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Thin lips frowned, no doubt, this guy looked even more annoying, he said: "Many years ago, when I was on a mission, my father wanted to buy me a high-bred pony, how much did he do?" I got a part of the reward..."

"No matter what the motive is, it's not a good thing to be greedy for the money that Mo's teammates deserve!" Feng Qinglang continued to comment casually. In his opinion, it is not bad to have someone to talk to when changing clothes, and to listen to a short story. experience.

Thin lips glared at Feng Qinglang angrily, and his breathing became rapid, but he quickly calmed down again. The idiot in front of him must have thought that if he dressed decently, he could die decently, but he didn't know that once the torture started, he would soon die. He tore his suit to pieces.

Thin lips continued: "However, my father was besieged by his subordinates because of this, and he was brutally killed! I was only eight years old at the time, and I could only shiver in my mother's arms, watching my father being hanged alive by them on the dead tree. On the tree!"

Even though I have told it many times to a dying person like Feng Qinglang, every time I say this, my thin lips are still uncontrollably indignant and trembling.

Seeing Feng Qinglang's movements paused, he couldn't help snorting proudly. He asked himself that no matter who he was after such a painful experience, he should feel pity. There were several times before when he took revenge, some guys even knelt down and offered He kowtowed to himself and asked for his forgiveness.

He said slowly and cruelly: "Since then, I have made up my mind that I must take revenge! Kill all the bastards in the mercenary group one by one, so that I can vent my anger!"

"There are more than 1000 people. Wouldn't that mean killing them to the bone? Many of them may have died of old age and illness?" Feng Qinglang was already changing into a pair of ordinary warrior thick cloth trousers, and she still didn't forget to make a comment.

Thin lips felt that he was even angrier. Why did the bastard in front of him focus on the number of people...

He said coldly: "So far, I have killed 170 six! Originally, there should be one more, but you saved it!"

While tying up her belt, Feng Qinglang asked doubtfully, "So, you want to kill me too?"

Thin lips felt that the other party had good understanding, and said with a sneer, "Yes, the one who hinders my revenge is my enemy! Don't worry, after killing you, it's your turn to save that person."

Feng Qinglang smiled wryly and said: "But, these years, have you ever thought about why your father was besieged by the old buddies who have worked with him for many years after being greedy for a little money? That can only show that it is not a little money, Moreover, it is no longer a one-time or two-time event, which is why it caused public anger! Also, they let you and your mother go, which also shows from another angle that they are not really bad people..."

Thin lips became angry, and he yelled at Feng Qinglang: "They are willing to let our mother and son go, it must be my father's eyes that died on the dead tree, staring at them fiercely!"

Feng Qinglang felt that this person was a little unreasonable, so she didn't argue, so she shrugged and said, "Well, it might be like this!"

When he said this, he checked his mental state and made sure that the shackles of his soul had gradually disappeared. After putting aside one thought, he lowered his head and tied the laces on his boots.

Such indifference greatly irritated the thin lips, and he even changed his tone slightly: "It's rare for me to find someone to talk to, and I wanted to say something more, but now it seems that there is no need for it, you can beg for mercy now Now, you can repent."

Feng Qinglang laughed and said, "What should I repent for?"

Thin lips said angrily: "You should repent for saving the 170th seventh person, and for your wrong evaluation of my misfortune..."

He felt that he couldn't bear it anymore, a test tube filled with pitch-black liquid suddenly came into his hands, and he threw it at Feng Qinglang's neck, which happened to be lowered. According to his experience, he believed that the test tube would burst immediately, and then The viscous venom will penetrate through the pores and penetrate into the viscera of this hateful guy, and then live and die in pain.

As for whether to intensify his pain, maybe he can consider adding some cursed magic patterns at that time, this guy is so hateful, and he must not be allowed to die easily.

It's a pity that everything in the imaginary didn't happen, the test tube seemed to hit an invisible barrier, and just bounced back like this, still following the original trajectory, exactly the same.

Just when the thin lips almost instinctively wanted to take it again, the test tube burst in his hand, and in the blink of an eye, the venom had already integrated into his body, and his palm had turned blue-black...

He immediately wanted to take out the antidote, but found that his whole body seemed to be imprisoned by an invisible force, and he couldn't move at all. After all, his thin lips were not ignorant, and his eyes turned to Feng Qinglang in fear, and tremblingly said: "Kong... The law of space!"

He suddenly realized that he seemed to have provoked a terrifying existence that must never be provoked.

It just so happened that Feng Qinglang had just tied her shoelaces, raised her head, and was still as calm and calm as he had seen when he first came in, and even her eyes just passed over her body, before she turned around and continued to pack her clothes into the prepared bag.

"Let... let me go!" Thin lips thought of those revenge targets who knelt and begged for mercy. If he could still move, he would definitely choose to kneel and beg for mercy now. This kind of heart-piercing pain is unbearable for abnormal people, and This kind of pain will intensify infinitely as time goes by.

At this time, Feng Qinglang was solemnly putting on a pair of glasses, and looked at the vanity mirror for a while before turning around again. What shocked her thin lips was that Feng Qinglang's disguise technique in front of her was already enough to make her smile. He was amazed, but now that he put on this pair of glasses, he became a completely different person. This is clearly just a simple and honest little fat man who is harmless to humans and animals...

Thin lips knew that he could not be spared seeing this scene. Under the endless pain, he only felt that living was a kind of pain. He tremblingly said: "Give... me a happy time! Please... please is you!"

Feng Qinglang looked around and felt that everything was settled, so she finally nodded and said, "Okay."

A burst of sharpness passed through the throat with thin lips, and he heard the sound of rushing water, just like the never-ending mountain spring by the village when he was a child, and like his mother's gentle smile, he could still vaguely hear her exhorting I don't want to think about revenge, but I have hardened my heart, left my mother, and left my hometown to seek the power of revenge...

He finally heard the voice of the person who blocked his progress: "I'm sorry to let your final number stay at 170 six, but this is not a bad thing."

The sound faded away, and the whole world returned to darkness and silence.

Feng Qinglang jumped out of the window and didn't look back anymore. In the world of Innocence City, it was the most normal thing for an unknown corpse to appear in the hotel. The hotel owner naturally had his own way to settle it.

In the city of Innocence in the evening outside, it was just the beginning of the lights, and the falling snow reflected the lights, there was always an indescribable extravagant atmosphere.

Just walking through a long street, Feng Qinglang had dismissed the accusations of three professional women. When he reached the corner of the street, he glanced at the copper city map, where the landmark buildings were all on it. The position of the Mercenary Association was about to move forward, but because of the action of looking at the schematic diagram, someone immediately approached him: "Your Excellency, you look very strange, are you an outsider? Do you need a guide? I only need three silver coins , I will send you for two days."

"Hey, my lord, when I saw you, I felt like a match. I only need two silver coins, and I can help you find some special products, which can be discounted!"

"Dude, are you ruining the market? This is not good!"

"..."

Feng Qinglang doesn't have the spare time to talk to them. There are quite a few unscrupulous guides here. The so-called guide fee is always a starting price. Even bidding in front of you is just to make you think you got the best price.

After evading the harassment of several pickpockets and avoiding two street scams, he finally entered the Flame Mercenary Association and got a message from Tang Xuan:

Innocence Opera House, [-] p.m. every night.All kinds of operas, wonderful praises.Ends at the end of the month.

Feng Qinglang understood the meaning of this seemingly advertisement message, he looked at the wall clock, the time was just right, and he should be able to catch up with the opening if he rushed there.