Chapter 39

Chapter 39

Looking at Sun Bao again, sweat the size of soybeans continued to protrude from his forehead, his face was ashen-colored, and he was shaking like he was sifting chaff.

"Sun Bao!"

When these two words came out of Lin Feng's mouth, Sun Bao only felt a chill all over his body.

"You...what are you going to do?"

Lin Feng sneered, did not answer him, but walked towards him step by step.

Seeing Lin Feng gradually approaching, Sun Bao swallowed a mouthful of saliva reflexively, his feet softened, and he sat down on the ground.

There seemed to be slow footsteps, but every step was like a heavy drum hitting his chest hard.

At this time, Lin Feng was no longer the poor and white kid. In Sun Bao's eyes, he was a devil from hell!
cold.

Biting cold!

He couldn't help shivering.

Obviously there was not even half a minute, but Sun Bao felt as if half a century had passed.

When he looked up again, his clothes were soaked in cold sweat.

"You...what do you want to do?"

"You just said that you want me to get under your crotch, right?"

As he spoke, Lin Feng spread his legs.

"I used to be too lazy to argue with you, but you seem to like to push your nose on your face very much!"

"Didn't you say that in Haicheng, if you say you are second, then no one dares to be the first? I wonder, from the beginning to the present, which one of your food and clothing was earned by yourself?" ? But just relying on the name of the Sun family, I really regard myself as a character."

"When you were young, your father didn't teach you as a human being. Now, I will teach you for your father."

As he spoke, he pulled Sun Bao's hair and forced him to look up at him.

"Drill it yourself."

The three words, every word, made Sun Bao's face pale with fright.

resist?Is there any chance he can win?
Sun Bao clenched his teeth, and slipped under Lin Feng's crotch amidst the laughter of the crowd.

Lin Feng let out a long sigh of relief, turned around, and patted Sun Bao's face.

"good."

Seeing Lin Feng's leaving back, Sun Bao couldn't lift his head anymore.

Stepping on the gas pedal to the bottom, and speeding along the endlessly flowing road in Haicheng, Lin Feng felt extremely happy in his heart.

Thinking back on what happened just now, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and the music lingering in his ears was more like the celebration of a soldier returning home in triumph.

"boom!"

The car that was driving at high speed was suddenly hit by someone from the side, Lin Feng's heart skipped a beat, he stopped the gas slightly, and after he stabilized the steering wheel, the passenger's glass was kicked and shattered.

Walking in was a woman in a black tights.

The woman held two Emei thorns in her hand, and before Lin Feng could react, she stabbed forward.

With quick eyes and quick hands, Lin Feng flattened the chair to avoid a blow, and then slammed on the brakes.

With a muffled groan, the woman shattered the windshield.

Taking advantage of this time, Lin Feng quickly unfastened his seat belt and got out of the car.

The woman wiped the blood off her face and without any hesitation, she got out of the smashed windshield, stepped on the hood and jumped behind Lin Feng.

Lin Feng felt a strong wind coming from behind him, and subconsciously dodged to the side. Unexpectedly, the man struck back with his hand, hitting Lin Feng in the abdomen.

Lin Feng reflexively took half a step back.

At this half step, the woman snorted coldly, and greeted Lin Feng's face with the Emei thorn in her hand shining with cold light.

All the actions took place in one breath, Lin Feng's mind went blank, and he leaned back only by muscle reaction.

The Emei thorn passed through a drop of sweat on the tip of Lin Feng's nose, and finally stopped on the bridge of his nose, missing just a hair.

Lin Feng turned over, waiting for an opportunity to escape or take the opportunity to resist.

But when he straightened up, he realized that he was surrounded by a group of people.

A stretched Lincoln came from afar and stopped in front of Lin Feng.

An old man in a suit and leather shoes stepped out of the car, and he was very neatly tidied up.

This man was tall and burly, and he was meticulous all over, and he was holding a cane in his hand.

He pushed his eyes and looked directly at Lin Feng.

"You look very much like your father."

These words made Lin Feng's heart skip a beat, and he clenched his fists unconsciously!
"Who are you!"

The person who came just smiled lightly, and then sat on the chair prepared for him by the person behind him.

He reached out and handed him a cut cigar.

Lin Feng looked at the man puffing and puffing, and had some guesses in his heart.

"What? My son was bullied, and I came to settle accounts with me?"

What Lin Feng didn't expect was that the old man laughed out loud.

"If Sun Bao was half as smart as you, he wouldn't have fallen to that level."

The voice was light and ethereal, like a piece of paper, but the expressions of the people around them all changed.

Lin Feng could also feel that the old man in front of him had a strong aura.

However, it is a pity that his surname is Sun!

"I have a little problem."

Lin Feng scratched the back of his head while talking.

"You dare to attack me in public, aren't you afraid of getting into trouble?"

Between the words, he glanced at the electronic eye not far away.

Although this place is relatively remote, the electronic eyes can still observe what is happening here.

If something happened to him tonight, it wouldn't be so difficult to find out.

What Lin Feng never expected was that the old man laughed again.

"You, after all, are too young. Since I dare to do this, you don't need to worry about the follow-up matters. You, just wait to reunite with your dead ghost father."

As he spoke, he waved to the group of bodyguards.

Lin Feng's heart skipped a beat, and he reflexively took half a step back to open the distance between his legs, stabilized his foot, and was ready to escape at any time.

"I see who dares to deal with my little brother!"

The woman's voice is full of air.

Lin Feng looked back reflexively.

Dark red black-edged tight-fitting leather jacket, a cascade of long hair tied behind his head, neat and tidy, a gourd pinned to his waist, and two scalpels in his hands.

This look...

Of course, Lin Feng also knew that this was not the time to complain.

"Master! Why are you here?"

"If I don't come again, I will have to wait for your kid's body to be collected."

An Yeliu spoke, walked to Lin Feng's side, looked up at Sun Wanshan coldly.

"You dare to move my people, you don't want to live anymore?"

Sun Wanshan's body trembled slightly, but he laughed louder.

"Okay, okay! When I came here, I never thought about it. How could you gain a foothold in Haicheng so quickly by yourself alone? I didn't expect that there is such a background. My grandson is willing to bow down!"

Speaking of this, the conversation changed: "Forget it this time today, but if there is another time, don't blame my subordinates for being merciless!"

After Sun Wanshan finished speaking, he turned around and got into the car, and drove away.

(End of this chapter)

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