Chapter 465

He gave an unalterable definition to the misty child in front of him.

A heinous villain will die a hundred times without loss.

A guy with dirty smell in all his pores and blood all over his body.

But I only heard that the ethereal son in front of me was a little twisted, pretending to be a little daughter and said there.

"I mean, since all my friends are gone, do you think it's a waste to keep their things there without touching them?"

He Feng suddenly understood at the moment.

Shit, it's not for your friends at all.

Look at this posture, not only your life, but also your money and your home.

Black hearted capitalists are not as black as you.

It's a genius in the world of entrapment. Zhao Benshan, who sells abductions, will entrap people without you.

He secretly breathed in his heart and said, "I want to ask if you deliberately lured them into the secret territory of the East China Sea?"

"I don't, I'm not. Don't talk nonsense." misty son waved his hand again and again, but the more he looked at him, the more he Feng felt that it was so.

After all, his character is not guaranteed at all.

"I'm not interested in what you just said. Go by yourself. Let's break up as soon as we shoot." He Feng turned and was ready to leave.

Misty son wanted to stop him, but he couldn't.

Now between the two, it can be said that the attack and defense are different.

Not at all!

The gap in strength makes misty son no longer have the calm and complacency he used to have. Now he is begging others.

Before, he could directly ask others to do things.

With such a huge identity gap, even misty son has always had a good attitude, or he has always been cheap.

But I also feel a little uncomfortable.

It's a little difficult to adapt.

After all, like Puyi, this world can quickly change from the status of emperor, then become a prisoner, and then become an ordinary citizen.

Finally, you have to buy tickets to go back to your home.

Few people can bear this psychological gap.

Yes, it can only be said that they are heterogeneous.

"Wangcai go." misty son looked at Wangcai in the void.

His meaning is very obvious, that is to let Wangcai stop He Feng, but Wangcai wouldn't do that.

He is a snake who is afraid of death. How can he dance on the steel wire rope frequently and linger on the edge of death like his master.

Wangcai vomited his long and red snake letter, then yawned, pretended not to hear, and continued to dish there.

I don't pay attention to myself when I see Wangcai.

Misty son, the old guy is angry.

Slapped Wangcai on the head, and then scolded: "what's the use of you?"

Wangcai didn't pay attention to him. Piaomizi got up and ran quickly along the direction he Feng left.

Seeing that piaomiko left, Wangcai followed piaomiko away.

As for the three elders of the dragon group.

They don't have the courage to follow at the moment.

If you are misunderstood by others and think you are following others, you will have a big misunderstanding.

Maybe he was directly patted into meat patties by others.

There's no place to reason.

After all, the world stresses strength. The shallow strength of the dragon group is not enough to see compared with piaomizi, Wangcai and he Feng.

If someone dies, I'm afraid the responsibility is on his own side.

That's not what I said.

Weak countries have no diplomacy.

The weak have no diplomacy.

So reason tells them to stay here now and do nothing honestly.

Anyway, we have reached their level. If anything happens, we don't necessarily kill them as chickens.

It's a big deal to find a scapegoat from the bottom and cut off the head.

As for them, at most, there is a little less sacrifice.

But these trivial offerings are compared with the precious lives of these dragon group elders.

It is not clear at a glance which is more important.

You can draw a conclusion without thinking at all.

"I said, young man, let's discuss it again. If there's something to discuss, there's something to discuss." misty son said after he Feng.

He Feng turned around, turned his eyes at him, and then said disdainfully, "I don't go. There may be some pit waiting for me. If I go, I'll be fooled by you."

"How could this happen?" the misty old man said with an innocent face.

"How? Who are you? What character and character do you have? Don't I know? Everyone knows the root and the bottom. Don't you pretend to be innocent all day?" He Feng asked without pride.

Misty son's face was slightly red.

After all, I know what I'm doing best in my heart.

But after so many years, misty son didn't practice anything else, but his face was practiced.

His face was as thick as a wall, although it had been splashed with blood.

But it doesn't affect his play.

Defense is still there, especially for sarcasm.

He didn't take it to heart at all, as if the other party was not ridiculing him, but praising him.

He is also an Ah Q with strong self-healing ability.

The spirit is commendable.

"Well, how about finding something and half of us?" misty son said with a look of bleeding.

"Half a person? How generous!" He Feng sneered.

After saying that, the steps under his feet accelerated a bit.

To tell the truth, it's inconvenient for him to walk now. He has prepared everything in the space, but forgot to prepare his shoes.

So that now he wears a pair of ancient shoes on his feet.

The soles of the shoes are made of cloth. It's inconvenient to walk on this mountain road, so it affects his good mood even more.

So that at the moment, looking at the misty son in front of me, I became more and more uncomfortable. I just felt that the things in front of me were in the way.

If there were not some friendship between the two, and although the old man piaomizi was very funny and tricky, he didn't hurt himself after all.

Besides, the old man doesn't necessarily have any cards.

So he Feng didn't exert his inner impulse and smashed the old man to death.

However, sarcasm is indispensable. You can't have a good time on your hands and have a good time on your mouth. It's also a good choice.

"Half of the things? I really don't like sending beggars. Let alone half of them, just give them all to me. I don't want them."

He Feng, with his nostrils facing the sky and a look of contempt, said to piaomizi.

"Well, you don't know what's good inside?" the misty son was slightly stunned, and then said in his gentle tone.

"I don't want any good things," He Feng said unmoved.

It's ridiculous. The sea embraces all rivers. There's a big capacity. There are thousands of blades on the wall. If you don't want, you'll be just.

I stick to my heart and remain unmoved. Let this misty son say better than flowers.

Anyway, just ignore him and see what he can do.

Let the wind blow from east to west, north to south. Anyway, I'm not moved.