Beauty's personal migrant worker

In the headquarters of the Taizi Party, Yao Fangzheng was sitting in a wheelchair, staring fiercely at the kneeling person below.

"Trash, you are a bunch of trash!" Yao Fang snarled fiercely at the kneeling people below.

The man shivered and kowtowed.

"Young master, that man is really too strong." The man kneeling on the ground cried, "That man's speed is too fast, the bullets can't hit him at all. Even the sniper king's marksmanship can't do anything against him .”

"Sniper King, I'm ashamed to say that my wife and sons have put so much effort into cultivating them, but they can't even kill them." Yao Fang was full of anger: "Where is Sniper King? Let him come to see me!"

Hearing Yao Fang's words, the man kneeling on the ground lowered his head even lower, and he said cautiously: "King Sniper, I was killed by...that devil!"

"What!" Yao Fang patted the wheelchair, wanting to stand up angrily.But as soon as he exerted force, there was a huge pain in his crotch, which made him break out in cold sweat.

"Damn bastard, you dare to kill one of the eight princes of my wife and sons. You are looking for death!" Yao Fang said fiercely, "The poison boxing king, why didn't he come to see me?"

"Young master, the Poison Boxing King, is also dead!"

"What? Who is that man? He is so powerful that he can kill two of the 'Eight Kings'." Yao Fang was shocked in his heart: "Where is that kid, is there nothing wrong?"

"He was injured by the sniper king at the beginning, but he still cut off the sniper king's head with one knife."

"There is also the Poison Boxing King, who was also put down by him with one finger, and then he seemed very angry, breaking all the bones in the Poison Boxing King's body. It's so cruel, so cruel!" After finishing speaking, The man kneeling on the ground couldn't help but began to tremble again.

"Hmph, waste! They are all waste, you are waste, that sniper king is waste, and that poison boxing king is also waste!" Yao Fang said cursingly: "You failed to kill Xiao Lin and Chen Feng, the Xiao family certainly would not Let it go. For the sake of insurance, you can't live in this world anymore."

Yao Fang's words were taken for granted, but the face of the man on the ground turned pale for a while, a flash of viciousness flashed, and he suddenly roared.

"What the hell do you think we are? Kill as much as you want. If I want to live, let me die for you trash!" While shouting, the man rushed towards Yao Fang like a fierce tiger.

Yao Fang looked at the rushing person calmly and sneered.

Because of his injury, he couldn't move, but he didn't need to!

When that person was about to meet Yao Fang, a cold light flashed, and a silver machete suddenly appeared beside him.

"Swipe, brush, brush..."

There was only the sound of cutting and cutting, and the person who rushed forward fell to the ground without humming.

"Whoa-"

The pieces of flesh all over his body slid down from his body, flinging bloody and bloody in front of Yao Fang.

Yao Fang swallowed, and then said carelessly to a person who suddenly appeared beside him: "Sword King, I didn't expect your sword skills to be so powerful, haha, you will avenge my young master's revenge."

The Sword King lowered his head and said nothing, as if he didn't hear Yao Fang's words.

"Hmph!" Seeing this, Yao Fang looked at the sword king with dissatisfaction, and cursed in a low voice: "Isn't it just a dog raised by my concubine, what arrogance!"

Hearing this sentence, an inexplicable look flashed in the corner of Sword King's eyes, but he didn't say anything.

At this moment, a powerful breath suddenly appeared.

"Father, you're finally out!" Yao Fang shouted with joy in his heart.

A figure suddenly appeared beside Yao Fang. The speed made the sword king startled.

"Meet the guild master!" The sword king said respectfully.

It turned out that this person was Yao Wentao, the leader of the Taizi Party.

Ignoring the greeting from the sword king, Yao Wentao's eyes were all on Yao Fang.

"Son, who did it?" Yao Wentao's eyes were full of fierceness.

"Father, you want to avenge the child!" Yao Fang's expression changed drastically, and finally he was crying.He embellished the story of himself and Chen Feng and the others.

"Father, father will definitely avenge you, but now is still a critical period. The ancestor's breakthrough is imminent. Father, I will protect him and cannot leave." After a pause, Yao Wentao said sternly: "Wait a few more days, wait The old ancestor is over, so my father will kill that man named Chen Feng!"

……

At this moment, it is already three poles in the sun.

Chen Feng carried the plastic bag and came to Situ Qiang's residence.

At this time, Chen Feng was wearing those street stalls again.The new dress I just bought officially ended its short life because of what happened last night.

Situ Yunfei had been waiting anxiously at the door for a long time. When he saw Chen Feng appearing, he was overjoyed and immediately brought Chen Feng into the house.

In the room, the old man was sitting on the sofa watching TV, not showing the slightest impatience.Instead, Jin Zhiguang, secretary of the judging committee, seemed restless.

Seeing Chen Feng appearing, Jin Zhiguang hastily greeted him: "Mr. Chen, you are here."

"I have prepared some medicinal materials, but I wasted some time." Chen Feng pointed to the medicinal materials in the plastic bag and said with a smile.

While speaking, Chen Feng had already arrived in front of the old man.

Until now, Chen Feng still didn't know the identity of this old man.But for him, there is no difference in status in treating diseases and saving lives.

"Old man, are you ready?" Chen Feng asked with a faint smile.

The old man nodded resolutely, but did not speak.

OK, wait for me for half an hour.After finishing speaking, Chen Feng entered the kitchen door without looking back, and then slammed the lock.

"What is this Mr. Chen doing?" Jin Zhiguang looked at Situ Qiang full of doubts and asked.

"I don't know either." Situ Qiang spread his hands out of hand, expressing that he didn't know anything.

Half an hour later, Chen Feng appeared in front of everyone holding a bowl of pitch black soup.

"Drink it!" Putting the hot soup in his hand on the table, Chen Feng continued to instruct: "Drink it while it's hot."

"Can this drink?" Jin Zhiguang frowned and asked worriedly.

Not to mention him, whoever picks up this bowl of concoction can't help but ask the same question.The color of this bowl of concoction is as black as ink, and it emits a stench from time to time, like a stinky sock that has been worn for ten days and half a month, it is disgusting.

"Don't worry, the medicinal juice is not poisonous." Chen Feng looked straight at the old man, and said quietly: "However, it is unknown whether you can survive the medicinal power!"

"Hehe." The old man chuckled, picked up the medicinal juice without thinking, and poured it into his mouth.

"Gollum, Gollum—"

The old man swallowed all the concoction without hesitation, then put the bowl away, and said with deep meaning: "Life is a lot of bets, big and small. Although the bet is a bit high, I bet it!" "

Chen Feng was surprised, and when he looked at the old man again, there was already a little more admiration in his eyes.