Leng Feng stood still, with nothing growing on his body. He looked like a teacher. In front of him was a bowl of dandan noodles and a small plate of green vegetables.

The inn originally did not provide meals, but there were not many people staying in this place all year round, so the boss took the position of the cook into consideration as well, so that he could earn more.

Seeing the "regular customer" coming, the boss skillfully brought up the noodles piled high with meat dumplings, a jar of old wine, and two roast chickens.

"Uncle (Brother Pao's seniority), let's sell that gun. At the entrance of Qingshui Hall, someone is offering me a hundred yuan." The speaker was a bald man, and he said to the man with the Rendong gun made in Germany on his waist,

Not afraid of being heard by others shows that you are a local coward.

The leader threw a peanut into his mouth, and then knocked the bald man on the head: "I said that your skull is used as a chamber pot? You who chops off the skull, you can't tell it from your posture today.

?This gun has a lot of history. It is authentically made in Germany. Do you think it can be used by anyone?"

The bald man touched his head: "Then... uncle, what should we do?"

The leader said: "Those two babies, maybe they are the personal soldiers of some high official."

Baldhead: "Well, uncle, should I keep this gun or throw it away?"

The leader: "Hey, hey, this guy in the clear water robe doesn't dare to touch, so why can't we? Anyway, they always look down on us, so I'll just keep this gun. I'll see if one of them can do something to me."

son!"

The person on the other side of the table leaned over and said, "Uncle, we still feel a sudden rush in our hearts. Otherwise, we should sell it. I don't think this gun is any different from other box guns. It's just that the gun box has a longer end and a longer gun."

A hundred oceans, if someone comes looking for the debt one day, neither the gun nor the money will be available."

The bald head said quickly: "Well, uncle, our few oceans are not enough to provide for Qingshui. Sooner or later, this gun will be missed. Let's have a drink. I don't know where to get it."

The leader glanced at Leng Feng and said, "Why not?" As he said that, he glanced at Leng Feng.

The bald man rolled his eyes: "Uncle, if you are a poor teacher, who is rich?"

The leader knocked him on the head again: "Gua Xi Xi, your uncle's eyes are very poisonous to me! This man is definitely not a gentleman."

When the bald man heard this, he immediately stood up and walked to Leng Feng. He put his hands on the cloth belt around his waist and exposed a box cannon on his belly that might not even be a replica of the original brand: "Hey, where are you from? Come on.

What are you doing here?"

It's true that there is a way to heaven, but if you don't take it, there is no way to hell. Breaking in, Leng Feng picked up the bowl with dandan noodles in his hand, and without even saying a word, he directly hit the bald head's... bald head.

"Oops!" The dandan noodles were originally spicy, but when they were smashed down, a big gash was made on the bald head. Red liquid dripped down his head. It was hard to tell whether it was chili oil or blood.

However, Leng Feng took advantage of their daze and rushed over, snatching the German-made gun from the leader's waist. With lightning speed and stealing the jingle bells, he loaded the gun and pointed it at the "

"Uncle" on the door of his head.

"What are you doing!" Several people around them took out their weapons one after another. There were only two guns, and the other four used large blades.

"This good man, we are Brother Muddy Waters Pao. Where have you offended me? Brother, I'll tell you what's wrong. But if you hurt someone, I'm afraid it's unreasonable. We didn't do anything to you." The leader said

Calm.

Leng Feng's expression remained unchanged: "You snatched this gun from two children. Where are they?"

The leader was stunned for a moment, and his eyes inadvertently drifted to Leng Feng's feet. At this moment, Leng Feng was stepping on a long bench with one leg, exposing his long leather boots.

The identity of the officer, or senior officer, flashed through his mind, and he clasped his fists directly: "To be fair to you guys, I just took their guns and money, and didn't hurt anyone. I don't know who those two dolls are.

Your people are so abrupt, sir, please don't blame me."

Leng Feng raised the corner of his mouth: "You are very well-behaved. Do you know my identity?"

The leader still tilted his head with Leng Feng's gun pointed at his head and said: "To be honest, sir, all the policemen in the hall have been sent to find a chief, and it must be you?"

Leng Feng: "Oh? What are you looking for me for?" Leng Feng was very worried. Once he was wanted, he might be able to kill these gangsters under normal circumstances, but the wound on his chest is still in severe pain. I'm afraid if he makes any big movements

, there is a possibility of it collapsing again.

The leader quickly clasped his fists: "It's Uncle Yang from Qingshui Tangkou who asked us to find you."

When Leng Feng heard this, he said, "Yang Biao?"

The leader nodded repeatedly: "If you want it, you must get it. Uncle Yang Biao said that he must find you and then protect you. Ten million..."

"What?"

"Never...never let you die on our territory, otherwise you won't be able to speak clearly."

Leng Feng understood that it was Yang Biao, and the policemen who were looking for him along the way were all sent by Yang Biao.

"I didn't expect that Yang Biao is so powerful. I really underestimate Brother Pao." Leng Feng put away his gun and let this man go. It seems that he is safe now, but the top priority is to find Ren Dong and the others. There is no more

Money, what should they do?! People here are unfamiliar with the place, and... Zhuangzi's leg injury hasn't healed yet.

The bald man actually resented Leng Feng for slapping him. When he saw Leng Feng put away his gun, he picked up a long stool and threw it at Leng Feng's back.

The howling wind made Leng Feng subconsciously turn around and dodge. Then he raised his hand and pointed the gun at the bald head. The bald head also took out his box cannon and started shooting without saying a word.

Do you know what being obsessed with ghosts means? It means that in extremely critical times, your mind can wander, even to the point of wandering beyond the horizon.

That's right, at this moment, Leng Feng was actually distracted, and the reason for his distraction was just because of the feeling he had when he was being aimed at by a black hole of gun and when he was playing real-life CS with his friends. In an instant, Leng Feng was actually playing.

Reminiscing about the past.

"Pa" the gun rang out, but Leng Feng did not fall down as expected. Instead, it was the bald man with half of his palms covered in blood.

Oh my god, Leng Feng was so shocked by the gunfire that he finally came to his senses and found that the legendary protagonist still had the aura, because the bald gun actually exploded.

The reason is very simple. This gun is privately handmade, and the quality is very, very unreliable. Leng Feng actually found the word "Made in Germany" written in Chinese on the tattered handle of the gun. Gosh, this is not as good as
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