I am not lonely in the world

Chapter 40 Trading
Lin Feng was lying on the roof, and was shocked by the strength of the god-level martial artist, when he suddenly felt the wind and sand fall, and the originally shocking and breathtaking aura disappeared.

A red light rushed straight down and landed in front of Lin Feng.

"An Dewang once went to the Central Plains to burn, kill and loot, and caused many disasters. The higher-ups asked me to arrest him. You killed him, and you helped me complete the task.

Now the elder Zhanye of the Vajra Gate who came to you has been repulsed by me, and now we don't owe each other any more. "

Iron Fist returned to his gentle look, and he didn't see the destructive domineering aura just now. If he wasn't wearing a red police uniform, others might think he was an ordinary person.

"If you don't owe each other, if you don't owe each other, then I'll go." Lin Feng nodded, he was eager to leave here immediately, his foot slipped, and he was about to leave here.

"and many more!"

A big hand grabbed Lin Feng's shoulder and stopped his falling figure.

"Is there something we haven't clarified?" Iron Fist pulled Lin Feng up, squinting and smiling at him.

"Hehe, is it?" Lin Feng pretended to be stupid and rubbed the back of his head, but in his heart he scolded himself why he didn't run away just now, and couldn't stop his curiosity to watch the match between the god-level powerhouses.

Iron Fist nodded and said, "Yes, who is the murderer? You haven't told me yet!"

"Do you have to say it?" Lin Feng stared into Iron Fist's eyes, trying to find a glimmer of hope, "Can I not say it?"

Lin Feng was just doing a dying struggle. If he couldn't, he would still say Yu Qingfeng's name. After all, the opponent has the Snow Mountain Sword Sect, the five sword-wielding sects, as a shield, which should be able to block the six doors' interrogation.

At the very least, ensure your own life first, and then help others. This is the bottom line of Lin Feng's work.

But unexpectedly, Iron Fist actually nodded, "If you don't want to say, then I won't make things difficult for you, I just want to confirm again."

"You know?" Lin Feng wondered, are the six doors already so powerful?
"I was a little uncertain at first, but seeing your expression now, I think I can already determine who it is."

Of course not. In fact, the moment Iron Fist grabbed Lin Feng's shoulder just now, he used secret techniques to detect all of Lin Feng's kung fu. With Lin Feng's kung fu, he would never be able to kill Ye Ding silently.

One must know that anyone who can serve as the head of a branch in Yicheng has good martial arts, at least at the enlightenment stage, and this Lin Feng is clearly still in the early stage of enlightenment.

"Okay, can I go now?" Lin Feng just wanted to leave Iron Fist quickly, and every time he looked at him, he felt like his secret was seen through.

Unexpectedly, Iron Fist still wouldn't let him go, his right hand tightly grasped Lin Feng's shoulder, "Don't worry, how about making a deal?"

Trade? What do I have to trade with you?
"Okay, tell me, I promise, as long as you let me go." It's one thing to think in his heart, but another thing to do it. Lin Feng dared not refuse the request of the god-level boss.

Iron Fist took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to Lin Feng: "Protect this family, but don't let them know that you are my queuing past, I will look for you in three months.

After the matter is completed, I will present you with a movement technique, just now I saw you walking, although it flutters like fallen leaves, but it is too rough, as long as you agree, I will present you with an enlightenment-level movement technique, how about it?"

Although it is not yet known how many stars the Kaiqiao-level martial arts will be rated in the system, Lin Feng adheres to the philosophy of life that is not for nothing, nods decisively, and puts the paper into his arms.

"Fortunately for you kid, I wouldn't have let you do this if it wasn't for the busy work of the six doors recently. I'm still worried that your skill is not enough?" Iron Fist looked at Lin Feng's eagerness, shook his head and scolded with a smile. road.

In more than ten days, the plan will be implemented, and the six doors will be busy. Otherwise, how could Lin Feng have such luck.

Of course, this is also due to what Lin Feng did in Yancheng, which made Iron Fist have a better impression of him.

