Urban Flower Protection Dragon

Ling Feng went through the picturesque courtyard and came to the inner room of the green dragon sect.

Just at the door, a woman in fashionable clothes came out.

"Xiaoling, are you okay? If something happens to you, my mother won't live." As soon as the woman saw Zheng Ling, she ran out crying and hugged her.

"It's all right. This brother saved me, otherwise I might not see you." Zheng Ling pointed to Ling Feng on one side and said.

"Sir, thank you for saving linger." The woman said gratefully.

Ling Feng smiled and said, "aunt is fine. It's just a little effort."

"Mr. Ling is tired too. Go to his room and have a rest first. My father has an important meeting today and will personally entertain brother Feng in the evening." Zheng Zhen smiled and said.

"Well, excuse me." Ling Feng nodded and followed the servant to the room.

The Zheng family is very considerate. They specially prepared a room for Ling Feng. Ling Feng is really sleepy. After the bumps all the way, Ling Feng has never rested, so he fell asleep in bed.

In the hazy, Ling Feng felt that the door was opened. Although Ling Feng was sleeping, a little wind and grass around him could not escape his perception.

Dragon Blade appeared in the palm of his hand. He saw a beautiful figure at the door and walked into the house.

"It's Zheng Ling!"

Ling Feng didn't move and narrowed his eyes to see what the ghost girl was thinking.

Zheng Ling tiptoed to Ling Feng's side. Unexpectedly, she squatted on the ground, supported her arm on the bed and looked at Ling Feng foolishly.

"Wow, it's so handsome. It's much more handsome than movie star Li Feilong." The girl murmured.

Hearing Li Feilong's name, Ling Feng was speechless. If that guy knew he had such beautiful fans, he would be crazy.

For about a minute, Zheng Ling had been squatting there staring at him. It seemed that she was going to peep like this all the time. Ling Feng had to cough: "smelly girl, have you seen enough."

Zheng Ling was shocked: "I'm scared to death. You haven't slept."

"You stare at me like a ghost. How can I sleep!" Ling Feng couldn't laugh or cry properly.

"You're like a ghost. It's time for dinner. I've come to ask you to eat." Zheng Ling said embarrassed.

"Yes!" Ling Feng stretched and stood up. Although he had been lying for only more than an hour, it was enough for Ling Feng.

Following Zheng Ling to the restaurant, I saw that the spacious round table was full of people. On a square chair in the middle sat a handsome middle-aged man, who should be Zheng Hao, the leader of the green dragon sect.

Seeing Ling Feng coming, Zheng Zhen quickly stood up: "father, this is Mr. Feng who saved linger."

Zheng Hao's eyes fell on Ling Feng and was surprised in his heart.

I don't know why, in this young man's body, he felt a kind of superior atmosphere, which even made him feel a sense of oppression.

"Mr. Feng, I heard you saved my little girl. Zheng is here first. Thank you." Zheng Hao stood up and said with a smile.

Zheng Hao will stand up to greet the guests. Even Zheng Zhen didn't expect that Zheng Hao, the leader of the green dragon sect, is a generation of heroes. There are not many people who can make him stand up to meet in the black blood city.

Ling Feng smiled and hugged his fist generously: "gang leader Zheng is serious. I just help when I see injustice. Don't be so polite."

"Ha ha, ling'er is our treasure. If something happens to her, I won't let go of me." Zheng Hao came to Ling Feng with a smile.

"Come and sit next to me." Zheng Hao took Ling Feng and sat at the top.

At the beginning of the banquet, Ling Feng was really hungry and talked with everyone while eating.

"It is said that Mr. Ling is from China." Zheng Hao smiled.

"Yes, I'm from Yanjing, China." Ling Feng smiled.

"Huaxia, Yanjing, haven't been home for a long time!" Zheng Hao has a sense of concept in his eyes.

"Gang leader Zheng is also from Yanjing?" Ling Feng asked.

Zheng Hao nodded: "yes, I was not sensible when I was young. I had to leave Yanjing after doing something wrong. Now I think I haven't gone back for more than 30 years."

"Hehe, China has changed a lot now. It's estimated that you can't recognize it when you go back." Ling Feng smiled and said.

"Yes, I heard. By the way, what does Mr. Ling do in China?" Zheng Hao asked tentatively.

Ling Feng smiled: "I do some small business and pass by black blood city."

"Oh!" Zheng Hao knew Ling Feng didn't tell the truth, but he didn't care.

"Brother Feng is very powerful. The bad guys were beaten down by brother Feng." Zheng Ling looked adored.

"Cut, don't you just fight some gangsters? What's the big deal. " Then the first young man under the table muttered in a low voice.

Zheng Ling looked at the young man and said discontentedly, "Zheng Shuang, don't disagree. Brother Feng will fight you and clean up the chicks."

"The man who beat me as a chicken hasn't been born yet. I just don't accept it. Can Mr. Ling compete with me?" Zheng Shuang stood up and looked at Ling Feng provocatively.

"Zheng Shuang has no rules!" At this time, Zheng Hao rebuked with dissatisfaction.

Ling Feng smiled: "gang leader Zheng, young and vigorous is not a bad thing. I like his character."

