Chapter 289： Any of you have objections

Why is there still hot soy milk to drink in the last days? And the most terrible thing is that this soy milk was made by his girlfriend!

"Fuck! I am envious."

"Real name envy."

"Show love, die fast!"

"Why is there a torch in my hand?"

The resentment in the hearts of this group of people is very great. First, they live a life of not having enough food and clothes, and secondly they have no girlfriends. As a result, they both show off when they come up.

Simply a winner in life.

"What are you doing here?" someone asked.

"What are you doing here? What am I doing here." Lin Fei rolled his eyes and said, "Of course I'm here to get the fruit of the supernatural power. Isn't it possible to come here to invite you to eat?"

"Wait you don't want to run into that fruit!"

Someone immediately said cruelly: "Your enemy today is all of us."

"Even if the king of heaven, Lao Tzu, comes, you can't get half a step closer to the fruit of this supernatural power. I said this. **** can't save you!"

Lin Fei looked at the group of people in front of him, and didn't know when he offended this group of people.

Finally finished.

Lin Fei burped, flattened the paper cup, and burned it clean with flames.

After a glance at the fruit of supernatural power, it will be ripe in about an hour.

call--

At this moment, there was a sudden gust of wind blowing here.

"what happened?"

When the fruit was about to ripen, there was a sudden gust of wind, which was really strange, so everyone became vigilant for a while.

"You can go back now."

At this moment, a voice suddenly came down from the sky.

Everyone raised their heads and looked up against the violent wind, then they were stunned, and their eyes gradually widened.

"The wind has no trace!"

Someone excitedly called out these three words.

Only Lin Fei and the young girl looked at the reactions of these people in front of them with inexplicable expressions. Although the wind was roaring here, they all took the initiative to avoid Lin Fei.

Other people's clothes were hunting, and Lin Fei didn't even blow his hair here.

"Who is this person?" Lin Fei asked the girl quietly.

"I don't know either." The girl replied.

When Feng Wuhen's toes gently fell to the ground, the gust of wind here suddenly stopped. He was dressed in white, with long hair reaching his waist, and a handsome face, quite a master demeanor.

"This fruit belongs to me." Feng Wuhen said.

"No way."

Someone immediately refused.

As a result, Feng Wuhen's eyes flashed coldly.

Puff!

"what!"

The man screamed and strode back, while his right hand was spinning and flying into the sky.

boom.

The man's face was pale, he knelt directly on the ground, his left hand was tightly grasping the wound on his right arm, but the blood flow continued.

"What did you just say?" Feng Wuhen stared at the man faintly.

"No." The man shook his head subconsciously and said, "Nothing was said."

Feng Wuhen smiled and said, "I am a sensible person."

Then his gaze fell on everyone, and said: "Today the fruit of this power belongs to my Feng, who of you still has objections?"

"If you disagree, you can stand up and protest."

However, one minute later, no one dared to stand up and protest.

Lin Fei looked at this scene, very puzzled.

What was the origin of this Feng Wuhen, it suppressed these people like this.

"I have objections."