Chapter 845： look like a fool

Pooh.

A bunch of old-fashioned things.

Wrong person.

It's a shame that he was still very sad.

In the end it was just him being self-indulgent.

Yi Feng is full of unwillingness, so many years of feelings are just this?

"Hey, I said I'm going to die, so don't you worry at all?" Yi Feng couldn't help asking with a dark face.

"We, should we be sad?" The old man's hand in chess fell in half, and he asked the others to look at me, I looked at you, and then looked at Yi Feng.

"Shouldn't it be?" Yi Feng asked in a deep voice.

Everyone was stunned for a while, and after calming down, they immediately entered the state.

"Wow, I wish Mr. Huang Quanlu all the best."

"Good way sir."

"Well, we are all very sad that Mr. died."

Several old men pretentiously lifted the corners of their clothes and wiped them at the corners of their eyes.

"Also, can you be more fake?"

Yi Feng had a dark face.

have to.

Wrong person.

It was a waste of time for him to say goodbye. In anger, he left with a sullen face and his palms behind his back.

"Sir go slow."

Everyone nodded to send Yi Feng away, and continued to put their eyes back on the chessboard, chatting while playing chess.

"You said, what are you doing, sir?"

An old man couldn't help asking.

"Ghost knows, he doesn't want to die, he will die, what's so strange." Another old man said.

"That's right, what Mr. said seems to be really dead!"

"It is estimated that Mr. is bored again. Anyway, it's good to get used to it, calm down, even if he said that he would pinch the sun in the sky, that's not something we can worry about."

"That's right, we can do whatever we need to do anyway."

"Forget it, forget it, don't watch it, I'm going to buy melons from Madam Wang."

"I didn't watch it either. I went to the dung pickers to get half a load of dung, and then went home and splashed vegetables..."

After leaving the street, Yi Feng continued to find the way to death.

Jump off a cliff.

He can fly.

jump into the sea.

He can swim.

He simply tied a big rock and jumped into the sea.

blu blu...

Following the weight of the stone, Yi Feng was pulled down and sank to the bottom of the sea.

A minute passed, Yi Feng blinked his eyes.

A quarter of an hour passed, and Yi Feng spit out a bubble.

An hour later, Yi Feng yawned and couldn't help falling asleep. It was a day after he fell asleep.

One day passed, and Yi Feng swam up again.

Shen Hai's suicide attempt officially ended in failure.

"It seems that normal people's suicide methods are not suitable for me." Yi Feng said to himself: "After all, I am now a master anyway."

"Let's just go ahead and find someone to kill me!"

Yi Feng murmured, and was about to find someone to give him a knife, when he just found that Lu Dasheng was passing by carrying a dung bucket in the distance.

"Okay, it's just you."

Yi Feng grinned and flew towards Lu Dasheng.

"I have seen Mr.

Lu Dasheng saluted respectfully.

"No gift, I'll ask you to do something." Yi Feng took out a knife from his arms and threw it on the ground.

"Come on, give me a knife." Yi Feng said.

"what!"

When Lu Dasheng heard the words, he threw the dung bucket in fright, and knelt on the ground with his legs thumping.

"Sir, I don't know where Lao Lu did something wrong. I offended him. I hope you don't blame him!"

"Also, I, Lu Dasheng, are loyal to Mr., and never dare to think about him in the slightest."

"If you don't believe me, you can kill me at any time. Old Luwan doesn't dare to do anything to your husband!"

Lu Dasheng slammed his head on the ground and kept explaining.

"It does not make sense!"

With a dark face, Yi Feng leaned over and explained: "You misunderstood, you know that I am very powerful, I am practicing a magic skill, and this skill is about not breaking or standing, and I can't do it myself, so troublesome You give me a knife, I don't blame you."

"Sir, I was wrong, old Luwan dare not have any disrespect to Mr.!"

Hearing what Yi Feng said, Lu Dasheng tried his best to kowtow on the ground, thinking that he had done something wrong, which caused his husband's displeasure.

"Hey you..."

Seeing Lu Dasheng's appearance, Yi Feng was speechless.

However, he was also too hasty.

Suddenly handing a knife to someone and letting him stab him to death will frighten anyone.

It seems that after that, you still need to speak clearly to people first.

Yi Feng nodded, knowing that it was unreliable to find Lu Dasheng, so he quickly left to find Old Man Wang.

Although this old man is old, he can't hold a knife.

The key is that this old man knows current affairs and understands right and wrong.

Talk to him clearly, and ask him to help him with a knife, it should be reliable.

Yi Feng came to Lao Wangtou's house.

Lao Wangtou made the tea.

The two sat opposite each other.

"Why are you looking for me, sir?" Old Wangtou couldn't help asking.

"Well, recently I've been practicing a set of magical skills, which is about not breaking or standing." With Lu Dasheng's experience, Yi Fengxiaozhi explained in detail with emotion and reason.

After talking to Old Wangtou one by one, he took out a dagger and threw it on the table.

"So please do me a favor and kill me."

Yi Feng said solemnly.

Done.

Gritting his teeth, he closed his eyes.

Lao Wangtou looked at the knife on the table, and then looked at Yi Feng, who had his eyes closed.

The expression on his face was extremely complicated.

Sir.

Good is good.

Great and great.

It's the brain, the inflexible sub.

It's because you don't push yourself too hard to make such a request!

With him, even if Yi Feng sits still and strikes with all his strength, can he leave a mark?

After waiting for a long time, Yi Feng opened his eyes when he saw that Old Wang's head hadn't moved yet.

"Why don't you start?"

The old king did not speak.

His eyes looked at him quietly.

In the respect, there is an element of looking like a fool!