Chapter 2425

This is the criterion in Lin Feng's mind.

If a man does not offend me, I will not offend. If a man offends me, I will pay it back a hundred times.

However, the situation has completely changed.

"What? Brother Lin, no, when did the Weihai Gang have so many fit friars? "

Qianqian was also surprised when he heard such a terrible number.

The fit stage is not Chinese cabbage.

Thirty six come out at once, which is too exaggerated.

"Hehe, of course, the Weihai gang can't have so many fit periods. On the contrary, most of these fit monks are not from the Weihai gang."

Lin Feng rubbed his shoulders. He hasn't moved for a long time. It's time to move.

"What does brother Lin mean?"

Qianqian means something.

Lin Feng smiled and nodded, but did not speak. He stared at the center of the square. A faint momentum slowly condensed around him.

At this time, Lin Feng is gaining momentum.

Lin Feng can see that the Weihai gang has indeed worked hard this time, and the scale of the network is really huge.

Thirty six fit friars are all from nine families. Each of the nine families has sent two or three fit friars, which is almost the top strength of each family.

The rest are the remaining integrated friars after the merger of Weihai gang and Zhenhai gang.

This does not include situ Bo, Zhang Xiong and others.

Although Lin Feng wondered, since such a big scene was set, why situ Bo and them were not here? What did they do?

At noon, slowly approaching.

There are more and more friars nearby, and there are many friars whispering in their infancy.

"It seems that Lin Dasheng won't come. The old man with white beard is also stupid. He has brought the black pot for Lin Dasheng for nothing."

"Who says not? According to my estimation, Lin Dasheng is afraid that he has left Xihua City long ago. Fortunately, Weihai Gang is still looking for it."

"Keep your voice down. The people of Weihai gang are listening nearby. If anyone can hear you, you'll die!"

"What you said is, thank you for reminding me."

Such comments were heard all the time.

But at this time, Lin Feng stood still, his eyes slightly closed, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him.

But in Qianqian's eyes, Lin Feng gave her a different feeling at this time.

"Why... Brother Lin is standing there clearly. Why can't I feel it?"

Qian Qian rubbed his eyes and stared at Lin Feng's back.

At this moment, Lin Feng felt like an insignificant rock, standing there quietly, but there was a terrible force in the rock, as if it would erupt at any time.

"I haven't fought for a long time."

Finally, Lin Feng opened his eyes, flashed a cold electricity in his eyes, and then climbed up slowly with a touch of excitement.

Lin Feng is not a battle madman, and his excitement is not that there is going to be a big war.

But because

He doesn't have to worry about it this time. Since all the nine forces sent people, that is, as long as the nine dare to hinder Lin Feng from saving people, it means that they have stood on the opposite side of Lin Feng.

At that time, whether Lin Feng will search them when he leaves depends on his mood. There is no need to have half a scruple at all.

After having Qianlong shuttle, Lin Feng found that he was more eager for treasures such as spirit stone and medicine.

It's not that he is more greedy for money. It's really because... Qianlong Suotai is burning money.

Popular point, just four words, for life!

Finally, the noon sun hung high in the sky.

In the shade, situ Shaofeng stood up from his comfortable rocking chair and walked leisurely to the center of the square. He glanced around. Situ Shaofeng smiled contemptuously and waved. A friar immediately understood and came forward with a vessel filled with water.

There was a chill on the vessel, and it was obvious that the water in it was processed.

After grasping the vessel with one hand, situ Shaofeng suddenly looked cold and threw his hand at the old ghost with white beard.

The cold water rushed to his face. The old ghost situ, who had been in a coma, was stimulated by the cold air and woke up leisurely.

On his face, the snow-white beard had frozen into ice, the blood and wound were frozen together, and even the distortion of his facial expression became very difficult.

Lin Feng noticed that at this time, the old ghost with white beard seemed to have lost the hope of life, and his expression was full of numbness.

Lin Feng's eyes narrowed and stared at situ Shaofeng with sharp eyes like a knife.

Lin Feng perfectly controlled his murderous spirit, so situ Shaofeng couldn't find a murderous look behind him, which had locked him.

"White beard old ghost, look, it's noon now. As expected, Lin Dasheng didn't come. It seems that your popularity is really not very good."

Situ Shaofeng sarcastically said.

The white beard old ghost looked up hard and looked at him indifferently. There was no argument or anger. It seemed that he had expected that the final result would be like this.

Among the monks watching around, many monks clenched their fists, about a dozen people.

The strength of these monks is in the late stage of God transformation. Judging from their expressions, it is obvious that they still have some conscience.

Situ Shaofeng walked leisurely in front of the old ghost with white beard, but his words were like a knife and mercilessly inserted into the old ghost with white beard.

"I heard that your popularity is still very good. You have made many friars and friends. Now, can you see if someone will come out to save you when you are really in danger? Should I say you fed the dog kindly, or are you really stupid? "

Situ Shaofeng enjoyed this feeling very much.

Maybe it's because of the expansion of his heart. A disagreement with situ Shaofeng in the past will make people disappear, but now it won't.

Now situ Shaofeng likes tormenting people.

He likes to see that under the stimulation of his torture and words, the spirit of the people who offend him falls into collapse a little bit, and finally can't help shouting like losing their heart. At that time, he will kill them cruelly.

It seems that this can make his practice boring and add a bit of fun.

However, as soon as situ Shaofeng's voice fell, his expression stiffened.

Because he felt a wave of friar vitality.

At least a dozen people rushed towards them.

"Save situ old ghost, and then go quickly!"

A monk in the later stage of incarnation controlled the magic weapon flying sword and rushed towards situ Shaofeng like lightning.

Although they don't know how many strong Weihai gang are nearby, they understand the truth that catching thieves first catches the king.

Situ Shaofeng was very unhappy. As soon as he said that the old ghost with white beard was kind enough to feed the dog, someone rushed to save him. Isn't this chiguoguo's face?