Martial arts: the beginning of the full-level King Kong is not bad

"Then according to this, wouldn't I take the credit for Lianfeng?"

"Then he is really miserable. He is on the hospital bed, and the credit has to be taken away by the enemy."

"Hehe, if he found out, he might be so mad."

Thinking of this, Chen Fan couldn't help feeling a little amused by the scene of Lian Feng vomiting blood out of his mind.

Shen Xinran chuckled: "It's good that you know."

At this moment, there was a sudden movement in the system.

"Congratulations to the host for triggering the task: Escorting the Canglang Mission to enter the Qingzhou City State Guest House."

"Mission Reward: Full Level Xiao Li Flying Knife."

This Little Li Flying Dao is Li Xun Huan's unique skill, he is known as a hundred hits.

Not only is it powerful, but mainly because of its chicness, which Chen Fan likes very much.

"really not bad."

With this, even if there are any difficult opponents in the future, you can kite all the way.

Chen Fan was secretly delighted, and quickly saluted Shen Xinran, then turned and left.

..........

Sure enough, everything in Zhenfusi's pharmacy was as Chen Fan expected.

After learning about this, Lian Feng was lying on the bedside, vomiting blood to the outside.

"what!!!"

He let out a miserable scream, and his face suddenly turned pale.

After finally regaining some strength, it was in vain under this anger.

Not only was it in vain, but with this mouthful of blood, the injury to the internal organs would have to be even worse.

He never expected that this easy and important task would be robbed by Chen Fan halfway.

The several general flags next to me were a little frightened, but they still helplessly stepped forward to persuade: "My lord, don't get angry, my lord, it is more important to try my best to maintain my health."

"Yes, my lord, no matter how angry you are, there is nothing you can do now. It's better to wait for the injury to heal before making another plan."

Another general flag also hurried forward to help.

Looking at Lian Feng's pale face, the two were always worried that he would not be able to come up with the next breath, and they were so angry that they died here.

Lianfeng's mouth was full of anger, and suddenly he didn't even have the strength to be angry, but he just stared at the sky guard with his eyes full of hatred, gnashing his teeth and muttering something.

"Chen Fan, Chen Fan, just wait, I will definitely find Lord Qianhu to seek justice for me."

"When I recover from my injury, I will definitely take revenge on you at all costs."

"I'll just let you feel complacent for a few days, and you'll have to spit it all out!"

Chen Fan beat him seriously, and made him lose face in the Zhenfu Department. Now he actually took away his chance to do meritorious service. This is really second only to the hatred of killing his father and taking his wife.

If he does not avenge this revenge, Lian Feng vows not to be a human being.

..........

At this time, he was in Jia's mansion.

When Master Jia heard the result of Jia Zong's reply, he was finally completely relieved.

Although it is a bit heartbreaking to waste money and eliminate disasters, as long as the disaster can be eliminated.

But this Jia Daode had made countless enemies over the years, and now he was seriously injured in bed, so he finally found some opportunities.

There are countless people who want to kill him.

Tonight, Jia's mansion was still calm as usual.

After this period of time, under Master Jia's treatment regardless of the cost, Jia Daode's bones are connected.

But after a few months, don't even think about going to the field.

Chapter 38 Young master, young master is ready!

"Damn Chen Fan, if there is a chance in the future, I will definitely not let you go."

"I can't do anything to you now, but the days to come are still long. My young master has a lot of time to spend with you."

"And Qing Yunzhu, that bitch, damn it, he dared to run away with others. Sooner or later, he will punish you properly."

Judd was lying on the bed, his eyes gleaming with hatred, facing the ceiling and swearing through gritted teeth.

Just like Chen Fan's previous judgment, this Jia Daode is a sinister poisonous snake.

Although he is as humble as a dog facing Chen Fan right now, it's just because he doesn't have any strength.

But he was able to hide this hatred in his heart, and waited for Chen Fan to show any flaws in the future, and then bit him fiercely at all costs.

This hatred will support him for ten years, like a brewing poison, and when it erupts, he will be truly terrifying.

"Bang, bang, bang."

There were a few small knocks on the door, and the voice of the servants cowering outside the door.

"Young master, the master boiled a bowl of chicken soup for you, and said he wanted to nourish your body. You should drink some."

