin Xiaotian". He was wearing a blanket in front of him, sitting on a rattan chair, quietly looking through a book. His expression was still plain, but in Lin Feng's eyes, there seemed to be something more...

Yes, it feels different!

My father once gave me a feeling of depression and boring.

But now, it seems like a layer of cloth that had been covering up.

"Maybe... this is the real father." Lin Feng murmured in his heart.

Bang.

After gently closing the booklet, Lin Xiaotian looked at Lin Feng with dark pupils, "Is the matter done?"

"Yes, dad." Lin Feng walked forward and placed the gold token symbolizing the 'master' of Linjia Village on the table. He glanced at the book his father placed on the table, and couldn't help but let out a light "huh". The inconspicuous gray-black look very old, but for some reason, Lin Feng felt...

But it is very mysterious.

Father, never read books.

"Like it?" Lin Xiaotian said calmly.

Lin Feng smiled, scratched his head but didn't know what to say.

"Take it." Lin Xiaotian looked calm.

Lin Feng was stunned for a moment, and then carefully took the gray-black book.

Very light, very thin, and seems to have no weight.

"Remember, Feng'er can only look at the first three pages." Lin Xiaotian's eyes flashed, and in an instant-

Lin Feng looked at his father's eyes and suddenly seemed to see a dark world... His body seemed to be uncontrollable, and cold sweat oozed out of his forehead. He nodded and responded: "Yes, dad."

"Go out." Lin Xiaotian closed his eyes.

In an instant, Lin Feng let out a long sigh, and the pressure on his body was empty. He held this book as light as a feather, but he felt a huge weight. He immediately smiled bitterly, "Next time... I can't look at my father's eyes again. This feeling is really terrible."

Shaking his head, Lin Feng gently pushed the door and left.

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