Chapter 140

Ling Feng goes through the picturesque courtyard to the inner room of Qinglong gang.

Just at the door, a woman in fashionable dress came out.

"Xiaoling, are you ok? If something happens to you, my mother will not live." As soon as the woman saw Zheng Ling, she ran out crying and hugged her.

"It's OK. This brother saved me, or I might not see you." Zheng Ling pointed to one side of Ling Feng said.

"Thank you, sir, for saving linger." The woman said gratefully.

Ling Feng said with a smile: "Auntie is OK, it's just a matter of hand."

"Mr. Ling is tired too. Let's go to his room and have a rest. My father has an important meeting today. He will personally entertain brother Feng in the evening." Zheng Zhen said with a smile.

"Well, I'll excuse you." Ling Feng nodded and followed the servant to the room.

Zheng family is very considerate, specially prepared a room for Ling Feng, Ling Feng is really sleepy, all the way bumpy, Ling Feng has no rest, so lying in bed for a while and then fell asleep.

Hazy, Ling Feng feel the door is opened, although Ling Feng is sleeping, but a little wind and grass around him can not escape his perception.

Dragon Blade appeared in the palm of his hand. He saw a pretty figure at the door and walked into the house.

"It's Zheng Ling!"

Ling Feng didn't move, squinting to see what the ghost girl was up to.

Zheng Ling quietly came to Ling Feng's side, actually squatting on the ground, arms on the bed, silly looking at Ling Feng.

"Wow, so handsome, much more handsome than movie star Li Feilong." The girl murmured.

Hearing the name of Li Feilong, Ling Feng is speechless. If that guy knows that he has such a beautiful fan, he will be crazy.

About a minute, Zheng Ling has been squatting there staring at him, looking at the meaning, it seems that she intends to continue to peep like this, Ling Feng had to cough: "smelly girl, have you seen enough?"

Zheng Ling was scared: "scared to death, you haven't been sleeping."

"You stare at me like a ghost. How can I sleep?" Ling Feng can't laugh and cry properly.

"You're like a ghost. It's time for dinner. I'm here to ask you to eat." Zheng Ling embarrassed way.

"Well!" Ling Feng stretched and stood up. Although he had only been lying for more than an hour, it was enough for Ling Feng.

After Zheng Ling came to the restaurant, she saw that the spacious round table was full of people. On a square chair in the middle was a handsome middle-aged man, who should be Zheng Hao, the leader of Qinglong gang.

Seeing Ling Feng coming, Zheng Zhen stood up quickly: "father, this is Mr. Feng who saved ling'er."

Zheng Hao's eyes fell on Ling Feng, and he was surprised in his heart.

I don't know why, in this young man's body, he actually felt a kind of huntian from the upper breath, this momentum even let him have a sense of oppression.

"Mr. Feng, I heard that you saved my daughter. Mr. Zheng is here first. Thank you." Zheng Hao stood up and said with a smile.

Zheng Hao would stand up to welcome the guests. Even Zheng Zhen didn't expect that Zheng Hao, the leader of Qinglong Gang, was a hero. There were not many people who could make him stand up to greet him in the black blood city.

Ling Feng smiles and hugs his fist generously: "leader Zheng, I'm serious. I just want to help you when you see injustice. Don't be so polite."

"Ha ha, ling'er is our treasure. If something happens to her, I will not let her go." Zheng Hao came to Ling Feng with a smile.

"Come and sit next to me." Zheng Hao took Ling Feng to the top.

At the beginning of the banquet, Ling Feng was really hungry. He ate and talked with others.

"I heard that Mr. Ling is from China." Zheng Hao said with a smile.

"Yes, I'm from Yanjing." Ling Feng smiles.

"Huaxia, Yanjing, I haven't been home for a long time!" Zheng Hao's eyes are full of sense.

"Is leader Zheng also from Yanjing?" Ling Feng asked.

Zheng Hao nodded: "yes, I didn't understand when I was young. I did something wrong and had to leave Yanjing. Now I think I haven't gone back for more than 30 years."

"Ha ha, great changes have taken place in China now. I don't think you can recognize it when you go back." Ling Feng said with a smile.

"Yes, I heard. By the way, what does Mr. Ling do in China?" Zheng Hao asked tentatively.

Ling Feng smile: "I do some small business, passing by the black blood city."

"Oh Zheng Hao knew that Ling Feng didn't tell the truth, but he didn't care.

"Brother Feng is very powerful. Those bad guys were beaten down by brother Feng." Zheng Ling has a look of adoration.

"Cut, don't you mean to fight some gangsters? What's the big deal. " At this time, the first young man under the table murmured.

Zheng Ling looked at the dissatisfied young man and said, "Zheng Shuang, don't disagree. Brother Feng will beat you and clean up the chickens."

"The person who beat me as a chicken is not born yet. I just don't agree. Can Mr. Ling compete with me?" Zheng Shuang stands up and looks at Ling Feng provocatively.

"Does Zheng Shuang have rules?" At this time, Zheng Hao reproached.

Ling Feng smile: "Zheng Gang leader, young man is not a bad thing, I like his character."

