The name of Xiao Feng

Chapter 280 The 28-year-old Elderly

The old inmate next door to Xiao Feng glanced at Xiao Feng, sighed, and said in a low voice, "Back then I was young and vigorous, and I beat a son-in-law."

Xiao Feng frowned, "Didn't you beat people up?"

The old man shook his head, his voice was not loud, "No, I just punched him."

"Is it locked up until now?"

Xiao Feng was surprised.

The old man glanced at Xiao Feng, "Another thing to say, I'm only 28 this year, don't call me old man."

The corner of Xiao Feng's mouth twitched, and he looked at the old man in the next cell in disbelief, "You said you were 28?"

The old man nodded, and when he was about to explain something, a voice from the head of the prison sounded not far away, "Why are you arguing? Who dares to talk nonsense again, I pulled out his tongue!"

Hearing this, the old man shut his mouth tightly and refused to say anything more.

The next day, someone came to take Xiao Feng out.

The broken sword was put into the ring by him, and he would never let the Duan family see that thing, so it became very strenuous to walk, and that person dragged Xiao Feng away.

He was taken to a place that looked like a steel processing factory, and the man gave Xiao Feng a hammer to strike iron.

"Do it well! Don't be lazy! If you find that you are lazy, don't even think about eating lunch today!"

The man glared at Xiao Feng viciously, then turned and left.

Xiao Feng weighed the hammer in his hand, looked at the stove in front of him, curled his lips, took it out with iron tongs and put it aside to beat.

"The old man said he was 28 years old?" Xiao Feng casually knocked on the red iron ore, still thinking about the situation of the old man.

Either the old man was lying to him, or there was something about getting old fast...

"Absorption lifespan?"

Xiao Feng frowned, "Could it be the Spirit Devouring Clan again?"

Snapped!
A whip landed on Xiao Feng's back, although he didn't feel any pain, Xiao Feng still screamed in cooperation.

"Give me a good job!"

The man swinging the long whip shouted coldly, Xiaofeng took a look at him and remembered his appearance, then didn't say anything more, and began to beat the iron more frequently.

Seeing Xiao Feng's indifferent gaze, the man lashed him with a whip in retaliation, "A prisoner, what can you do to me!"

Xiao Feng didn't pay attention to anything, he didn't bother to have the same knowledge as this guy, but he didn't mind if there was a conflict with the Duan family in the future, if he met this person again, he would be done with it.

If you knock on the iron for a day, you can only eat one meal.

People here have almost no problem of food and clothing, after all, it is not bad to survive.

In the middle of the night, Xiao Feng spat out the Najie hidden in his mouth, and took out some food with his backhand, not because he was hungry, but purely for grinding his teeth.

Of course, there are other reasons.

"Hey! Where did you get the roast chicken!"

The old man in the prison next door smelled the fragrance, and suddenly woke up from his deep sleep. He waved his hand towards Xiao Feng, and growled in a low voice, "Hurry up and give me half! Otherwise, I will tell the old warden here to come At that time, no one has to eat."

Xiao Feng smacked his mouth, tore off his leg and threw it over.

The old man, who hadn't seen meat for many years, hurriedly used the chicken leg and gnawed it quickly. He quickly gnawed off all the meat on the bone, and even tried to crush the bone.

"More...give me some more!"

The old man looked at Xiao Feng eagerly through the iron fence.

Xiao Feng laughed, "You haven't finished what you wanted to tell me before. You told me that you are 28 years old, which 28-year-old has gray hair like you?"

The old man sighed.

"28-year-olds certainly don't look like me, but I am 28."

He pointed to a few cells next to him, "The one who looks middle-aged is nineteen years old this year. The other one who looks five or sixty years old is 60 this year. Cherish your current appearance, or you will too Like us."

"Why? What did they do to you?"

"Gudu...you give me another chicken leg!"

"It's all for you."

Xiao Feng threw all the remaining roast chicken over, the old man grabbed it and stuffed it into his mouth hastily.

After about a quarter of an hour, the old man kept licking his fingers, not letting go of every trace of oily smell on them.

At this time, he looked at Xiao Feng, "Actually speaking, we don't know what happened, they will drive us to a place every once in a while, and after a while, we will fall asleep first, and when we wake up When I came here, I realized that I was a lot older.”

Speaking of this, the old man sighed, "You can see that I look so old and aged. In fact, I have only been there three times. I think the next time I go, it will be the last time."

The old man didn't hide anything from Xiao Feng. After all, anyone can ask about this kind of thing, and he will face this kind of thing himself, so there is no need to hide it.

Xiao Feng nodded, leaned against the railing and closed his eyes, as if he was about to fall asleep.

"Hey, where did you get the roast chicken? Can you still get it?"

The old man grabbed the bones into his mouth again, and some bones still had shreds of meat in their seams, so he licked them again.

Another day passed.

This day, Xiao Feng discovered that the path he was taken to did not seem to be the place where he was going to forge iron.

Although he had already been blindfolded with a black cloth, this did not prevent Xiao Feng from recognizing his way in the slightest.

After walking for a while, he found that the destination seemed to be a yard, with some flowers and plants planted around it, and there was a burst of fragrance.

"Hmph! Didn't expect that!"

The black cloth covering Xiao Feng's eyes was violently ripped off, and the other party looked at Xiao Feng with a condescending expression, "Did you ever think that there will be today?"

"Where's Duan Muyao?"

Xiao Feng didn't pay attention to Duan Yuxuan in front of him, this girl didn't threaten her at all, she was the only one who dared to dance like this with her life and death under his control?
Duan Yuxuan kept staring at Xiao Feng's face, and when she saw the other person's expression was calm, she couldn't help but feel angry.

"Now your life is in my hands! You'd better listen to me honestly, otherwise I only need one word, and your corpse will be torn apart!"

"You killed Duan Muyao?"

Xiao Feng didn't pay attention to Duan Yuxuan's words, but began to look at this small courtyard. In his opinion, this courtyard is more interesting than the noisy woman in front of him.

Zheng!
Duan Yuxuan drew out a sword, put it on Xiao Feng's neck, and said in a cold voice, "Hurry up and undo the brand in my soul, or I will cut you off! If you are dead, no one will be able to control the brand." !"

Xiao Feng looked around, this woman seemed unwilling to reveal the fact that she was controlled by him, otherwise there would be no guards left around.

With a slight movement in his mind, Duan Yuxuan instantly had a splitting headache, and couldn't even grasp the long sword and fell to the ground.

"Come and help me, let's go into the room and talk slowly."

"Don't even think about it! Ah—"

(End of this chapter)