mad dragon son-in-law

Chapter 1177
On the second floor of the teahouse, everyone looked at Xiao Feng in disbelief.

There was no other sound but the howling of the youth in pain, and the stamping of the youth's feet in pain.

Even Pei Dengke, who was sitting next to Xiao Feng, was stunned, completely unaware that the so-called "teaching" was so simple, rude and reckless!

As for Xiao Feng, who attracted everyone's attention, he asked as if nothing had happened, "Is there a slaughterhouse near here?"

"Slaughter, slaughterhouse..." Pei Dengke couldn't help being startled, he didn't understand why Xiao Feng asked this suddenly, but he answered honestly: "As far as I know, there is no slaughterhouse nearby.

And according to the regulations, it seems that the construction of slaughterhouses is not allowed. "

Xiao Feng frowned: "No? That's strange.

There is no slaughterhouse, how did I just hear the sound of killing a dog or killing a pig?

It's a terrible cry, don't you hear it? "

"Uh..." Pei Dengke took a look, and the young man who was gasping for breath couldn't help but feel a little out of touch.

"My friend, you are going too far!" Wang Ziping jumped up and glared.

Xiao Feng still behaved like a normal person, shrugged at Pei Dengke and said: "See, there are some things, you have to let him know what pain is, so that he will look at you straight.

To put it bluntly, this kind of thing is a cheap bone, a typical bullying! "

"Damn it!" Wang Ziping yelled, picked up the tea bowl on the table, and was about to throw it at Xiao Feng, but was stopped by the smoky makeup woman in advance.

Others may not have noticed it, but she was very clear that Xiao Feng's seemingly random splash just now was not something ordinary people could do.

Especially on the carpet, there are no obvious splash marks, just like the water stream is shot straight from the water gun, hitting the target, which is even more terrifying!
These details seem to be insignificant, but it is often these seemingly insignificant details that can explain a lot of problems...

"Mister, you don't seem to be from the capital?" The woman stared at Xiao Feng with a tepid tone.

Xiao Feng looked him up and down, nodded calmly, and said, "What's wrong with not being from Kyoto?
Not everyone can enter this place, so why can't I, a foreigner, come here? "

"Sir, you don't need to be so hostile, I just asked casually." The woman smiled slightly, went straight to Xiao Feng, stretched out her right hand and said, "My name is Lin Bingqiao, if you don't mind, we can be friends."

"Bingqiao, you..." Wang Ziping showed obvious displeasure.

But Lin Bingqiao ignored it, and still looked at Xiao Feng with a smile, without any hostility in his eyes.

Xiao Feng lowered his eyes, looked at the white palm, chuckled lightly, and immediately took a step forward, grabbing his wrist and bringing it to his chest.

"You fucking let go of Bingqiao!" Wang Ziping couldn't hold back anymore, and threw the tea bowl in his hand.

Xiao Feng dodged sideways and grabbed Lin Bingqiao's wrist, but he still didn't let go.

"Sir, what do you mean?" Lin Bingqiao frowned slightly.

"Should I ask you this question?" Xiao Feng asked back with a fake smile, the thumb of the other hand clasped Lin Bingqiao's wrist, and then quickly tugged it.

"Tear!"

The sound was like tape being torn off, or like cloth being torn from it.

Wang Ziping cursed: "Damn it! How dare you..."

But halfway through the scolding, it couldn't go any further.

Because in Xiao Feng's hand, there was a square, palm-sized thing that looked similar to human skin.

The most surprising thing is that there are lines of palms on it!
This discovery shocked everyone, and at the same time they turned their eyes to Lin Bingqiao's palm, but saw that there was no damage to the palm.

"Brother Ba, this, this..." Pei Dengke was so surprised that he no longer knew what to ask.

And the others are no better than him, the only thing they can do right now is to stare blankly at Xiao Feng, waiting for his next move.

Xiao Feng didn't keep everyone waiting too long, he reached out his hand on the "skin" and took off three silver needles as thin as hair.

Then, shaking in front of Lin Bingqiao's eyes, he said cheerfully, "Is this the way you make friends?"

"How did you find out?" Lin Bingqiao asked coldly, her face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost.

Xiao Feng naturally couldn't answer, he smiled and pulled the opponent's palm in front of him, and handed back the "skin" and the three silver needles together.

In fact, he was able to see through the disguise in Lin Bingqiao's hands, thanks to Nengren, a non-famous master of disguise.

Although Xiao Feng's eyesight is not bad, but after all, he has a specialization in art, and it is impossible to be as sharp-eyed as Monkey King, who can see through all falsehoods.

During the period of teaching with Xiao Feng and others, Nengren would occupy the time after class every day after the class was over.

Tell everyone about the classification of camouflage levels, how to see through other people's camouflage, and how to prevent your own camouflage from being seen through.

In this way, all the courses are over, and this ability to see through the disguise has been subtly taught by Neng Ren to Xiao Feng and others.

Of course, you will know it, but how much you can master and whether you can really apply it proficiently depends on your personal comprehension.

And Xiao Feng, in terms of comprehension, has never been lacking!
Judging by Lin Bingqiao's camouflage, Xiao Feng judged it to be of an average level, and compared with the mask on his face, it was several grades worse.

At this moment, the atmosphere on the second floor became tense and delicate...

Anyone can see the purpose of Lin Bingqiao's "hidden needle in her hand".

Xiao Feng saw through the disguise, but didn't speak, which made people's heart beat unavoidably.

At this moment, there was a sound of hurried footsteps at the stairway.

"Where is Wang Ziping? Get out of here!"

Qi Guanghe hadn't shown up yet, but his voice had already come up.

Not long after, a group of 30 people ran up to the second floor, and Qi Guanghe was the last to appear. After seeing Pei Dengke, he asked with concern: "Is there no loss?"

Before Pei Dengke could answer, Wang Ziping snorted coldly and said, "Your people didn't suffer, but mine did."

Saying that, he stretched out his finger and pointed at the young man whose face was flushed red from the heat.

Qi Guanghe frowned slightly. He asked Pei Dengke if he was okay. In fact, it was a polite remark in essence, just like meeting acquaintances on the street and asking each other if they had eaten.

The reason is very simple, he also dealt with Wang Ziping quite a few times, knowing that although the other party has a vicious mouth, he also knows how to measure and will not really fight.

But now it seems that the situation is not good...

"Brother Pei, what's the matter?" Qi Guanghe turned his head and asked.

Pei Dengke took a step forward and explained the situation: "Brother Ba and I have taken the second floor to drink tea and chat here, but that bastard Wang Ziping brought a group of people and called me your dog when he came up.

Afterwards, Ma Digua and Zhang Chengcheng also made up a song to scold, Brother Ba showed his loyalty and didn't want to see me being humiliated, so he splashed him with tea. "

As soon as the words were finished, Zhang Zai, who was scalded to the point of blisters on his chin, said angrily, "It's not tea, it's boiling water, boiling water!
Hiss... hey! "

(End of this chapter)