Chapter 1914

Due to the air flow and pressure, Zhang Feng's voice was a little hoarse. Fortunately, the three heard it and stretched out their hands one after another, so they hugged each other.

The descent speed was faster and faster, and they only felt bursts of cold wind across their faces like a knife.

In their bursts of exclamation, they were getting closer and closer to the ground.

At the moment, they all close their eyes and dare not look directly below, not because they dare not look, but because the wind resistance is too large to open their eyes at all.

Finally, a bang came, and the pain spread all over the body.

Zhang Feng slowly opened his eyes, rubbed them, glanced around, as if he had landed, but why didn't he hurt at all?

He looked down in doubt. Chumo and Chumo stretched out their tongues and grinned their heads to one side, as if they had fainted.

"Ah..."

Zhang Feng exclaimed, jumped down from the three and stood on the ground. Only then did he find that the three were in the shape of an overlapping arhat. The unlucky Du hook was at the bottom, the eldest sun rushed in the middle and Chumo was above.

Not only that, the images of these three guys have also changed. Their faces used to be white, but now they are black and blue, and their clothes have been hissed all over!.

The good thing is that there are some grass crenels under these guys. With these grass crenels, these guys shouldn't die?

But it's not safe. It might fall from such a high sky

He couldn't stand any longer. He hurried forward and shook fiercely: "iron ox, big cake, insects, you don't want to die. Don't die."

With that, he seemed to think of something, and quickly stretched out his hand to explore the nostrils of the three people.

Well, there's a little breath, which means that people are not dead yet.

However, how can this nasal breath be long and short?

You're not going to die, are you?

As soon as his face changed, he roared and shook: "iron bull, don't die. If you die, your dead ghost father won't let me go. There are big cakes. Although you are stupid, I can teach you. Don't die, and insects. Didn't you say you wanted to take me to the kiln? Don't die?"

I don't know whether Zhang Feng's roar had an effect, or whether the three guys were really lucky and really reacted.

Cheng Chumo opened his eyes first. He frowned as if he felt something was wrong. His right hand subconsciously fell on his waist and cried painfully, "my waist..."

As soon as the voice fell, Chang sun Chong also woke up. His veins burst on his forehead. He was out of breath. He trembled and said, "is that... An asshole pressing me?"

Hearing this, Cheng looked down at him with a subliminal mind. Instead, he happened to be pressing on his eldest son.

"Is that you?"

The eldest son turned his head and glanced at it with the remaining light from the corner of his eye. He said angrily, "you don't come down yet. Don't you have to count your weight in your heart?"

"Oh, oh..."

Chumo nodded and was about to move his feet, but he found a sharp pain coming from his waist, which made him unable to move. He glanced in front of him and just saw Zhang Feng watching the excitement, so he angrily said, "Feng Zi, you're still watching the excitement. Help me down."

Zhang Feng smiled and hurried forward to ignore Chumo's scolding. After all, this guy has been a human sandbag for himself just now, and now it's time to save people. How can he have time to care about this?

Chumo is carefully helped down by Zhang Feng and sits aside.

Chang sun Chong felt a little better. He looked at Zhang Feng and said, "Feng Zi, help me too. I can't do this waist."

At this point, he seemed to think of something and asked, "what about the grandson of big cake?"

Zhang Feng smiled and turned his head: "isn't it right under you?"

The eldest son frowned and looked down. It was really a Du hook.

At this time, Du Gou was still in a coma, his face was blue and purple, and his blood vessels were violent. It seemed that he was pressed.

The eldest son rushed to see this. His face changed and hurriedly asked, "how can the big cake be like this? Isn't it dead?"

"Should not be dead?"

Zhang Feng looked at Du Gou, then looked at Chang sun Chong and joked, "if you continue to press him, he may die."

"Ah..."

Chang sun Chong exclaimed and grabbed Zhang Feng's shoulder: "come on, help me up."

Zhang Feng smiled and hurriedly helped the eldest sun Chong up. Only then did the lowest Du hook return to normal.

"Feng Zi, go and have a look at the big cake."

Chang sun Chong stood aside and looked at Du Gou with a worried face.

As soon as he said this, Zhang Feng immediately felt that there was a real feeling between the brothers. It can be seen from this trip to Shengzhou. However, when he was ready to save Du Gou, there was a discussion between Chang sun Chong and Chumo behind him.

"If the boy dies, who will pay for the brothel in the future?"

"Oh, that makes sense."

Obviously, Chumo said this.