As soon as he finished speaking, all the more than ten people in the room who were waiting for him stood up, and the woman in his arms ran out in panic. The master who was originally sitting next to him had already stepped forward and blocked the door two times.

Lan Feng glanced at the dozen people in the room and sneered: "Since the leader of Tu gang has drawn the road, I can't stop walking on the road, but I have to say to the leader of Tu gang first. As long as I take action, I may not be able to help hurting people. Please don't be surprised by the leader of Tu gang then!"

The master next to the door snorted coldly, "Think about how you die yourself!" As he said that, he greeted him without saying a word.

This master is indeed a master. Maybe he can still win steadily against two people like Su Yun alone, but he faces Lan Feng. If he fights with the company's security guard, he may be so ruthless that he can't take heavy measures. But now these people don't have the intention to keep their strength. The first one is the master, because he first takes action. And he is cruel and poisonous. When Lan Feng saw his fist rushing toward him, his head tilted slightly and then came back, and he stuck his hand tightly on the edge of his neck. At the same time, his hand was under the Huanfeng Palm and Xiaoyao's true energy slapped the "master" in his heart. In Lan Feng's opinion, no matter how tall this master is, he is just an ordinary person who can beat him a little.

He had never used the Phantom Wind Palm to fight the enemy. This time he only used 50% of his force. When his palm touched the young man's chest, the young man's chest shrank backwards and suddenly came out again. Lan Feng beat the "master" backwards and knocked the door of the private room away. He fell to the ground and ate a few mouthfuls of blood and fainted. But he was not having a good time himself. Because he underestimated the enemy, he was inexplicably shocked by the recoil force in the guy's body. He immediately guessed that this master had learned Tai Chi, but he was not so skillful enough, so he was knocked away by himself. He was stunned and immediately became highly vigilant and never dared to underestimate the enemy again. Now he is still in danger.

When he defeated the master, there were already attacks on the left and right. The momentum of these people could not be described as "masters". At most, they could only be described as "can fight". Lan Feng sneered, and the seventy-two styles of Xiaoyao's free hand came out, and for a moment, there were loud clicks and screams in the room. Then there was a sound of falling to the ground. Lan Feng only made two moves, one flew out and vomited blood and fainted, and the other two fell to the ground with their arms covered and screamed and rolled, immediately calming the others. None of them dared to come up and take action. However, Guo Chuan had a black revolver in his hand, pointing at Lan Feng who was turning around.

When Lan Feng saw the gun, he suddenly became excited, and a devilish smile appeared on his face, saying, "It's really a sin that can be done by heaven, but he can't live by himself. Boss Guo, can you shoot?"

Seeing Lan Feng's devilish smile, he remembered that the day when more than 30 people were all ruined by waste paper, Guo Chuan couldn't help but tremble. But when he looked at the gun in his hand, he felt confident again and sneered: "I, Guo Chuan, don't kill one or two people, what can I do if I kill you? As he said that, he really pulled the trigger hard, but before his trigger was pulled to the end, Lan Feng's flying knife had already reached his wrist and penetrated deeply.

Guo Chuan screamed, and the pistol that had not been pulled to the end slid down from his hand. Before others could react, Lan Feng turned into a shadow and stepped forward to cut the pistol that had not fallen to the ground into his hand. He pulled out the flying knife that had been stabbed on Guo Chuan's wrist with his left hand, waved it casually, and brushed off the five fingers of Guo Chuan's right hand that had not yet been dodged. Lan Feng pointed the pistol at Tu Hongqing with his right hand. Only then did Guo Chuan feel the heart-wrenching pain at the broken fingers, and the screams were even louder. He covered the broken fingers and flashed to the side.

Lan Feng sneered and pointed the gun at Tu Hongqing, turned his head to Guo Chuan and sneered at: "Boss Guo, do you remember what you said when I spared you that day? You said that if I spared you, you would remember it, but today I found that your memory was not very good, so I had no choice but to leave a mark for you. Also, don't point the gun at me in the future. Although this thing always excites me, I always point it at people, not people point it at me, because the people who point at me with guns were dead. Today I was in a good mood, cut off your five fingers to keep a souvenir. Hehe, I haven't touched the gun for a long time, and I feel so handsome." Lan Feng was still intoxicated with the feeling of a pistol in the screams of others.

