Houfu Key Class

Zong Wenxiu was shocked.

Luo Jingfeng actually knows his younger brother?

When did they meet? Is it a favor or a grudge, or a passerby?

Although he hadn't figured it out yet, the elder brother still took the lead in politely saluting Luo Jingfeng, trying to block the front for his younger brother.

Luo Jingfeng nodded sideways, and the guards behind him immediately rushed forward and held Zong Wenxiu down with one hand.

Zong Wenxiu said in shock: "What are you doing..."

"Brother!" The little devil stepped forward to save people in panic.

But the guard did not harm Zong Wenxiu, he just subdued him and pushed him aside.

Without saying a word, the action that he was about to take action also stopped. The two young masters are not in danger yet, let's see what Luo Jingfeng is going to do first.

Unexpectedly, Luo Jingfeng seemed to recognize Wu Yan.

The corner of his mouth raised slightly: "It turns out you are Wu Yan, Zong Zhao's sparring partner. We haven't seen you for several years, but I didn't recognize you right away."

Bu Yan bowed his head and saluted him, and said respectfully: "The common people have met General Luo. The two young masters in the mansion today did not take the initiative to cause trouble. I hope that General Luo will not be as familiar with the two young masters and let the common people take them back to the mansion."

Luo Jingfeng laughed and said: "Today, it is indeed not their fault."

Wu Yan breathed a sigh of relief, thinking he could take away the two of them smoothly.

Unexpectedly, Luo Jingfeng turned around and said, "But I still have a debt to settle with this guy, and we can't leave until we finish."

He said, looking at Zong Jincheng.

The little devil knew that he was talking about the hunting sword. He stared with unyielding eyes and defended: "That incident was also your fault. You were the one who drew the sword first, and you were the one who wanted to bully me first. It’s a courageous act!”

"Hahahaha..." Luo Jingfeng suddenly laughed. His figure stood in front of the little devil like a ghost, less than two inches away from him.

The next moment, his firm hands grabbed the little devil's neck, lifted the little boy up, and said with a terrifying expression: "Boy, even the high officials in the court dare not offend me. You are the most knowledgeable one who dares to directly Stab me. Do you think I don’t remember this because I haven’t looked for you?”

Upon seeing this, Zong Wenxiu immediately shouted: "Brother, let go of my brother!" He struggled desperately, but he couldn't escape the guard who was pressing him.

After Fu Yan said he was offended, he directly attacked Luo Jingfeng's arm, and he had to save Mr. Cheng.

There were many guards around Luo Jingfeng, as well as many masters.

So much so that he didn't even need to say anything, someone would help him deal with Wu Yan. Shunzi next to him was also eager to step forward to help, but was kicked down before he could come over.

Fu Yan was fighting with the guards in the same place, unable to separate himself.

The little devil was lifted up in the air, his face getting redder and redder. He slapped the back of Luo Jingfeng's hand hard, but the force was not enough, and his stretched out feet could not reach the person, so he could only struggle in mid-air.

Zong Wenxiu couldn't move. He was so anxious that tears fell down his face. He shouted desperately: "Stop, General Luo, let go of Jin Cheng. He is only eight years old. You will strangle him to death. This is a living thing." A human life is a violation of the law..."

Luo Jingfeng didn't seem to want to argue with Zong Jincheng. He pinched his neck harder and harder, but his eyes did not change, as if human life was not worth mentioning in his hands, no matter what the identity of the other party was.

Luo Jingfeng said casually: "Boy, where do you think Zong Zhao is now? Is he really dead? Then if I strangle his son to death now, does that mean I have reunited your father and son?"

A person cannot speak when his neck is being strangled.

Zong Jincheng couldn't answer him. The veins on his head slowly bulged and his face turned from red to purple.

The shadow fists in the dark were clenching tighter and tighter. Madam could not show up even if it was a life or death situation, even if Mr. Cheng had his arm broken. But now, it's still a little bit close, a little bit closer to Master Cheng being on the verge of death.

If he's even closer, he'll take action...

The little devil realized it clearly for the first time.

He is dying.

Death means leaving this world forever. He can no longer study with his brother, can no longer see his grandparents, can no longer have his friends, and even before he reconciles with Xu Wan, he still doesn’t know his mother. Who is he and what does he look like?

Are you going to die like this?

He was so reluctant to let go...

Zong Jincheng's eyes gradually turned red, and his tears fell one by one, like broken beads. Some fell on the ground, and some fell on Luo Jingfeng's hand.

At that last moment.

Shadow has prepared a hidden weapon, preparing to hit Luo Jingfeng with one blow and save Zong Jincheng.

At this time, Luo Jingfeng suddenly let go.

"Ahem..." Zong Jincheng fell to the ground, coughing crazily and breathing in fresh air.

Luo Jingfeng knelt down, held his chin with one hand, and forced him to raise his head.

The tears on the little boy's face were not yet dry, and his eyes were still full of tears, but he stubbornly refused to continue to shed tears.

As tears flashed, Luo Jingfeng seemed to see an old friend he hadn't seen for a long time, and the female voice appeared in his ears pitifully and stubbornly begging him:

"Second brother, I, I, I just want a child. I don't want to be a tool for you and eldest brother to seize power. Can you let me go and let me have a child, a clean child..."

Luo Jingfeng felt a pain in his heart and closed his eyes.

The last time he saw her appeared in his mind, with a pale and bloodless face and a dagger stuck in her chest. They all said that she committed suicide because she could not bear her identity.

Luo Jingfeng clenched his fists, and when he opened his eyes again, his eyes were already red.

What suicide?

Would the third sister stab herself when she was fine?

Sooner or later, he would make those who dared to kill his sister pay with blood.

Luo Jingfeng's eyes became more and more terrifying. Zong Jincheng continued to struggle to retreat, but he didn't expect that he would really break free this time.

On the other side, several guards who had entangled Buyan and others also let them go.

Zong Wenxiu rushed over and helped Zong Jincheng up. He was so distressed that he didn't dare to touch him. After all this tossing, Zong Jincheng had exhausted his physical strength and fainted in his arms.

Without Luo Jingfeng's obstruction, Buyan stepped forward to pick up the little devil and quickly took him away from here: "Find a doctor, find a doctor to treat Master Cheng!"

Everyone left.

The empty restaurant hall was silent, and Luo Jingfeng was still squatting on the ground without recovering.

The guard next to him stepped forward and said, "General, you haven't forced the secret guard out yet, why did you suddenly stop? Just now, you should have been just a little bit away..."

As soon as he came down from the second floor, Luo Jingfeng noticed that there were secret guards around Zong Jincheng. It was not enough to have Bu Yan, a martial arts master, to protect him in public, but there were also people protecting him in secret. So he wanted to test and see if the secret guard was from the Marquis' Mansion... or the Prince's.

But at this time, Luo Jingfeng could no longer care about other things.

He raised his head with red eyes and said lightly, "He looks like the third sister."