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Prologue

On a certain car.

A guy in his twenties with a scar on his face, a ferocious look on his face, yellow teeth, and bad breath, while playing with a blade, looked at Lin Feng extremely arrogantly, and said with a cold smile: "

Boy, I'm borrowing, not stealing, what's wrong? Isn't it borrowed? It's not borrowed from you. Why are you yelling? Are you pretending to be a big-tailed wolf? Do you think that if you yell like this, that girl will be grateful?

Are you attracted to you? Damn you!! You are just a toad, save it, you still want to do something brave? You don’t care how much you weigh, are you stupid in studying? "

Lin Feng was furious. He clenched his fists and was about to rush forward, but his partner next to him held his shoulders down.

The scar suddenly straightened his neck like a big rooster: "What's going on? You still want to beat me? Unless you don't want to come out and hang out in the future. Even if you are not afraid, aren't your family, your relatives and friends afraid? Go back and think more.

Think about it, kid." As he said that, he lightly slapped Lin Feng's face with his palm, with a look of contempt that was extremely irritating.

Then, the scarred face turned around, scanned the people around him, and snorted coldly: "What, what are you looking at? Have you never seen it? And, little girl, don't think that you dare not move because you are a female friend.

, believe it or not, I will leave a mark on your face with a knife? Humph..."

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Next to a food stall.

There was a scream, and a girl had a look of panic on her face, but she was surrounded by a group of people dressed in a shabby way. One of them was biting a cigarette butt, and his hand was full of rings, and he was mouthing: "Little girl,

It's quite interesting, tsk tsk, let me touch it a few more times, brother, if it feels good, I won't have to pay the protection fee for your little stall."

Lin Feng was eating wontons. When he saw it, he couldn't help but snorted coldly: "Scum!!"

The companion next to him was so frightened that he quickly suppressed him: "Eat quickly and don't talk nonsense."

The group of angry people turned their heads and glanced coldly: "Who? Who was making a sound just now? Who was talking? Ah?!"

At a glance, everyone lowered their head to eat, and no one dared to say a word.

After all, those idle people are lawless people. If you anger them, they will go to your house every day to smash the glass window and pry open the door, which will be troublesome.

No one could be seen who made the noise. The man who was chewing a cigarette butt and wearing a ring spat: "Bah, a bunch of pustules. Fortunately, I am in a good mood today, otherwise... humph, I want all of you to look good."

After a pause, he added: "However, you are right, I am a scumbag, I am a scumbag, so what? So what? I just like to be a scumbag, and you guys are making me swell."

As he said that, he stretched out his wolf claws and squeezed hard, and suddenly a girl screamed...

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night.

Lin Feng was furious, sitting next to his computer, thinking about what happened during the day, hating himself for being incompetent, hating that he was so brave that he didn't dare to act rashly or stand up.

"Damn it, it would be great if I could rush up and beat those people up!!"

Unfortunately, this is just a thought.

He knew that he couldn't and didn't dare. His companion said: "If everyone saw this kind of thing and rushed forward regardless of the consequences, wouldn't the world be in chaos?"

He sneered. If he hadn't been worried about the revenge of those villains, if he hadn't had relatives and friends, if he hadn't... Huh!!

Hate it!!

The more Lin Feng thought about it, the angrier he became.

He glanced at the screen on the computer and thought to himself: "It would be great if I could be like the protagonists in the books, where the warriors were so angry that their blood splattered three feet. It's a pity..."

Then, he thought: "However, courage alone is not enough. If there is also strong strength, then the courage in the heart will be meaningful."

Thinking about it, I turned off the time-travel novel on the computer screen, and then played a computer stand-alone game with Zhao Yun as the protagonist.

Zilong is full of courage.

"It would be great if I had the strength of Zhao Yun in the computer..."

This is what Lin Feng has in mind.

Then, in the middle of the night, while he was playing a game, a blazing light flashed from the sky, and amidst the crashing sound, a strong wind//storm came.

Lin Feng only felt his computer screen suddenly brighten up. He felt like he was struck by lightning, his whole body was numb with severe pain, and then he fainted and fell unconscious.

In a trance, in a daze, a heroic singing voice echoed in my mind:

Zhao Keman and Hu Ying, Wu Gou's frost and snow are bright. The silver saddle shines on the white horse, rustling like a shooting star.

Kill one person in ten steps, and leave no trace for a thousand miles. When it's done, he brushes off his clothes and hides his body and name.

When I was leisurely passing through the Xinling Mausoleum to drink, I took off my sword and stood in front of my knees. I was about to eat Zhuhai, and I held my wine glass to persuade the marquis to win.

After three cups of Turanuo, the five mountains are lighter. After the eyes are dizzy and the ears are hot, the spirit and spirit are clear.

He wielded the golden hammer to save Zhao, and Handan was shocked first. The two heroes of Qianqiu made Daliang City famous.

Even if the bones of a dead hero are fragrant, I will not be ashamed of the world's heroes. Who can write your Excellency, Baishou Taixuan Sutra...


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