The Dragon from Hell

Qin Feng looked back and saw a dark middle-aged man standing at the gate. He was holding a worn-out backpack in one hand and a pickaxe in the other. His face and body were covered with dust. He looked like he had just come back from work.

Seeing two strangers standing at the door of his house, the man's face was full of rage.

But when he saw Qin Feng and Zhong Mengran's clothes, his face instantly became extremely ugly.

The man dropped the pickaxe in his hand without a second thought, but still held the pickaxe tightly. He hurried over with a cautious look on his face: "My dears, what's the matter with you coming to my house?"

"I don't think I've seen you, my wife is seriously ill, and it would be bad if you were sick. Why don't you come with me outside and tell me what you have to say."

"If my son offends you, you can vent your anger on me, and I will never complain!"

The middle-aged man thought about it for a long time in his mind. Apart from Ah Xing, he really couldn't think of any reason for this small place to provoke these two.

He was holding a pickaxe in his hand, and the veins on the back of his hand were bulging. He looked like he could fight Qin Feng at any time, but his tone was full of flattery and humility.

But Qin Feng could see that his eyes were definitely not the eyes of an ordinary citizen.

He had seen this man before. When he just arrived at this state of mind yesterday, Ah Xing accidentally bumped into him, and the man quickly ran out to apologize.

The man had a broken head at that time, and today you can still see the rough bandage marks on his head.

But it was just wrapped with a cloth strip, and no medicine was applied at all.

And the look he gave me now was completely different from yesterday.

Yesterday it was on the street, and it was Ah Xing who took the initiative to bump into him. The man's attitude was very low, almost humble to the dust.

He hadn't said anything yet, but he had already broken his head, which showed how humble he was.

However, today I showed up in his house rashly. Although he still looked humble, his eyes were full of wolfishness when he looked at Qin Feng, as if as long as Qin Feng dared to step into this room, he would pounce on him and bite Qin Feng's neck with his fangs.

Zhong Mengran also discovered this, but neither of them moved, because the middle-aged man in front of them was indeed an ordinary person.

Like Qin Feng, he had no trace of spiritual power fluctuations.

He was a mortal.

"Dad, they are not bad people!" Just as the two looked at each other, Ah Xing's voice came from the house. He hurried out and blocked the middle-aged man and Qin Feng. He opened his arms and looked up at the middle-aged man: "Dad, they are all my friends!"

"Friends?" Hearing this, the middle-aged man was stunned and subconsciously looked at Qin Feng and Zhong Mengran.

Qin Feng smiled, half raised his hands and took a step back, and the whole person retreated back to the yard: "It seems that our sudden visit has indeed caused a lot of misunderstandings. Uncle, don't worry, Ah Xing and I are friends regardless of age, and today I am just a guest, with no other intentions."

Hearing Qin Feng call "uncle" and "friend regardless of age" again and again, the middle-aged man was speechless for a while.

In fact, after Qin Feng approached this man just now, he realized that the man in front of him was not a middle-aged man, but actually less than 30 years old.

I don't know why, but the man's facial features are just as regular as Ah Xing's, and he can even be described as a sharp-looking man.

But because of years of hard work, he has a lot of fine lines at the corners of his eyes, and his face is covered with coal dust, which covers up his original brilliance.

And the man is obviously very tall, and he should be about the same height as Qin Feng when he stands up straight, but when he saw him yesterday, he was hunched over and walked a little lame.

Coupled with his dusty clothes, he really looks like a middle-aged man.

But if he washes off this and dresses up well, the man is definitely a handsome man.

At least he is handsome.

Qin Feng raised his eyebrows slightly: It seems that his previous guess was right, Ah Xing's family should be avoiding someone's pursuit, both Ah Xing and his father deliberately painted their faces black with coal dust, looking sloppy and unrecognizable.

But he didn't show any abnormality, just smiled and looked at the man: "It seems that we really came at the wrong time."

Ah Xing was anxious at this time, and grabbed his father's clothes: "Dad, the things I brought back yesterday were given to me by them, and they helped me, so I was not arrested by the brigade!"

"Just now they just heard mother talking and wanted to come over to say hello, they didn't mean to hurt us, dad, don't chase them away!"

The man looked down and saw a seven or eight-year-oldThe boy looked anxious, and his eyes were red.

"Dad, they are my friends!"

The boy looked stubborn, and it was the first time he showed such an expression in front of him.

And Ah Xing said Qin Feng was his friend, and this was the first time the boy brought a friend home.

The man looked at Qin Feng with a complicated expression: "Are you...really Ah Xing's friends?"

"Of course," Qin Feng smiled and nodded: "We two came here to travel, and what happened yesterday was an accident, but I didn't expect Ah Xing to be grateful and come to the inn to thank me today. I heard that his mother was sick, so I wanted to follow her to see her."

Perhaps because Qin Feng was indeed Ah Xing's benefactor, or perhaps because Qin Feng took the initiative to retreat to the yard, the man's tense body relaxed a lot, but he still didn't put down the pickaxe in his hand.

"You two are really joking. You helped Ah Xing and also helped our family. You are our family's benefactors!" The man bent his body slightly, showed a flattering smile to Qin Feng, and touched his head with a simple and honest gesture: "Our Ah Xing is just a child. How can he be qualified to be friends with you two? You really embarrassed me by saying that!"

"Well, I'm afraid that my family's conditions will dirty your clothes. How about you two go outside and wait for a while, I will take some money and invite you to the restaurant in front for a while?"

It seems that he still minds Qin Feng and the others staying in the yard. When talking, he even blocked the door with his body, as if he didn't want Qin Feng and the others to see the scene inside.

He said that the house was messy, but in fact, he was not less vigilant against Qin Feng and the others.

He said he was afraid of dirtying their clothes, but in fact he was afraid that they would break in.

Qin Feng smiled slightly and did not force it: "No need to eat, I know there is a teahouse in front, if you don't mind, bring Ah Xing and we can go there and sit together."