"President Zhao, there is an old lady next to Yikun, have you seen her?"
"Old lady? What is it like?"
Xiao Feng described it in detail, and Zhao Dongjiang suddenly realized: "Oh! That must be the ghost guy. I heard that he always disguises himself as an old lady."
"This guy is a strange person. He has been famous in Jiangcheng for many years, but no one has seen his true face."
Ghost guy?
Xiao Feng narrowed his eyes. This man is really not simple. It is indeed not easy to kill him.
At dawn, Xiao Feng returned to the Han family.
As soon as I entered the yard, I saw Li Guizhi watering the flowers.
The sun is really rising from the west, and Han Dongping is usually the one watering the flowers.
"stop!"
Xiao Feng didn't want to pay attention to her, but he was stopped just as he was about to enter the room.
"Is something wrong?"
"Are your wings really hard? You don't even call me mom when you see me."
Li Guizhi looked weird, Xiao Feng smiled: "Mom, are you okay?"
"Did you know that Xiaowei is hospitalized?"
"have no idea!"
"Are you still pretending?"
Li Guizhi glared: "Xiaowei told me yesterday that because of you, he was beaten at the Chamber of Commerce dinner, and you must compensate."
Xiao Feng smiled. He should be the first one to be blackmailed by his adoptive mother.
"How much compensation?"
"Medical expenses, lost work expenses, mental damages, etc., at least five million."
Li Guizhi held out five fingers in a shameless manner, and even licked her face and said it was the price of family affection.
"No five million, do you want five hundred?"
Xiao Feng took out his wallet, counted some tickets and handed them to her.
"You brat, are you kidding me?"
"Heizi, bite him."
"Woof woof woof..."
Suddenly, a large black-backed wolfdog jumped out of the cabin and rushed towards Xiao Feng.
Just as Li Guizhi was gloating about his misfortune, the wolf-dog suddenly stopped, purred, and backed away with its tail between its legs.
The smell of blood on Xiao Feng's body made the dog feel danger, and it didn't dare to approach him at all.
"This damn dog, come on, bite him."
No matter how hard Li Guizhi pulled, the dog wouldn't move and was frightened to the point where it even pooped and urinated.
She had just bought this for a nursing home. She originally wanted to test the waters with Xiao Feng, but things went wrong at the critical moment.
"You don't do anything that has anything to do with people."
Xiao Feng shook his head: "Mom, I advise you to be a human being, otherwise Xiaowei will lose his eyes sooner or later."
"You bastard, what did you say?"
Leaving the roaring Li Guizhi behind, he turned around and went upstairs to sleep.
At 11:30 noon, as soon as Xiao Feng opened his eyes, Leng Mufeng's call came in.
"Mr. Xiao, our president wants to see you."
"Okay, where is it?"
Is it a blessing or a curse, Xiao Feng knew that the other party would come looking for him.
"Come to the Zhenjiang Martial Arts Association headquarters..."
Leng Mufeng gave him the address and finally reminded him: "You should be mentally prepared. Lu Tianlei and Lu Yanjiao are both dead."
"What? Dead?" Xiao Feng was shocked.
"Let's talk about it when we meet."
After hanging up the phone, Xiao Feng simply tidied up, took a taxi and headed to the martial arts club.
Forty minutes later, Xiao Feng arrived at the Zhenjiang Martial Arts Association headquarters.
These are several row buildings located in the old city development area.
There were two people guarding the gate. He waited for about ten minutes before Leng Mufeng and Yang Liuqing walked out one after the other.
The three of them greeted each other, and Xiao Feng followed them in.
"Xiao Feng, aren't you scared?" Yang Liuqing suddenly asked him.
"What are you afraid of?"
Xiao Feng looked relaxed: "I didn't kill Lu Tianlei and Lu Yanjiao, I have a clear conscience."
"But you are the most suspect. What's more, Shen Longjiu and Lu Tiehong were both killed by your own hands. You are now a public enemy of the Martial Arts Association."