"Mr. Feng, this child has been fond of martial arts since he was a child. He's a martial arts maniac. He wants to be better than me when he sees people. He's almost spoiled by me“ Zheng Shuang is a little embarrassed.

"Well, since my little brother is interested in it, I'll fight with him." Ling Feng said with a smile.

In fact, Ling Feng didn't want to do it, but if he wanted to be respected by others, he had to show his ability to be respected by others. At the dinner table, he obviously felt that some people despised him.

"Brother, you just wait to be beaten into a chicken by brother Feng!" Zheng Ling laughs at Zheng Shuang.

"Hum, I'll beat your idol down in a moment to let you know what Chinese Kung Fu is." Zheng Shuang was also unconvinced and clenched his fist.

Ling Feng stood up and came to the center of the hall.

"Come on, let's go to the outer arena." Zheng Shuang is eager to try.

"No, it's enough to deal with you." Ling Feng said with a smile.

Zheng Shuang's face sank slightly: "dare you look down on me?"

Ling Feng is not care: "want to let people see, to see if you have such ability."

"Boy, my sister has blown you to the top. Today I'll see how powerful you are." With that, Zheng Shuang's eyes were slightly fixed, and he put on a posture to meet the enemy.

"Come on." Zheng Shuang pointed.

Ling Feng stands in the same place, hands in his pocket and smiles: "you'd better come, or we won't have to fight."

"Boy, you're crazy." Zheng Shuang was very angry. He stepped on his feet and rushed to Lingfeng like lightning.

Ling Feng stood in place, looking at Zheng Shuang with a smile, without a trace of resistance.

It has to be said that Zheng Shuang's speed is really fast. Just in the blink of an eye, his fist is about to reach the tip of Ling Feng's nose. At this time, some female guests at the dinner table can't bear to close their eyes.

Zheng Zhen is also surprised in the heart, is this Ling Feng really a guy who can only boast?

Only the leader Zheng Hao's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Bang!" A punch blows out, although when he is about to hit Ling Feng, the strength of Zheng Zhen's hand is reduced by a few points, but this punch is also enough to make a person fly.

However, Zheng Shuang feels that this fist seems to have been hit in the air. There is no obstacle in front of him. Take a closer look at the shadow of Ling Feng.

"At this time, suddenly the shoulder was patted twice, little brother, I'm here." Ling Feng said with a smile.

Zheng Shuang was surprised, but his right foot was suddenly raised and suddenly kicked with a whirl, but the seemingly fast-moving foot was kicked in the air again.

Zheng Shuang constantly attacks, but Ling Feng's hands are in his pocket, but he dodges left and right. From beginning to end, Zheng Shuang doesn't even touch Ling Feng's clothes.

"Zheng Shuang knows what real Kung Fu is. Compared with other people, you are just like a flower boxing embroidered leg," Zheng Ling exclaimed

Zheng Zhen is also shocked. If he is himself, he believes that although he is better than his younger brother, it is impossible to hit Ling Feng.

With a smile on his face, Zheng Hao nodded: "it seems that his judgment is correct. This Ling Feng is really not an ordinary person."

After ten moves, Zheng Shuang still chases Ling Feng. Ling Feng can't help but frown. He has already given him enough face. If he continues to fight like this, he will lose his head. Most importantly, Ling Feng is hungry.

"Be careful, boy." Ling Feng cold drink, this time did not hide, but to meet Zheng Shuangchong.

"Bang!"

A figure was kicked away, and Ling Feng only used three layers of strength. Nevertheless, Zheng Shuang was still kicked straight.

"Ha ha ha, good Kung Fu." Zheng Hao clapped his hands and cheered. Although the two men had just played more than ten moves, Ling Feng was actually playing cat and mouse. He didn't even get his hands out of his pocket. The only time he did it, he kicked Zheng Shuang away. The gap between them was obvious.

Ling Feng went over and helped Zheng Shuang up: "brother Zheng gave way."

Zheng Shuang red face stood up: "brother Feng, I take it."

Ling Feng smiles and pats Zheng Shuang on the shoulder: "your foundation is good, but the move lacks change. Take your time."

"Son of a bitch, do you know what it means this time?" Zheng Hao laughs.

Ling Feng and Zheng Shuang return to their seats. After seeing Ling Feng's action, people show more respect to Ling Feng and raise their glasses frequently.

No matter where they go, the strong are always feared by people.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of dishes, Zheng Hao and Ling Feng are talking more and more speculatively. At this time, an old man suddenly comes in.

The old man whispered a few words in Zheng Hao's ear. Zheng Hao's face, which was full of smiles, was covered with clouds.

"Mr. Feng, I have some business to deal with. You eat first. Zhen'er will take good care of Mr. Feng." Then Zheng Hao stood up.

"Help yourself first, Mr. Zheng." Ling Feng also stood up to see him off.

After the dinner, Ling Feng and Zheng Zhen leave the restaurant. Just as they walk into the garden, they come across a few people in black coming out of the meeting hall.

Ling Feng's eyes swept over several people. When he saw the middle-aged man in the first place, Ling Feng's eyes suddenly solidified and his fists clenched tightly.

"It's him." Ling Feng's heart set off a raging fire.