"Mr. Feng, this child likes martial arts since childhood. He is a martial arts maniac. He wants to be better than me when he sees people. He is almost spoiled by me“ Zheng Shuang said with some embarrassment.

"Well, since the little brother is interested, I'll compete with him." Ling Feng smiled and said.

In fact, Ling Feng didn't want to do it, but if he wanted to be respected by others, he had to show his ability worthy of respect. He obviously felt some people's disdain for him at the dinner table.

"Brother, just wait to be beaten into a chicken by brother Feng!" Zheng Ling teased Zheng Shuang.

"Hum, I'll beat your idol down in a minute to let you know what Chinese Kung Fu is." Zheng Shuang also shook his fist unconvinced.

Ling Feng stood up and came to the center of the hall.

"Let's go to the martial arts arena outside." Zheng Shuang's eager way.

"No, it's enough to deal with you." Ling Feng smiled.

Zheng Shuang's face sank slightly: "how dare you look down on me?"

Ling Feng didn't care: "if you want to be seen, it depends on whether you have such ability."

"Boy, my sister blew you up. Today I'll see how powerful you are." With that, Zheng Shuang's eyes coagulated slightly and put on a posture of facing the enemy.

"Come on." Zheng Shuang pointed.

Ling Feng stood where he was, put his hands in his pockets and smiled: "you'd better come, or we won't have to fight."

"Boy, you're crazy." Zheng Shuang was so angry that he kicked fiercely at his feet and rushed to Ling Feng like lightning.

Ling Feng stood in place and looked at Zheng Shuang with a smile. There was no sign of resistance.

I have to say that Zheng Shuang's speed is really fast. Just in the blink of an eye, his fist will soon touch the tip of Ling Feng's nose. At this time, some female guests on the dinner table can't bear to close their eyes.

Zheng Zhen was also surprised. Is this Ling Feng really a guy who can only boast?

Only guild leader Zheng Hao's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Bang!" One punch blew out. Although Zheng Zhen's strength in his hand decreased a few points when he was about to hit Ling Feng, this punch was enough to blow a person away.

However, Zheng Shuang felt that the fist seemed to hit in the air, and there was no obstacle in front of him. Take a closer look at where there was Ling Feng's shadow in front of him.

"At this time, someone patted me on the shoulder. Little brother, I'm here." Ling Feng said with a smile.

Zheng Shuang was surprised, but his right foot suddenly lifted up and kicked violently, but the seemingly swift foot kicked in the air again.

Zheng Shuang kept attacking, but Ling Feng put his hands in his pockets, but he dodged left and right. From beginning to end, Zheng Shuang didn't even touch Ling Feng's clothes.

Zheng Ling cried proudly, "Zheng Shuang knows what real Kung Fu is. Compared with others, you're just like HuaQuan and embroidered legs."

Zheng Zhen was also shocked. If he were himself, he believed that although he was better than his brother, it was impossible to hit Ling Feng.

Zheng Hao smiled and nodded: "it seems that his judgment is correct. Ling Feng is really not an ordinary person."

After ten moves, Zheng Shuang still chases Ling Feng. Ling Feng frowns. He has given him enough face. If he continues to fight like this, he will have no head. Most importantly, Ling Feng is hungry.

"Be careful, boy." Ling Feng drank coldly. Instead of hiding this time, he went to meet Zheng Shuangchong.

"Bang!"

A figure was kicked off by one foot. Ling Feng only used three layers of strength. Nevertheless, Zheng Shuang was still kicked straight.

"Ha ha ha, good Kung Fu." Zheng Hao clapped his hands and cheered. Although the two had just played more than ten moves, Ling Feng was actually playing the game of cat and mouse in the first ten moves, and even his hands didn't come out in his pockets. The only shot kicked Zheng Shuang away. The strength gap between the two was obvious.

Ling Feng went over and helped Zheng Shuang up: "brother Zheng accepted."

Zheng Shuang stood up with a red face: "brother Feng, I take it."

Ling Feng smiled and patted Zheng Shuang on the shoulder: "your foundation is good, but your moves lack change. Take your time."

"Little bunny, you know what heaven is this time!" Zheng Hao laughed.

Ling Feng and Zheng Shuang returned to their seats and watched Ling Feng's hand. They all showed more respect to Ling Feng and raised glasses and toasts frequently.

Wherever you go, the strong are always feared by everyone.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of dishes, Zheng Hao and Ling Feng talked more and more speculatively. At this time, an old man hurried in outside the door.

The old man whispered a few words in Zheng Hao's ear. Zheng Hao's smiling face suddenly became cloudy.

"Mr. Feng, I have some business to deal with. You eat first and zhener will take good care of Mr. Feng." Zheng Hao stood up.

"Help yourself first, sect leader Zheng." Ling Feng also stood up to see him off.

After the food and drink, Ling Feng and Zheng Zhen left the restaurant. They had just walked to the garden when they met several people in black who came out of the conference hall arrogantly.

Ling Feng's eyes flashed over several people. When he saw the middle-aged man in the first place, Ling Feng's eyes suddenly coagulated and his fists clenched tightly.

"It was him." Ling Feng's heart set off a torrent of anger.