Now Chen Feng was not affected in any way, which made the thin man feel a little uncomfortable.
"Don't worry." The fat woman stopped his movement and thought of a possibility.
"Are other families threatening you? We can double whatever conditions they propose."
The fat woman only thought of these two possibilities, otherwise Chen Feng had no reason to refuse, unless he was really impatient.
"Don't be afraid of what those families say. As long as you tell us what you want, no one can take your life away!"
Regarding the words of the fat woman, Chen Feng only found it funny.
"Who sent you here?"
"You will know after you come with us."
"Really?" Chen Feng smiled coldly. Once he went with them, death would be waiting for him.
"Since you don't want to say it, don't blame me for being rude."
Chen Feng didn't want to attack them, but he couldn't stand it and some people rushed to die.
"What do you mean?" The fat woman sensed a hint of danger and felt that there was something they had overlooked.
The thin man, on the other hand, looked unconcerned: "What nonsense are you talking to him about? Just take him back and hand him over to the young master!"
As he spoke, the thin man's palms faced each other, his fingers formed into claws, and the mist surging in the air rushed towards him.
In a few breaths, a smoky black ball gathered in his hand, and the ball was directly thrown towards Chen Feng.
"Don't let him die." The fat woman stood aside without any intention of taking action. In her opinion, catching the thin man Chen Feng was enough.
Because of the fat woman's words, the black mist changed shape in the air and rushed toward Chen Feng's hands and feet.
Chen Feng punched and the mist was blown away, but it returned to its original state in the next second, imprisoning his hands and feet.
Chen Feng struggled hard, but the mist trapped him tighter.
"It's interesting."
Most of this mist is used to hide the figure, block sight, or is mixed with toxins.
It's rare to see someone use it like this thin man, who can change into various shapes and imprison people.
Looking at the trapped Chen Feng, the fat woman's right eyelid kept twitching.
Looking at the thin man walking past, I couldn't help but shout with some palpitations: "Be careful!"
Unfortunately, it was a step too late after all.
Chen Feng mobilized the spiritual energy in his body and broke free from the shackles of the mist. The unsuspecting thin man was lifted up by his neck.
"You..." The thin man struggled, his eyes full of surprise: "How can you be okay?"
It is impossible for anyone to break free from his mist, even if he is two realms higher than him, it is impossible for him to break free so quickly.
"Your cultivation..."
Before the thin man finished speaking, he felt his neck loosen, and then a huge pressure hit him. He lay on the ground uncontrollably, unable to even raise his head.
Then I felt a pain in my neck and my whole body fell into darkness.
The Wrath of Thousand Buddhas consumes too much spiritual energy, and it is not worth it for thin men.
If he was not controlled by the Wrath of Thousand Buddhas, Chen Feng was afraid that the man would take the opportunity to attack him, so he simply knocked him unconscious.
All this happened in the blink of an eye. When the fat woman reacted, Chen Feng's hand was already in front of her.
The next second, the fat woman was like an inflated balloon. Her already round figure swelled a bit more. When Chen Feng's hand touched it, it was as if it was slapped on the balloon, and it was directly thrown away.
"Let him go, or don't blame me for being rude."
Listening to the fat woman's words, Chen Feng couldn't help but want to laugh. Did they come from the same training base?