"Oh my god, a young master in his early twenties, this is so incredible and incredible!"

"The youngest master in history!"

"If this is spread, I'm afraid no one in the world will believe that a major earthquake will occur in the martial arts world."

"I didn't expect that I could witness the rise of a young master with my own eyes today. I'm so lucky to have three lives."

...

"Brother Lin is really a real person who doesn't show his appearance."

Zhang Taishan smiled bitterly and said, "A young man in his early twenties has been dreaming of but cannot step into the realm he has been dreaming of for the rest of his life, but he is so ashamed."

"Daxun, from today on, our Wei family will win over Lin Shao at any cost. Any request from Lin Shao must be met unconditionally."

Wei San said excitedly, "I seem to have seen a bright new star rising into the sky, reflecting the world!"

"Yes, Uncle San, I know what to do!" Wei Xun's eyes were filled with intense excitement and passion.

"After Mr. Lin, you can't be wrong!"

...

"Young Master! This son's future is limitless." The energetic old man sighed, staring straight at Lin Feng, his turbid eyes burst out with glare.

"Come here, please continue to give me orders. This kind of peerless genius of the monster level should be handed over and wined at all costs. Even if it cannot be won over, it must not be offended!"

"Come, come and prepare a generous gift..."

Not only Wei San, but also some of the people in power at the banquet, some of them were all thinking of making friends and winning over Lin Feng.

You know, there is a strong master guarding him, and no one dares to provoke him even if he only has a name.

Besides, this is a young master!

If you can win over, you can keep a family peaceful for a hundred years.

...

"Master Lin, my grandfather wants to invite you over and have tea!"

A beautiful girl who was more beautiful than Hua ran to Lin Feng, saying with a hint of nervousness, excitement and shyness.

"Something elsewhere."

Lin Feng looked at the beautiful girl and shook his head slightly.

In fact, only Lin Feng himself knew that he could kill Mo Liuzhi in seconds with one punch, not that he already had the ability to kill the master in seconds, but it was a complete coincidence.

The ancient Xuantian Gong was extremely masculine and was born with great restraint on some evil techniques.

Xuantian Gong is an immortal master's martial art. Compared with the Corpse King's Fist, it is like a bright moon and a firefly. It has essential differences and differences. If a slight breath is revealed, it can restrain the Corpse King's Fist so tightly that it can't lift its head up. The result can naturally be imagined.

Of course, if it were a powerful master, Lin Feng's current strength would never be able to kill so easily.

However, this is only a matter of time. As the practice deepens, even the strong masters are nothing in his eyes.

...

"Damn it, damn it!"

Zhao Wuji, Zhao Tianyang and others had gloomy faces, as if they had died, and they were extremely ugly.

"Uncle Second, what should we do now?" Zhao Tianyang asked.

"Mo Liuzhi can't beat this trash, even a boy, it's so damn. Humph, but fortunately I've made arrangements..."

Zhao Wuji sneered, his eyes were extremely sinister, and said, "Mo Liuzhi will not die in vain, his death will be very meaningful."

"Second uncle, do you want it?" Zhao Tianyang asked with his eyes lit up.

"Hmph, just wait with peace of mind, the show has just begun..."

Zhao Wuji sneered, his eyes were as cold as a poisonous snake, and he murmured to himself: "It's time for them to come..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of people rushed into the banquet and pointed their guns at Lin Feng with live ammunition.

"Boy, you are suspected of murdering people. Please come with us!"

"Don't move, take your hand out of your pocket immediately and raise it above your head..."

"I've heard it all. This is an extremely dangerous person. Once I find that he has any abnormal movement, I will arrest him and shoot him on the spot!"

A group of detectives holding Type 92 pistols surrounded Lin Feng with guns, as if facing a great enemy.

The leader was a burly middle-aged man, staring at Lin Feng and said in a deep voice.

Lin Feng frowned, glanced coldly, then turned his head to look over, and saw Zhao Wuji looking at him and laughing coldly. His brows became deeper, and a cold light gathered in his eyes.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that this was the method of Zhao Wuji, who wanted to kill Lin Feng.

People frowned and looked at Zhao Wuji, with contempt and disdain in their eyes.

The duel was made by you, and the request was made by you—

Regardless of winning or losing, only life and death.

Now that you lose, you can't afford to lose. It's too despicable to call a group of detectives to erase their opponents on the charge of intentional homicide.

Lin Feng looked plain and did not take out his hands. He put his hands in his pockets and said lightly.

"I advise you not to point a gun at me, because..."

"I don't like it very much!"

The middle-aged and burly man in the lead was slightly stunned, and then snorted coldly: "Hmph, boy, when things are coming, you are still talking like this, you are so crazy! But now you can't help it!"

Lin Feng shook his head slightly and sighed: "Do you really think that just by the toys of these children in your hands, can I keep me?"

Lin Feng looked calm, and a faint smile hung on the corner of his mouth, without any tension or panic.

With Lin Feng's current cultivation level, although he cannot be inseparable from swords and guns, inseparable from water and fire, and pick up bullets with bare hands, he can easily avoid them, but it is no problem. No bullet can touch the corner of his clothes.

As long as he wants, he can leave at any time and no one can stop him.

What?

Children's toys?

The middle-aged burly man frowned, and a look of contempt and disdain flashed in his eyes, and he sneered: "Boy, you are the most arrogant person I have ever seen in my life. I heard that you are very powerful, but can you pass the bullets quickly? It is best not to move around and surrender, otherwise the bullets will not have eyes."

"Director Wang, what's the point of asking a murderer to do? Just capture it directly." Zhao Wuji said in a deep voice.

The middle-aged burly man Director Wang nodded slightly to Zhao Wuji, then waved his hand and ordered his subordinates to handcuff Lin Feng away.

At this time, Wei San walked out and said lukewarmly: "Haha, I am really worthy of being the richest man Zhao, and I am all rich in skin..."

After pausing, Wei San said again: "Actually, what I want to say is that the richest man Zhao is really shameless."

Zhao Wuji's face looked ugly in an instant, extremely gloomy. He knew that Wei San and others would not give up and would jump out, but so what? Director Wang is his confidant. With the fact that he was a murderer, no one could change anything as long as he enforced the law impartially?

Originally, this matter was not glorious, and Wei San dared to mock him in person for being despicable and shameless, Zhao Wuji's face became even colder and extremely ugly.

But this is like a battlefield shopping mall. No matter what means you use, the winner will be the last one.

"Wei San, do you want to protect a murderer?" Zhao Wuji sneered.

"Murderer?"

Wei San was slightly stunned, pretending to be ignorant, and said with confusion: "Where? Zhao's richest man, can you tell me who is the murderer?"

Wei San walked around and climbed from a poor grassroots to his current status. He had never seen any scenes. There were really few people who could compare when it comes to observing words and expressions and acting.

There are also high-ranking figures like Zhao Wuji who play with power, all of them are drama masters. If they enter the entertainment industry, they are all movie actors and can completely win major awards of the year.

"Haha. Wei San, it's useless. So many people have seen it. Even if he wants to argue, it's useless." Zhao Wuji sneered.

"So many people have seen it?"

Wei San sneered, glanced around with a fierce look, and asked coldly: "Who saw it? Can anyone tell me, who saw it? Zhao, richest man, you saw it, and no one answered that they saw it."

The people around him were covered in cold sweat and subconsciously shut up, fearing that they would offend the boss and be thrown into Longjiang to feed the fish.
Chapter completed!