Pushing forward to be invincible: starting from adding points in the dream

That afternoon.

Chen Feng walked out of the martial arts hall and said goodbye to Lin Hao.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion.

He could feel that Lin Hao’s attitude towards him had quietly changed.

Unlike the deliberate concealment in the past, there was a more silent intimacy.

“Shall I take you?”

Lin Hao asked with a smile, pointing to the car in the parking lot downstairs of the martial arts hall.

Blue, Mercedes-Benz, obviously more expensive than Aunt He’s car in the supermarket.

“No, I’ll just take the bus.”

Chen Feng shook his head. He knew that the two of them were not going the same way, so there was no need to bother about it.

“Okay, then you go slower.”

“Okay.”

Chen Feng waved his hand, and the two said goodbye.

Then, he walked to the bus stop.

At the same time, he also saw Wu Tian and Pei Yue driving a black jeep past the roadside.

The two looked at each other through the car window for a moment, but Chen Feng didn’t care too much.

He never liked to argue too much with fools.

"It's someone from Tianheng Society."

With a flash of his eyes, Chen Feng looked around and didn't notice any malicious intent.

The black car that was following him was not seen either, and it had obviously left long ago.

He thought for a moment, and then saw the bus coming.

Chen Feng didn't delay any longer, and quickly got on the bus to scan the code, and then found an empty seat by the window and sat down.

This is the central urban area of ​​Nanjiang City.

There are many high-rise buildings around, and the layers of glass windows reflect the afterglow of the sunset, which looks like a sea of ​​buildings.

Between the interlaced buildings, shopping malls and department stores are lined up one by one, one after another.

Looking up and looking out, you can see holographic projections floating outside the buildings of some big brands, like a piece of virtual scene that intersects with reality.

"Technology is indeed far more advanced than the earth."

Chen Feng glanced at it and thought of the discussion he heard in the martial arts hall today.

It is said that there are already technological items such as muscle strengthening liquid and life potion on the market that can strengthen the physique of ordinary people.

However, due to the different policies of the local joint councils, it has not yet been officially circulated to Nanjiang City.

Only some small channels can have the opportunity to buy it.

"However, it seems that there are also items with such effects inside the martial arts hall."

"It is called a secret medicine, which can only be used for martial arts practice."

With a flash of curiosity in his eyes, Chen Feng thought of Xu Dongtai who had defeated him.

According to what Lin Hao revealed privately, the other party had taken the secret medicine, but it was incomplete and the medicinal effect was ordinary.

As the thought came up, Chen Feng had some ideas in his mind.

But soon, the bus suddenly stopped, interrupting his thoughts.

"Beep beep beep!"

"Why is there a traffic jam again!"

"Oh my god, look!"

The horns outside kept sounding, and many people in the car also looked up.

Chen Feng looked and soon saw a surprising scene.

At the intersection in front of the asphalt road, under the sidewalk of the traffic light.

Dozens of people gathered together, holding long banners, blocking the road, and shouting many words.

"Protest! Protest!"

"Protest the Joint Parliament Ordinance and strongly demand strict gun control!"

"Protest!!!"

The words on the banner came into view, and the shouting voices of the crowd were also heard by Chen Feng.

Somewhat surprised, unlike the memory of the original body, this was the first time he saw the so-called mass parade.

Most of those holding banners and shouting loudly were young people, and a few were ragged, obviously middle-aged people whose lives were not satisfactory.

Suddenly, the road was completely congested and paralyzed, and the discussion of the crowd around became more and more noisy.

"I heard that it was the recent robbery of the gold shop, which caused several people to be accidentally injured by guns."

"I heard about it too. It seems that two people were not rescued, and one of them was a little girl."

"It seems that guns should be strictly controlled."

Most of the discussions were in support of the parade and protest.

However, it was obvious that few people dared to get off the car to join them.

Because in less than a few minutes, several flying cars were seen coming from the sky above the high-rise building.

Red and blue lights flashed, and the flying cars were white and gray. It was obvious that the people from the Security Bureau had arrived.

Buzz!

The air wave was lifted, and the crowd was staggering under the strong wind.

After a while, tear gas was thrown from the air, and the so-called marching crowd was suppressed in the blink of an eye.

"One-sided."

Chen Feng narrowed his eyes and watched it all silently.

In less than ten minutes, the crowd was fully controlled by the security guards. Some people fled, leaving only banners and messes on the ground.

At the end, the road finally returned to normal.

Chen Feng was sitting on the bus and witnessed a middle-aged man being handcuffed and kneeling on the ground.

And it happened that the security guard who subdued him looked familiar.

"Be honest, don't resist!"

"Huh?"

Xiang Jianjun suddenly felt a familiar gaze on the middle-aged man who was handcuffing the marching.

He tilted his head and saw the bus slowly driving away, as if a figure had withdrawn his gaze from him.

"What's wrong, Captain Xiang?" asked the young security guard on the side.

"Nothing."

Shaking his head, Xiang Jianjun didn't think much about it.

Instead, he looked at the overturned road guardrails and the messy banners that were trampled with dirty footprints.

"It's getting more and more messy."

With a sigh, Xiang Jianjun said with a melancholy tone and a tired face.

The young security guard beside him was silent after hearing this, and he also felt the same way.

Not only has the robbery case at the gold shop not been solved, but another one has recently broken out.

The number of protest marches has also begun to rise, and there are more and more cases of bodies with missing internal organs.

The pressure on their security department is getting greater and greater.

"Hey"

"Hey."

In the supermarket, Aunt He sighed when she saw Chen Feng coming.

"I don't know what happened to the machine at the door. It hasn't made a sound all afternoon."

Hearing this, Chen Feng paused.

Only then did he realize that the mechanical reminder sound of welcome did not appear.

"It should be broken."

Chen Feng said, and then walked to the cashier's position and put on a red employee vest.

"Does Sister Liu know?"

"I know, but the master who repaired this thing said that he is too busy today and can only come tomorrow."

"Oh." Chen Feng nodded, but there was no expression.

Seeing this, Aunt He stopped chatting with him, and soon smiled and waved goodbye, and drove away.

Similarly, Li Hongxia, who had finished cleaning and was ready to hand over her shift, also changed into the clothes of a deliveryman and walked to the cashier's position.

Xu Yao was standing beside him, carrying a schoolbag and with shoulder-length hair tied into a ponytail.

She was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt with a cartoon cat pattern on it.

"Xiao Feng, Sister Zhang said she will be here soon. I'm in a hurry here, so I'll leave first."

"Okay, take care, Sister Hongxia."

"Bye, Brother Chen Feng."

Xu Yao said in a low voice, still not daring to look Chen Feng in the eye.

In response, Chen Feng smiled slightly, raised his hand and gently rubbed her head.

After a while, he watched the other party get on the battery car with red ears, and followed the anxious Li Hongxia to leave.