The eyes of his men suddenly changed: "What are you, what qualifications do you have to sit on an equal footing with our son?"

Feng Chenglin slammed his eyes: "If one of us is not a thing, it should be you too?! A bullshit!!"

"you"

"Shut up! I'll call your master a black man!" Feng Chenglin slammed melon seeds on the man's face: "Have you never heard of it. Dogs that bite don't bark, you bark like this? Excited, I'm afraid that your master will ignore your favor, because you will provoke others' unhappiness, and this unhappiness will eventually be punished on your master's body... So, you dog, give it to me Shut up!"

When it comes to venomous tongues, Feng Chenglin has always been alone.

"You guy..." the other person roared in a low voice, raised his fist, and was about to come to fight the wind into the forest.

Feng Chenglin still had Erlang's legs upright, and looked arrogant: "Dare you!"

As expected, the person on the opposite side stopped his hand and looked at the man in the hat subconsciously.

And obviously, he was waiting for the master's order.

And the man in the hat finally gave him a look: "For such a guy, just teach him a lesson. After all, we are also guests..."

Feng Chenglin: "..."

Damn it! !

This guy doesn't play cards according to the routine at all!

Theoretically speaking, shouldn't you be scolding your subordinates at this time and not let them do anything wrong?

After all, Lu Ming is still here at this time!

To put it a bit ugly, it is "it depends on the owner to hit a dog"!

Lu Ming, the owner, is still sitting here, so that guy dared to do something to him, he didn't mean to put Lu Ming in his eyes at all!

In that case...

Feng Chenglin is not accustomed to children either.

Seeing the other party hit him with a fist, he was not polite.

Both feet slammed on the ground, his right hand clenched a fist and swung out, and the beast-like power exploded to the extreme in that instant.

"boom!"

The guy on the opposite side was blown out by the beast power before he even fully unfolded his fists.

Without waiting for others to move, Feng Chenglin made a dramatic "Oh" on his face and jumped up suddenly, looking at each other with an exaggerated expression.

"Oh, this, this... where did this go?"

The guy was punched and flew by him, and fell into the grass in the distance. There was no trace or movement. He didn't know whether it was alive or dead.

The man in the hat slowly tilted his head and looked towards Feng Chenglin.

Across the black gauze, Feng Chenglin could feel the hostility and murder in his eyes.

Raising his eyebrows, Feng Chenglin clapped his hands, and then tilted back very lazily, "Why look at me like that?"

He glanced at the other side slantingly, disdainfully: "It's you who didn't teach martial arts and acted first. I'm just a legitimate defense. Besides, that guy's strength is not as good as me. He was beaten up. Blame me?!"

The man in the hat seemed to be pressing the anger in his chest, and smiled grimly: "The skill is not as good as people, and death is not a pity. That is what he deserves, and he can't blame others!"

Feng Chenglin clapped his hands and behaved a little dazzlingly: "Yes, that's the way it was originally. You said you, if you have the ability, then pick up your tail obediently and be your watchdog? Why not be the master? I was wagging my tail in front of me to please, now it's alright, I didn't ask for credit at all, but made myself immortal...hehehe..."

He smiled, the kind of proud.