Dad asked me to choose one of ten goddesses to marry

Chapter 571 Fengjia Village

"Master, are you crazy? You think I'm joking with you?"

Feng Lin's face became colder and colder.

"Don't be angry, I'm not laughing at you, I'm just thinking of happy things."

Ji Guangling hurriedly said, "You send me the address, and I will let the helicopter closest to you pick you up."

"If there is any accident in my village, I owe you the task, and I will not do it!"

After Feng Lin finished speaking, he hung up the phone and sent him the location here.

"Boss, I'll accompany you."

Jinguji Qiuhui grabbed Feng Lin's arm.

"I'll go as well."

Xu Ruoying also stood up.

"No, you heard it just now. They let me go there alone. You go with me. I'm afraid they will mess up."

Feng Lin shook his head and quickly left here.

Xu Ruoying clenched her fists secretly, she was still too weak, she must become stronger quickly.

Try to help Feng Lin.

Feng Lin didn't go to inform the second master, but left the ruins quickly and stood on the mountain peak waiting for the helicopter.

He also lived in Fengjia Village when he was a child.

Later, he followed his father to travel south and north to find his mother.

But after a few years of searching, Dad handed Feng Lin over to Meng Changsheng.

Although he has been away for many years, every New Year's Day, my father will take Feng Lin with him and go to his hometown to visit the grave.

In Fengjia Village, Fengchen's lineage was relatively large, which led to Fenglin's seniority also increasing.

The younger generation in the village is not very concerned about this kind of thing.

For example, people of the same age like Ergou all call their names directly.

But the older generation is still very particular.

As long as the Chinese New Year is coming, a group of middle-aged men in the village will kneel down to Feng Lin and call him Uncle.

Especially when Feng Lin was a child, that scene was too memorable.

According to his seniority, people who are about the same age as Feng Chen are called Second Master.

This is why Feng Lin called Meng Changsheng the second master.

In fact, he had long regarded Meng Changsheng as his other father.

……

Central Plains Los Angeles.

Fengjia Village, Tianzhen, Huangxian County.

Located near a low hill.

Outside the village, there is a farmland, and the people here rely on farming for a living.

In a five-mile radius, they are the only village.

Fengjia Village is not big, with 500 people, about [-] households.

Under the street lights, several groups of people gathered together in twos and threes.

In front of these people are five people surrounded by black robes.

They stared at the people in front of them indifferently, their eyes full of incredible.

"tractor!"

A middle-aged man with half-white hair and a flat head was throwing down a few playing cards.

"Do not hit."

The shirtless fat man beside him waved his hand.

"Neither do I."

"Not a big deal."

……

Four middle-aged people are playing poker around a tree-roots table.

Besides them, other surrounding villages in the village were also talking and laughing.

"Second aunt, let me use your sickle. I'm going to cut wheat tomorrow."

"How old are you? Just leave it to your dad! Your dad can do it."

"Hahaha!"

Several women around couldn't help it.

……

"Shut up for Lao Tzu!"

The leading man in black stepped on the ground.

Boom!

The ground collapsed under his feet, and the surroundings vibrated violently several times.

The street lamps overhead can be seen shaking slightly.

"You think I'm joking? Believe it or not, I'll slaughter you now!"

The man in black roared at the surroundings.

"Brother, didn't I ask my son to call my uncle?"

The middle-aged man with a flat head with half-white hair put the cards in his hands together and shouted, "Two dogs!"

"Dad, what's wrong?"

From the house on the side, a shirtless young man ran out.

He is about the same age as Feng Lin, and his height is slightly shorter than Feng Lin, but he is over 1.8 meters.

He has a national character face and a very strong body.

His real name is Feng Dazhuang, his nickname is Ergou, and he is one year older than Feng Lin.

He was Feng Lin's playmate when he was young.

"Give you another call, Lord Feng Lin, and say they can't wait."

Feng Jun urged.

"understood."

Feng Dazhuang took out his mobile phone and dialed Feng Lin's number.

The men in black looked at each other in disbelief.

The leading middle-aged man walked up to Feng Jun and asked, "Aren't you afraid of death?"

"Brother, if we show fear, will you let us go?"

Feng Jun turned his head and asked.

"No." The leader shook his head.

"That's right, we won't let us go anyway, why don't we have fun in time?"

Feng Jun smiled and lit a cigarette.

"You're open to thinking."

The leader said lightly, "So I plan to take you on the road first."

He had never seen such arrogant villagers, and he really thought he was joking with them.

As the top killer of the Dragon Palace, the Dragon King sat down on Xuanwu, one of the three generals.

I don't want to kill these ordinary people.

His purpose this time was just to seal Lin.

But unexpectedly, these people are too crazy.

boom!
Xuanwu punched Feng Jun in the head.

Whoosh!
Feng Jun's body instantly flew out diagonally and hit a telephone pole not far away.

The telephone pole shattered in an instant and fell diagonally.

Boom!

The downed telephone pole just hit the fence of a family.

The entire wall collapsed.

"Fuck!"

Seeing this, other people around were so frightened that they hurriedly fled to their own homes.

"You know you're afraid now? Stop them for me!"

Xuanwu smiled disdainfully and waved his hand.

The four masters behind them all exploded with strength, and they easily pressed them to the ground.

"Knowing that fear is a good thing..."

"Who the hell broke Lao Tzu's wall?"

At this moment, the house of the family who was hit by the telephone pole.

There was an old growl.

All the other people around them put their faces to the ground.

Just then, a shirtless bald man in black shorts and blue slippers came out.

His body was scrawny.

The ribs in front of him can be clearly seen.

"Feng Jun! Mad! Is it you again?"

Feng Youfu found Feng Jun lying beside the telephone pole, grabbed his collar and lifted him up.

"Master, it's not me this time."

Feng Jun was so frightened that he lost his smoke, he waved his hands hastily, and then pointed to a few men in black in the middle of the road, "It's them!"

Feng Youfu turned around, looked at the men in black over there, and roared, "Who is it? Stop for me!"

"Laughing to death, mere ants, dare to be presumptuous in front of us? Old man, is it bad to live..."

A man in black flashed in front of Feng Youfu in an instant.

"I'm going to Nima!"

Feng Youfu slapped the man in black on the face.

Boom!

The man in black's eyes were full of incredible, and he instantly hit the ground.

His neck was bent in a strange posture, and blood was slowly spilling out of his mouth.

I just lost my breath.

Xuanwu, who was still arrogant at first, saw this scene, his body trembled with fright, and he was dumbfounded.

What he brought this time was all at the level of the golden dragon mask.

The four of them are all in the early stages of tempering.

He was slapped to death by a scrawny old man?

Just kidding?
He looked around and found that all the villagers here were too frightened to look up.

He finally understood one thing.

It wasn't me who scared these villagers just now.

It was the telephone pole that smashed the old man's wall.

(End of this chapter)