"Hmph, then come in."

Jia De didn't really want to drink this bowl of chicken soup, but after all, his mother made it, so he let people in anyway.

"Master, this chicken soup is really good."

A boy with a simple and honest face walked in, holding a bowl of steaming chicken soup in his hand.

When he was talking, his eyes still looked into the chicken soup from time to time, looking a little salivating.

Seeing him like this, Jia De was filled with a sense of superiority.

He glanced at it proudly, and then said loudly: "This is chicken soup made by my mother herself. A servant like you can only smell it."

"Be careful with your hand, if you accidentally break it, your ten-year wages won't be enough for the bowl in your hand."

"Yes, young master, you are distinguished, of course we cannot compare."

The servant was a little timid, but he still held the bowl in his hand even harder and started walking towards Jared.

"As long as you know, just put this chicken soup next to my bed, and you can go."

Jia Daod looked at the servant coldly, and ordered casually.

The servant's face was full of astonishment, and he asked in a low voice: "Master, do you really not want to drink?"

"Who said I won't drink it anymore, I just want to let it cool down before drinking it."

Jadd waved his hand, "Okay, stop talking nonsense, get out of here quickly, I'm very annoyed now."

But at this moment, the simple-faced servant's expression turned ferocious.

"Master, don't you want to try such a good chicken soup?"

Judd became alert, a little scared in his heart, "You, what do you mean?"

The servant laughed sinisterly, and then suddenly ran up, put the bowl on Jia De's face, and then ignored the hot soup, covering his mouth and nose tightly all the time .

Even though his hands were red from the heat, and even a layer of skin was burned off, he still looked at Jiadao viciously, but did not let go of his hands.

"Drink, drink, why the hell don't you drink."

Jia De was extremely shocked, and his eyes were full of horror at this moment.

He looked at the green young man, who looked like a god of death at the moment, his face did not have the simplicity and innocence before, but only the deep hatred and murderous look.

At this time, he covered Jadd's mouth and nose with one hand to prevent him from making any sound, while the other hand tightly grabbed his neck like a pair of iron clamps.

Jia Daod resisted desperately, but he didn't expect that this thin-looking young man burst out with unprecedented strength.

Jia Daode's entire face was already deformed by the heat, and the young man's hands were already extremely festered.

But no matter how the pain-sensing nerves released warnings to him, he only regarded it as an illusion and didn't hold back at all.

Only when Jia De's chest stopped rising and falling, and he must have no strength to shout anymore, did the servant let go of his hands.

While his hands were trembling, he raised his head and shed two lines of clear tears.

It's not pain, it's just the joy after getting revenge.

He hastily wiped away his tears with his sleeve, covered Jadd with a quilt, then hid his scalded hand in his sleeve, and walked out of the room peacefully with the bowl in his other hand.

His expression at this time was completely different from before, and he didn't look any different. No one would have guessed that he had killed his enemy with his own hands just now.

He walked out of the room. At this moment, the two guards at the door were still standing there bored, apparently unaware of what was going on inside.

The servant put on a straight face, walked up to the two of them and shouted in a low voice; "The young master told me just now that he has already rested, please don't go in and disturb him, he needs to rest and recover his energy now, you guys Don't make any noise."

Although the two of them didn't care about this servant, he was using the name of the young master after all, so the two of them responded reluctantly; "Okay, I got it, you can go quickly."

Although they are also servants, they are more or less forceful. If they were normal, they wouldn't bother to talk to him.

The servant had no choice but to pretend to be in a hurry and left quickly.

"Hey, third child, why do you think he hides one hand in his sleeve?"

"Maybe he's hiding a hidden weapon in that hand."

The two looked at each other, but suddenly burst into laughter together.

"Hahahaha, that kid who looks like a monkey."

"What are you thinking? Hahaha, he was able to assassinate the young master without any movement. I think you read too many stories from the story."

The more they chatted, the more excited they became, and the servant who had already run outside at this time also ran faster and faster.

He pretended nothing happened and walked out of the gate of Jia's mansion, and then began to run wildly in the deep night.

When he finally left Jia's mansion far away, he went to a remote forest and began to kneel down on the ground, crying out of breath.

"vomit--"

Because he was crying too hard, he couldn't help retching.