"Wang Hu, what's the matter?" Lin Feng turned around with the wine jar and looked coldly at the slightly fat boy opposite him.

This boy is Wang Hu, and there are still those small town boys who are the same age as Lin Feng.

After a few days of sight, the whip wounds on the people's bodies have been healed, but the whip mark on his face still looked extremely terrifying like an earthworm.

The Cavalier Captain's whip was disfigured by these people, and such scars could not be eliminated at all.

Wang Hu looked at Lin Feng, his eyes full of sternness. Zhao Xue is the most beautiful girl in the town and is also the goal that Wang Hu pursues. However, Zhao Xue never looked at Wang Hu for a long time, but she liked to follow Lin Feng. This is also the main reason why Wang Hu bullied Lin Feng more frequently in the past two years.

Just now, Lin Feng left the small restaurant, and Zhao Xue chased out and looked at Lin Feng, which obviously contained a hint of affection. This made Wang Hu naturally even more angry. Why did such a useless person as Lin Feng get Zhao Xue’s favor?

In addition, because of Lin Feng a few days ago, he lost the opportunity to join the Xuan Armor Heavy Knight. The old hatred and new hatred were mixed together. Wang Hu had already made up his mind that he must give Lin Feng a lesson today!

"Lin Feng, where did you stole these two jars of good wine?" Wang Hu looked at Lin Feng and said with a bad expression.

"This is what I bought in Uncle Zhao's tavern, it's all your business!" Lin Feng snorted coldly.

"Is Zhu Yeqing, who has been old for fifty years, the one who is worthy of you and your waste father?" Wang Hu sneered, "Leave these two jars of wine and get out of here!"

"Wang Hu, who do you think is a waste? Try saying it again?" Lin Feng gently put down the wine jar and clenched his fists hard.

"You are a waste! Your father is a waste! Your whole family is a waste!" Wang Hu laughed contemptuously, "I said, what's wrong? Do you want to hit me?"

"Ha ha!"

"Hahaha!"

The young men around Wang Hu also burst into laughter. They and Wang Hu both lost the qualification to join the Xuanjia Heavy Knight at the same time. They did not dare to hate the people of Luoyun Sect. They naturally hated Lin Feng. They were naturally extremely happy to see Lin Feng being defeated.

"It's you who hit you!" Lin Feng kicked the ground violently, and his body rushed out like a sharp arrow. At the same time, he swung out from his armpit, drew an arc, and smashed Wang Hu in his chest! This punch was really powerful and extremely powerful!

"Flowering Fists and Embroidered Legs!" Wang Hu smiled contemptuously and rushed out, swinging his punches heavily. As the fist wind shaking, the sound of the tiger's roar was clearly heard!

Wang Hu obviously used all his strength to this punch, and the second level of the tiger-shaped fist exploded. The boys looked at Lin Feng with gloating expressions, waiting for the moment when he was knocked away by a punch.

Suddenly! Another tiger roar sounded! Although it was low, it was also clearly visible!

"What!" Everyone's pupils shrank, but Lin Feng's fist suddenly accelerated several times. After moving three inches, it hit Wang Hu's wrist heavily!

"Crack!" With a clearly visible sound of broken bones, Wang Hu's body suddenly froze, and then he howled miserably with his wrist!

"My hand! My hand!"

The young men were shocked when they looked at Wang Hu's wrist. Wang Hu's wrist was completely broken, hanging weakly there, and the flesh and blood were completely blown away, and the white bones could be clearly seen!

"Sneak attack! Lin Feng, you, you are despicable!" A young man was stunned for a moment and suddenly screamed.

"Who are you guys dissatisfied?" Lin Feng snorted, glanced at the teenagers, and waved his fists like a demonstration.

The few people shut their mouths and dared not speak. When they heard the sound of the tiger roar, they naturally knew that Lin Feng was now the second level of Tiger Fist.

The tiger roar is the symbol of the second level of the tiger-shaped fist.

Among them, Wang Hu is the second level of Tiger Fist. The rest are just the first level of Tiger Fist. Forced attack is just to bring shame to oneself.

"Lin Feng! You can practice tiger-shaped fist again?!" Wang Hu held his hand, held back the piercing pain, and looked at Lin Feng and said with a hiss. Compared to the injuries on his hand, Lin Feng's recovery of his skills is the most terrifying thing.

"Young Master has recovered his skills, so don't mess with me in the future, otherwise, Wang Hu will be your end!" Lin Feng smiled contemptuously, grabbed the wine jar with both hands, and walked towards home.

