General Manager of Tiannan Group?!

Although Zeng Peng was severely beaten, he still heard these words.

Zeng Peng was of course very shocked.

In his impression, Feng Bin was just a nerd who only knew how to study. How could he become the general manager of Tiannan's branch?

Fan Feifei and Liu Yiming were also stunned. Looking at Feng Bin squatting on the billiard table, they felt for the first time that the gap between them and him was so big.

"I'm asking you, where have you seen that crazy old man?" Feng Bin picked up another billiard ball.

He really didn't like Zeng Peng's grinding character, which looked very much like his old self.

"In the back mountain, in the back mountain of our county!" Zeng Peng almost collapsed and immediately said: "I saw it with Fan Feifei and Liu Yiming!"

"Well, when?" Feng Bin continued to ask.

"Just last month!" Zeng Peng said: "It was only thirty or forty days ago at most. Fan Feifei, Liu Yiming and I went to the mountains to play..."

Feng Bin frowned: "What are you doing running up the mountain?"

Zeng Peng was silent for a moment and then said: "Brother Jingua asked us to transport a batch of goods. We didn't dare to take the right path, so we took the trail..."

It is self-evident what kind of goods to transport.

Feng Bin was very surprised. He didn't expect Zeng Peng and the others to be so bold now, even daring to luck with that thing. Are they not afraid of death?

"Well, keep talking."

"We met a dirty old man on the mountain. His appearance, clothing, and appearance all match the characteristics you mentioned. His hair and beard are all white, he is slovenly, and he is wearing straw sandals..."

"Then what?"

"The only thing that is different from your description is that he is covered in blood..."

"Covered in blood?"

"Yes, he seemed to have been seriously injured. There was a lot of blood on his clothes, and he was panting as he walked. He was also carrying a young man on his back. The young man looked young, only sixteen or seventeen years old.

Well, he is the same age as us..."

"juvenile?"

"Yes, the child seems to have been injured too. His face is pale and his eyes are closed. I don't know if he is still alive..."

On a trail in the mountains of Huiyang County, Zeng Peng and others met a strange old man carrying a young man on his back.

The old man gasped, looked at them and said: "A few of you are extremely talented and have wonderful bones. They are truly unparalleled geniuses. Are you interested in becoming my apprentice? I can pass on your magical kung fu and you may be able to become a disciple in the future.

Number one in the world!"

Zeng Peng and others were dumbfounded.

Of course they are not good people, they are not afraid of anything.

But suddenly I met an old man covered in blood, which made me feel a little scared.

So no one spoke for a while.

"Not much..." the old man continued panting: "Just charge one hundred yuan per person..."

"Damn, it turns out he's a psycho!"

"madman!"

"Is there something wrong? Did you blackmail us?"

Zeng Peng and the others were cursing, and if they hadn't seen him covered in blood, they would have punched him with a brutal punch.

"You don't believe it?"

The old man suddenly gently put down the pale boy with his eyes closed.

"This move is called White Crane Spreading Its Wings!"

The old man suddenly stretched out his arms.

But it seemed that he was seriously injured and could not stand firmly.

With a "bang" sound, the old man didn't show his arms, but fell down and gnawed his shit.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Zeng Peng and others laughed.

"What a psychopath..."

"If you still ask us for money, we are the ancestors who want the money!"

Several people cursed and prepared to leave.

"Please..."

The old man was lying on the ground and suddenly grabbed Zeng Peng's leg.

"Give...give me some money...my apprentice and I haven't eaten for three days and three nights..."

"I don't have any money either!"

Zeng Peng kicked the old man in the face.

However, the old man still refused to let go and held on to Zeng Peng's leg.

"Please, give me some money..."

"Damn it, you're so shameless, right?!"

Zeng Peng finally got angry and asked Fan Feifei and Liu Yiming to fight together.

Several people punched and kicked the old man.

The old man finally couldn't bear it anymore and let go of Zeng Peng's leg.

Then several people laughed and left.

"Just...that's it..."

In the billiard hall, Zeng Peng looked at Feng Bin tremblingly.

Feng Bin looked at Fan Feifei and Liu Yiming again. They nodded desperately, obviously it was the truth.

Feng Bin took out his mobile phone and called Chen Dong.

"Mr. Chen, there is news about the crazy old man..."

In front of outsiders, Feng Bin is always called Mr. Chen.

Chen Dong immediately asked: "How's it going?"

Because Taoist Sloppy wouldn't let Chen Dong mention his name, Chen Dong used the codename "Crazy Old Man" when he sent people to find Taoist Sloppy.

Feng Bin told what happened just now.

Chen Dong, who was sitting in the Acropolis, was trembling all over after hearing the whole process.

Anger, violent anger.

Chen Dong was absolutely certain that the old man must be his master, the Sloppy Taoist.

As for the young man lying on the master's back, he must be the legendary little junior brother who loves to cause trouble.

More than a month ago?

It was the time when rumors spread that "a sloppy Taoist was besieged and killed by several masters".

Obviously, the sloppy Taoist was not dead, and he even rescued his junior brother.

It was only after he was seriously injured that he hid in the mountains. He even lost the ability to "find food" and had no choice but to seek help from Zeng Peng, Fan Feifei and others.

But Zeng Peng and others not only failed to help, but also beat up the sloppy Taoist!

Chen Dong was surprised, happy, angry and furious.

Fortunately, the sloppy Taoist is still alive.

What makes him angry is that the slovenly Taoist was insulted by a few losers.

But why didn't you come to find yourself?

"Ask them, do they know where the crazy old man went?" Chen Dong asked immediately.

Feng Bin said "Yeah" and kicked Zeng Peng with his feet.

"Where did that crazy old man go?"

"I don't know..." Zeng Peng said tremblingly: "After beating him, I left directly..."

"I know!" Fan Feifei said nervously on the other side: "I turned around and saw the old man carrying the boy on his back and heading towards the north of our county..."

North?

Feng Bin recalled the terrain.

To the north is Xunyang County.
To be continued...