"Little brother, you have something to discuss. Be careful not to get angry!" Tu Hongqing was pointed at by Lan Feng with a gun, and finally became weak and said nervously.

Lan Feng sneered and said, "Gangmaster Tu, what is your memory? You should still remember you just said that if I walk out from here, you will no longer touch all the non-Dao people I protect, right?"

Tu Hongqing nodded in a hurry and said, "Yes, yes, I, Tu Hongqing, keep my word, but please remember that you don't interfere with the grudge between me and Xinghai." Tu Hongqing wanted to get some interest after eating the turtle.

Lan Feng smiled coldly and said, "I am too lazy to pay attention to the grievances of you underworld. If you don't offend me, I won't offend anyone. There are many Chinese people. You can die more. It is a good thing to support China's family planning. Don't waste the food that others have worked hard to grow. Don't blame me for not reminding you. If I find that your memory is as bad as Guo Chuan in the future, I will come back to mark you. There are also many nightclubs, dance halls, and I may help you clear the venue at that time!"

After Lan Feng shook off the naked threat, he turned the pistol into his hand and walked towards the door. After walking out of the private room where there was no door, he suddenly turned around and shot inside. Then the chandelier in the private room fell down. Lan Feng smiled with satisfaction at the door and said, "Yes, the marksmanship has not yet regressed. This gun is really a good guy. What a pity, it is a weapon!" Lan Feng threw the pistol into the private room like a super good person, and left.

Tu Hongqing, who was so angry that he had broken his five fingers, was furious: "You bastard, didn't you say he was just a high school student? Didn't you say he was just the son of a principal? What the hell are you investigating? A bunch of useless waste, waste, get out--"

Lan Feng walked downstairs and could hear Tu Hongqing roaring from the upstairs. He murmured: "Oh, why bother? I'm just playing with you, and I'm not here to really come."

In Lan Feng's philosophy, it is really about people who want to see God.

However, Lan Feng himself was not feeling well now. The intense exercise just now made the wound on his back tear apart again. He felt that his vest was soaked. He knew it was not sweat, but blood.

After returning home, he took out all the gauze and ointment he brought back from the hospital, and then went to Xia Wei's room door and shouted: "Xiaowei, are you sleeping? Come out and help me."

Xia Wei was preparing lessons in the room. When he heard Lan Feng coming back to open the door, he packed up the book and wanted to come out. Lan Feng called out and opened the door and walked out. He asked, "What's the matter?"

Lan Feng smiled bitterly and said, "I was injured in my vest. I bought the ointment and come back. Please help me change the medicine. I don't want others to see the scars on my body!"

When Xia Wei heard that Lan Feng was injured, she immediately became nervous and asked anxiously: "Are you seriously injured? Let me see."

Lan Feng walked to the sofa, took off his shirt in front of Xia Wei, and looked at Lan Feng's muscled chest, Xia Wei's face turned red slightly. Last time Lan Feng took off her brother when she was talking about her, but that time she was sad and just glanced at her. At this time, Lan Feng took off her shirt without hesitation. Although she knew it was for the change of medicine, she still couldn't help but have a fever on her face.

But when Lan Feng turned around and let him see the wound on his back, she couldn't help but let out a light sound. She saw that a large piece of gauze on Lan Feng's back was stained with blood, and blood flowed out of the gauze.

"Look on the sofa quickly, I'll help you with it!" Xia Wei hurriedly asked Lan Feng to lie on the sofa. Seeing the cotton and gauze next to her, she carefully uncovered the gauze on Lan Feng's back that was already soaked in blood. When she saw the blood inside, she was shocked again. She carefully cleaned off the blood on it, applied ointment, and wrapped it with gauze.

Lan Feng sat up after she was done, but saw Xia Wei looking at him in tears.

"What's wrong, Xiaowei, why are you crying?" Lan Feng asked in surprise.

"Tell me, are you going to help someone kill someone to earn tuition? How did your wound come about, and what happened to the bloody clothes in the washing machine?" Xia Wei asked with tears.

Lan Feng realized that it was Xia Wei who found the blood-stained clothes. That day he just stirred it with water, but forgot that the blood was not so easy to wash off. As a result, Xia Wei, who was washing clothes today, found it. In addition, although the wound on his body had been injured for a long time, Xia Wei didn't know it. She thought it was the injury he had caused after dinner.

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Chapter completed!