"Then can I go?" Lin Feng asked this question again.

"Let's go, remember, you must protect them for three months, or I won't let you go." Iron Fist shouted at Lin Feng.

Hearing this, Lin Feng who was running couldn't help but staggered and almost fell.

Iron Fist shook his head, quite speechless to Lin Feng's reaction, but he still said to the four men who had already walked out of the tavern and were waiting for him outside the door:

"Let's go too, and go to the Snow Mountain Sword Sect. After all, people from the Six Sects can't die in vain, especially now."

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The scorching sun shines brightly, and the blue sky for thousands of miles is as clear as water. The blue is pure and clear, and there is not a single white cloud in sight.

In the land of Sichuan and Sichuan, inside and outside Jinguan City, there are turbulent crowds, endless streams, and extremely lively.

A handsome young man in blue clothes with a simple long knife on his back stood excitedly outside the city gate, holding a piece of paper in his hand.

"Jinguan City! It's finally here." This person is Lin Feng, and it has been ten days since he left the Desert Tavern.

In order to reduce the possibility of accidents and the like, and ensure the safety of the family and himself, Lin Feng was in a hurry and did not stop for three days in a row. He was afraid that something might happen. Now that he finally arrived at the destination, how could he be unhappy? .

After walking through the city gate, Lin Feng searched and inquired, and soon found the family's residence.

"One child and one child, a pair of orphans and a widowed mother, are they the family members of Tie Fist?" Lin Feng stood in front of the door of a courtyard, wondering to himself.

Lin Feng had just observed and inquired carefully that there was only a widow and a child in this family, and the man in this family had died long ago.

Is this Iron Fist detective afraid of being retaliated by his enemies? Or his friend's family, who will take care of him for him?
But this is just thinking about it casually. Now that I have found them, I can fill my stomach first. I haven't eaten a good meal in the past three days.

Walking to a restaurant on the opposite street, Lin Feng randomly found a seat and sat down, called Xiaoer to order a few random dishes, and immediately prepared to protect the mother and daughter after eating.

After spending several hundred taels of silver to buy a nearby family's yard, and instructing a waiter in a tavern to deliver food to him every day, Lin Feng prepared to be on guard 12 hours a day to avoid any mistakes.

After a few days, Lin Feng has fully figured out their work and rest. After all, although the world is powerful, its technology is as backward as in ancient China. The mother and son are ordinary people, and their daily work and rest are very regular.

The child was only five or six years old, named Ning'er, who didn't go to school, and played with children nearby every day.

The widow was called Chen Shi, and she rarely went out, spending most of the day weaving at home.

In order to prevent any accidents, Lin Feng still spent money to find several farmers from the vegetable market, let them sell vegetables here every day, and found someone to collect Chen's cloth at a fixed time at a higher price.

As for the cost of doing these things, Lin Feng didn't feel much at all, not to mention the filial piety of his subordinates when he was the leader of the Tiger Gang, even the various treasures in Tian Deng's secret room made him not have to worry about money for a long time.

In this way, Lin Feng lived here, practicing kung fu every day, or looking around to see if there were any suspicious people. Later, in order to relieve his loneliness, Lin Feng began to tell stories to children again.

Today, Lin Feng was teasing the little girl Ning'er as usual, telling various stories about his past life.

Not only Ning'er, but there were also many people standing or sitting around Lin Feng, big and small, who lived around here, and they were all very interested in the stories Lin Feng told.

"Hey, Brother Feng, what story are you telling today? The "Legend of the White Snake" you told last time was so touching that I was so moved that I cried all night. Can you tell me a story that will make your blood boil a little bit today?"

A tall and tall man standing at the outermost edge, his name is Wang San, is a coolie, because Lin Feng's arrival has added a lot of color to his life, so now he comes to listen to Lin Feng's stories whenever he has time.

"Yes, today we will talk about Havoc in Heaven."

Lin Feng's words caused cheers from the surrounding people.

(End of this chapter)