I may have been on the boat for a long time, so Li Feng felt so uncomfortable that he kicked someone into the river when he got off the boat.

Seeing that guy drifting away along the Yellow River, the group of people couldn't help but widen their eyes, then turned their heads stiffly to look at the fat man.

Fatty guy is cruel enough. If someone just makes a small move on the boat, you will kill someone.

But strangely, no one came out to stand up for that person, as if the man and all of them knew each other.

The fat man covered his forehead with his hands and looked carefully at the guy's distant position, thinking that he would definitely not be able to save him now. The damn Japanese actually thought about Master Huan Zai. I don't know if he is brave or brave...

The kick just now was not kicked by Li Feng at all. It seemed that Master Huan Zai kicked out as fast as possible and then stood behind Li Feng.

"It's no big deal, just a poor stick. The river god in the Yellow River has been hungry recently. Last night, I asked me to dream and say that I would give him some food when I cross the river.

It just so happened that this guy looked a little fleshy, so he would like to give him to the River God to eat. If you don’t believe it, you can ask."

After Li Feng finished speaking, he took a group of people away. The people around him almost vomited blood when they heard the fat man say this.

How else do you ask?

The man had already drifted along the Yellow River water. No one knew whether he would be eaten by the river god, but if it took a long time, there would definitely be no problem with being frozen to death.

No one offended a fat young master for the sake of a dead man, so the man died in vain.

However, Li Feng still noticed several sharp gazes in the crowd staring at him, as if he wanted to cause trouble for him, but for some reason, these people have not taken action.

"Boss, I just found seven people. They should be all Japanese, hiding in different teams. It seems that this time I want to take advantage of the situation." The eagle poured a cup of tea for Li Feng and said in a very low voice.

The little fat man took off his sunglasses and put them on the table. The guy who was kicked by Master Huan Zai was a Japanese man. The Japanese man seemed to have noticed their identity and wanted to investigate the old nun, so he was unlucky.

"Let's not act rashly. If someone dares to attack us, they will break their necks and throw them on the side of the road. I believe no one will cause trouble for us."

These tomb robbers must be very disunited within them, and they may even be fighting openly and secretly. If they see a few people die in the other party's group, I believe the others will never help.

Li Feng saw this, and he believed that the Japanese also saw this, so the Japanese should be using these guys to open the way and then reap the benefits of the fisherman.

But at this moment, Li Feng found that there were some people in this group who looked very decent and were incompatible with other tomb robbers wearing coarse linen.

That's a woman!

Li Feng stuffed his sunglasses into his pocket, tightened his collar, swung his scarf back, and gave a look at the eagle, who immediately understood what he meant.

The identities of the big bald head and the charlatan were not recognized, and almost no one in this restaurant thought they were monks.

Just kidding, how fast does monks eat meat?

When Li Feng was about to remove the chopsticks, he found that there were already piles of bones in front of the two old guys. Three and a half of the four pig's trotters were chewed off, and half of them were inside the old charlatan's mouth.

Li Feng really wanted to grab the half of the pig's trotter back, but considering that the old charlatan was drooling, he gave up this idea.

Go back and put some laxatives in the meal. If anyone dares to compete with him, he will kill him.

A few people didn’t know that they were being missed by Li Feng, so they had to drug them at any time. The fat man was really cruel enough!

Before the eagle came back, Ma Laosan came over with two fat chickens, and his face looked very happy. If he remembered to wipe off the oil stains at the corner of his mouth, Li Feng would not be able to guess the reason why he was happy.

Damn, that guy must have brought the roast chicken back after he was full. Looking at the oil stains on the corners of his mouth, he knew that this guy must have eaten a lot.

"Boss, this is the roast chicken I brought for you, try it!"

Two roast chicken sisters wrapped in oil paper quickly placed them on the table, and instantly two fat hands grabbed them. Before they could catch the two roast chickens, Li Feng spitted at the roast chicken a few times.

Suddenly, one of the hands was retracted, and then I saw the big bald head slightly folded his hands and chanting Amitabha softly!

The old charlatan's hand stood there in a daze, looking at the smug smile of this fat man stiffly. Damn it was so disgusting, but... it doesn't matter!

Li Feng was very happy at first. Thinking that the two roast chickens were all their own, who knew that the old charlatan was even more disgusting than him. He took a roast chicken in front of him and licked it, regardless of whether Li Feng was spitting on it.

His stiff face twitched, and Li Feng felt that he seemed to be too thin now. With the old charlatan, he was simply a rookie.

There is no way, the remaining roast chicken must not be allowed to be given out. Looking at Du Li Feng, who is eating chicken in the old charlatan, you know that if he is too late, he will tell whether the roast chicken can get into his stomach.

The eagle is back. Li Feng is a qualified boss. He keeps two chicken wings, one chicken leg and chicken butt. This is what he specially prepares for the eagle.

It seemed that I had found out the identity of the woman, but before the eagle could talk to Li Feng, a group of men wearing masks came over.

The little fat man's brows frowned. He had seen this group of people before. He had fought with him when he was in Tianjin. That time he was to grab a map. Unexpectedly, this group of people had so many helpers, and they seemed to be very powerful!

It is obvious that the masked man was not here to look for Li Feng and the others. This fat man is not their own. No matter how arrogant he is, it doesn’t matter. As long as they don’t get their things away, the masked man can be regarded as not seeing them.

Seeing a pack of masked people walking past him, the little fat man had an idea, grabbed the chicken's butt and threw it out. The chicken's butt hit the masked man's mask...

Suddenly the group stopped and the scene became quiet. The group of people looked here with interest, wanting to see why this fat man is so bold.

But surprisingly, the powerful masked man gang did not attack the fat man, and even the leading man held down the guys behind who were about to draw their swords.

"Brother, be careful when throwing chicken bones in the future. If you hit someone you shouldn't hit, the consequences may be a bit serious."

"Oh oh oh, it turns out that it hit you. I'm so embarrassed. How about giving this pot of wine to you as apologies?"

The masked man looked at the pot of wine handed over by Li Feng, and hesitated for less than three seconds before grabbing it. He stuffed the spout into his mask and drank the whole pot of wine.

This made Li Feng's idea of ​​seeing the true appearance of these masked people instantly fail. It's so damn, these people are smart enough to actually know to make a hole in their mouths, so that they don't have to take off their masks even if they eat.

"Thank you!" After the masked man finished drinking, the wine pot hit the table and then left with a group of people.
Chapter completed!