After defeating Wang Hu, he was too lazy to take a look at the rest of the people. In his eyes, these guys who only follow Wang Huhu and pretend to be powerful are not worthy of letting him take action!

He has just returned to the second level last night. In terms of real power, he is actually inferior to Wang Hu. However, his tiger-shaped fist is taught by Lin Heng, and his control over the attack is not comparable to Wang Hu's crop style!

Lin Feng did not hit the fist, but instead hit Wang Hu's wrist accurately. The wrist was a relatively fragile place, and Lin Feng chose the most fragile area, which caused such serious consequences now.

Although this punching tiger is not disabled, it is indispensable to rest for ten days and half a month. After ten days and half a month, how will Lin Feng's strength be restored to? Even if it is Wang Hu, he will not take a look at it again!

"Brother Hu, what should we do? Let's forget it?" Looking at Lin Feng's back, a boy said unwillingly.

"Brother Hu, Lin Feng has recovered his strength now, so he will definitely cause trouble for us in the future. We have bullied him a lot in recent years, and he will definitely take revenge!" Another young man also said.

The other teenagers were trembling in their hearts. If Lin Feng had recovered his genius status, their lives would definitely not be easy. In recent years, they have bullied Lin Feng too hard!

"What should I do? Go home!" Wang Hu shouted angrily, "I'll go find my father! I actually hurt me, my father will not let him go!"

...

On the hill outside Heishi Town, Lin Feng's fist came out like the wind, flashing and moving in the open space.

As his fist swung, a trace of heaven and earth qi penetrated into his body, tempering his body bit by bit. His body became stronger every moment, and his punches were even more powerful.

It was not until dusk that Lin Feng left the hill with satisfaction and returned to the blacksmith shop.

Although this day's practice cannot make his body reach the third level of Tiger Fist and the level of a thousand pounds of power, it also makes his strength stronger and punches faster. Now when facing Wang Hu, even if he does not need any scheming and fights head-on, Lin Feng can guarantee that he will win!

When he returned home, his father Lin Heng had prepared the meal. A large basin of fragrant hare meat, a plate of fresh wild vegetables, two bowls of white porridge, and a large plate of hot steamed buns.

After the father and son finished their meal, Lin Heng walked towards the stove and prepared to continue to build a farm tool. Lin Feng walked to the backyard, hoping to continue practicing tiger-shaped fist while taking advantage of the sunset. At this time, absorbing the energy of heaven and earth is better than at night.

Suddenly, a dense sound of footsteps sounded outside the blacksmith shop.

"Lin Feng! You little thief, come out for me!" Wang Hu's vicious voice sounded outside the door.

Lin Feng frowned and looked at his father. Lin Heng smiled at him: "Go and have a look!" Then he walked to the iron stove, picked up the sledgehammer and continued to beat him jinglingly.

Lin Feng strode out the door and saw more than a dozen people standing outside the door. In addition to Wang Hu and his group, there were seven or eight adults. The leader was a fat black man in his thirties, who looked a bit similar to Wang Hu.

This one is Wang Hu's father, Wang Lang. And he is also the mayor of Heishi Town!

"Wang Hu, why don't you take good care of your injuries at home? Why are you yelling at my house? Could it be that your skin is itchy again?" Lin Feng ignored Wang Lang, looked at Wang Hu, whose arms were tightly wrapped, and smiled coldly.

"Hmph!" Wang Hu smiled coldly, "My father and I are here to catch the thief!"

"Catch the thief?" Lin Feng's face suddenly sank, "What do you mean!"

Wang Hu sneered repeatedly but didn't say anything.

"Cough! Cough!" Wang Lang coughed twice and said, "Lin Feng, you are young, but you don't learn well and have started stealing. Don't you feel ashamed?"

"Fart!" Lin Feng said angrily, "Have I ever done stealing?"

"If it weren't for stealing, where would you have the money to buy the best-sized bamboo leaf green?" Wang Lang said gently, "I've already asked Zhao Dahong. He said that you bought the wine for two gold coins. Didn't this money stole it? Lin Feng, you are still young, and it is inevitable that a child will do something wrong in a moment. As long as I admit it, I can also be lenient."

"I bought the wine from Uncle Zhao. It did cost two gold coins, but that was my own money." Lin Feng sneered, "You said I stole it, so please tell me, which family in Heishi Town did I stole the money?"

Wang Lang sighed and said, "You child, you can't deny it. It happened that my family was thief the night before yesterday and lost a few gold coins. I'm afraid that the little thief is you!"
Chapter completed!