"I killed them both just to protect myself."
Xiao Feng prepared for the worst, and in the worst case, he would fight to the end.
Yang Liuqing shook her head: "You are too reckless."
This is digging a hole for herself to bury herself alive. She has seen too many talented young warriors.
In the end, they all paid a heavy price for their arrogance, and either their martial arts skills were abolished or they died in hell.
After passing the first building, there is a large martial arts training ground behind it.
There are wooden dummies, iron man formations, weapons fields, and other martial arts training equipment.
At this time, there were hundreds of martial arts disciples practicing boxing, using wooden stakes wrapped with ropes.
Each move is quite precise, but the movements are a bit stiff. At first glance, it seems that he has just started practicing martial arts.
"stop!"
Suddenly someone shouted, it was the young man standing at the front.
He was wearing a hurdle vest, a body full of tendons, and his eyes were as sharp as an eagle.
He looked around and shouted: "They are all trash. I have said it several times. The punch must be powerful and fast and hard enough."
"It's all taken care of for me."
He walked up to the wooden stake, made a lucky move, and punched out fiercely.
'boom!'
The thick wooden pile was shaking violently, and the ropes tied to it were broken.
'Wow...'
Suddenly there was thunderous applause, and the young man looked proud.
He deliberately showed it to Leng Mufeng and Yang Liuqing, and even curled his lips and glanced at them.
"Who is this person?"
Xiao Feng asked casually.
"Yan Nan!"
"The chief disciple of Lei Hall is Lu Yanjiao's senior brother. He is very arrogant."
Yang Liuqing replied softly.
"Hey, it's Hall Master Leng."
Yan Nan walked forward with a smile, cupped his hands and said, "I'm sorry, I made a fool of myself in front of you just now, please forgive me."
Leng Mufeng smiled slightly: "How could it be possible? Yan Nan's martial arts has improved again. It seems that you are the number one among the younger generation in the martial arts association."
"Don't dare!"
Yan Nan waved his hand and looked at Yang Liuqing.
"Junior sister Liu Qing, how was that punch I just made? Can it penetrate your eyes?"
"Oh, it's just so-so."
Yang Liuqing said flatly: "This wooden stake can't fight back, so what's the use of hitting it beautifully?"
"Don't forget, we are facing people who can move."
'brush!'
By chance, a leaf floated over. She drew her sword and swung it, splitting the leaf into two on the spot. Her movements were smooth and smooth.
"Good swordsmanship!"
Yan Nan's eyelids twitched and he smiled ferociously: "I have long heard that Junior Sister Liu Qing has excellent swordsmanship. Today, I happened to be in front of all the disciples and asked Junior Sister for some pointers."
It's just a pointer, but it's just a competition. Yang Liuqing is Fengtang's signature.
"Sorry, I have something else to do."
When the three of them were about to leave, Yan Nan suddenly shouted: "Junior brothers and sisters, please welcome our senior sister Feng Tang, Yang Liuqing, for your guidance and teaching."
The audience burst into thunderous applause, and Yang Liuqing was riding a tiger.
"Yan Nan, what do you mean? I told you that something was wrong with me."
"If something happens, it's not too late, right? Or...don't you, Yang Liuqing, dare to do it?"
Yan Nan smiled provocatively and bowed slightly: "Master Leng, you won't blame the students, right?"
Naturally, Leng Mufeng would not argue with him, his status was there.
He smiled and nodded: "Okay, Liu Qing, then just accompany Yan Nan through two moves, and that's it."
"It's the hall master!"
The two immediately arrived at the competition ground, and all the disciples in Lei Hall seemed very excited.
Yang Liuqing picked a wooden sword, raised his hand, and pointed the sword at the opponent.
"Yan Nan, please."
Yan Nan took two short sticks and swung them twice to get into a stance.
"Yang Liuqing, everyone says that your shooting star swordsmanship is superb. I will come to meet you today."
As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed over with a short stick in hand, jumped up and slammed it down.