Chapter 1915

Zhang Feng looked back and despised them. Then he patted Du Gou's blue face: "big cake, wake up, or these two bastards will take your money to Qinglou."

"Qing Lou? What Qing Lou?"

Du Gou slowly opened his eyes and looked at Zhang Feng with a confused face: "what did you mean just now?"

Zhang Feng smiled and knew that when he said Qing Lou, the guy would wake up. As expected, he smiled: "get up quickly."

With that, he came forward to hold the Du hook and was ready to pull it up.

That Cheng thought that the guy's face changed and cried out in pain, "it hurts, my waist is broken."

He is the one at the bottom of the pyramid. Naturally, he is also under the greatest pressure. It is estimated that his waist is not easy now.

Zhang Feng understood in his heart, but it was impossible not to get up. He still persuaded: "Chang'an city is ahead. Do you want to go home?"

As soon as he said this, Du Gou seemed to be in a hurry. He glanced at the city gate and pretended to be strong and said, "go home, I can do it. Help me up."

Zhang Feng smiled. This guy is obviously not so strong and has to pretend. However, his behavior is commendable and there is no ink. He helped Du Gou to Chumo and sat down.

Just standing still, the three seem to have found something funny. Pointing to Zhang Feng is a belly laugh.

Zhang Feng was confused. Could it be that his clothes were torn too? He hurriedly checked it and found that there were many holes in the clothes, but they could still be worn. It was much better than these three guys.

He said somewhat unconvinced, "you guys still have the face to laugh at me. Look at your own clothes."

The three of them just reacted. They had been thinking about how to get away just now. They had never seen the image of everyone. Now, they are really ugly. They are black and blue, and they have several straw sticks on their heads. They are a clown.

In fact, Zhang Feng himself didn't get there. Most of his clothes were torn and there were a lot of straw on his head. However, his good point was that he didn't have a black and blue face. After all, he was at the top.

After a burst of laughter, Zhang Feng looked at the people and said seriously, "Chang'an is close at hand now. Let's go over and wait until Zhang's house is healing you."

Chumo nodded: "no problem, let's go."

After saying this, he would get up, but there was a sharp pain in his disheartened waist: "ouch, my waist."

Du Gou, too, was getting ready to get up. There was pain in his waist and wailed, "low back pain."

Chang sun Chong was better. He was in the middle and his strength was neutralized. His waist was fine, but it was a little sour. So he looked at them with a mocking face: "just like you two now, you still want to visit the kiln? I'm afraid you can't move?"

Chumo and Chumo are unhappy. Their faces turn red and they are ready to refute. However, they see Chang sun Chong standing between them, holding hands and proudly saying, "look, it's up to me if something happens. I'll help you back."

Chumo and Chumo wanted to yell at each other. When they saw that the eldest sun rushed to help them, they didn't say much. They just bowed their heads and tried to stand up.

Naturally, Zhang Feng could not stand by and help Chumo and Chumo to Chang'an city.

Although the two guys had low back pain, they were in good health. In addition, they wanted to go home quickly and soon walked to Chang'an Street.

However, as soon as they got to Chang'an Avenue, they heard something unusual.

What? President Zhang went to heaven and personally rushed into the Turkic camp. What's more, he directly said that President Zhang was the reincarnation of an immortal. Some guys said that President Zhang could predict. It is estimated that he will sit down and rise in the daytime.

Hearing all this, Zhang Fengtou almost burst.

When did you become so awesome?

And a fucking immortal reincarnation?

And sit and rise in a hundred days?

I don't want to die yet.

Who on earth is spreading rumors about Lao Tzu?

With doubt and anger, Zhang Feng stopped a passer-by and asked, "brother, why are my rumors everywhere in Chang'an City? Who spread them?"

"Talk about your rumors?"

The passer-by exclaimed, looked up and down at Zhang Feng, and said with some disdain: "do you think you are president Zhang? President Zhang, the land fairy can also be pretended by beggars like you? Ha ha."

The passer-by spat and left with his sleeves.

Zhang Feng is confused.

The whole Chang'an city is spreading its own rumors. How can a big living man pretend not to know him?

Is this guy blind?

Or are you really blind?

Just when he was thinking hard and fruitless, Chumo's joking voice came: "come on, just like you are now, people think of you as a beggar and think highly of you."

Zhang Feng suddenly looked down at his clothes and was speechless for a while.

Sure enough, human nature is to judge people by their appearance.

But he is not such a layman. He looks at Chumo unconvinced. "I'm a beggar, aren't you? Say that?"