Chapter 18： Chen Jianfeng, you can't run

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In the next few days, Wen Zilong had been wandering around the tomb village to find an opportunity to find Chen Jianfeng's home.

But there has been no gain.

This made him a little irritable.

It was hard to find the murderer's village, but he couldn't find his home.

This is like a poor cock, after several years of unremitting efforts, finally appointed the goddess. After opening the room, after taking off the coat.

The result is unbuckling, which makes people irritated.

In these few days of wandering around, Wen Zilong found that there was a small supermarket in the village called "thigh supermarket".

This is the place where villagers gossip and relax on weekdays.

The owner of the supermarket is a woman with five big and three thick. It is estimated that there is a big foot supermarket in "Love in the Country". She wanted her legs to be so thick. She simply renamed her supermarket thigh supermarket.

Not to mention, after the name change, the business was pretty good.

Even some people in the city often come from the name of admiring thighs-of course, after seeing the woman's legs, one by one feels whether they are brain washing.

Wen Zilong intends to listen to the thigh supermarket and see if he can find any clues.

As a result, the sky is not disheartened.

At around 8 o'clock the next night, more than a dozen villagers chatted under the big locust tree in front of this thigh supermarket.

At this time, a man about 1.8 meters tall came toward this side.

He was wearing tank shorts and a pair of old slippers on his feet.

The stubble is just like the wheat stubble just after harvesting the wheat.

When he came to the door of the thigh supermarket, he did not greet any villagers and went directly to the supermarket.

Wen Zilong heard his voice ringing inside: "Come on two bottles of Rouxifeng."

After taking two bottles of thighs inside, he said:

"Jianfeng, it's not that I said you, you can't go on like this. It's not your fault, the police said, it's the guy who is depressed and can't think of committing suicide. You're unlucky and just hit him ... … "

Wen Zilong only heard these words, and his heart was filled with anger, and he could no longer listen to the following words.

Chen Jianfeng, Chen Jianfeng, I ’m so hard to find you!

He flapped his wings and flew over the heads of the trees under the tree quickly, and flew towards the thigh supermarket.

Due to the hatred in his heart, he flew at full speed, and the speed has reached six meters per second.

A villager under the tree inadvertently saw Wen Zilong and said in surprise: "I am grass!"

"What?"

"Grass what?"

The villager pointed to Wen Zilong flying in and said, "I seem to see a ... flying spider."

"Hahahaha ..."

Several other people laughed: "Drinking tea can make you drunk?"

If in the past, maybe Wen Zilong will stop to look at the expression of the man who was shocked by himself, and he is proud of himself.

But at this time, Wen Zilong had only hatred in his mind.

He flew into the house and landed on the row of shelves directly opposite Chen Jianfeng, staring at the person.

This man looks a little introverted and inarticulate.

The man nodded to his thigh, took out three hundred and fifty yuan, and put it on the counter.

Then he lifted two bottles of wine and went out.

"Hey, I'm still looking for you thirty yuan ..."

But Chen Jianfeng didn't look back at all and walked away quickly.

"This man is really, don't want 30 yuan?"

As thighs spoke, he smiled and put the thirty yuan into the drawer.

But at this moment, the woman suddenly screamed like a chicken:

"what--"

Looking down, I saw a walnut-sized swollen bag on my left hand.

Needless to say, this bag was naturally produced by Wenzi Longding.

In order to comfort Chen Jianfeng, the woman actually said that she had hit Chen Jianfeng's car.

Put your **** shit!

Wen Zilong was so angry that he gave the woman a little lesson.

After flapping his wings, he flew out of the supermarket and chased Chen Jianfeng.

The men under the Dahuai tree hurried into the supermarket one by one when they heard the screams of women killing chickens.

"what happened?"

The thigh pointed to the big walnut bag on the back of his hand and screamed: "Spider ... A flying spider ... I was bitten by a flying spider!"

She said that all the men looked at the man who had said that there were flying spiders.

Damn it.

Are there really flying spiders?

The man was a young man about eighteen years old. When he saw himself, it was confirmed that he was a little happy and comforted his thigh:

"It's okay, the flying spider must be a mutant spider. It's bitten by the mutant spider, and maybe it can become Spider-Man ... But thigh-sister, depending on your size, Spider-Man is probably not a show. Pig pigman is almost the same."

...

Wen Zilong followed Chen Jianfeng and flew a dozen meters forward.

With a lot of hatred in his heart, he directly took a bite on Chen Jianfeng's neck.

"what--"

Chen Jianfeng screamed and quickly put down the bottle and touched his neck.

After touching it, I found that a large walnut bag had swelled, and the pain was endless.

He waited for more than five minutes until he came back, bent over and lifted the bottle, and continued to walk forward.

But did not walk out more than 20 meters, and felt a sudden pain on the back of the hand.

It hurt so much that he threw all the bottles.

Fortunately, there is a layer of packaging outside the bottle, which is not broken.

But the pain almost made him cry.

Is it a scorpion?

Didn't the scorpion hurt so much?

He took off his vest and searched repeatedly, and found no scorpions.

No longer wearing a vest, he took it in his hand, lifted the bottle, and hurried towards the house.

In this way, he was just thinking of Zilong.

He bit Chen Chenfeng's back desperately.

Chen Jianfeng was screaming again and again, and several large bumps had appeared on his back.

"It's really a ghost!"

Chen Jianfeng screamed while trotting away at home.

Wen Zilong wanted to continue to bite, but heard the sound of the boom-the bat came over again.

Maybe this guy saw that he was big and the meat was fat, so stare at himself.

Wen Zilong could only take Chen Jianfeng one step before hiding in his house.

As soon as Chen Jianfeng entered the house, he stripped himself away.

The pimples on the back are already the size of eggs, and they look terrible.

However, this time Wen Zilong did not produce the pleasure of revenge.

Because this little bitter suffering of this guy is really insignificant compared to the suffering suffered by himself and his parents.

His ultimate goal is to make him lose money!

When Chen Jianfeng came home, he entered the bathroom and took a shower.

Looking at the egg-sized pimple on his body, he was a little alarmed.

What the **** is this, biting yourself like this?

Out of the bathroom, he put on a thick coat and wrapped himself tightly.

Then he sat on the sofa in the living room and opened a bottle of wine.

Don't need a cup, just blow it at the mouth of the bottle.

Liquor at 45 degrees blows at the mouth of the bottle, which shows what this guy has in mind.

Wen Zilong didn't care about this anymore, thinking about his revenge plan.

Debt repayment, killing people to pay their lives.

Chen Jianfeng, you can't run!

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