Seeing Qian Daoliu carrying Angel Holy Sword up to give Bibi Dong a blessing, Worship Hall's group of empty goods who had just finished vomiting were frightened out of their wits.
Not caring about his weak legs, he rushed forward to pull the frame while rolling on the ground.
Golden Crocodile Douluo reacted the fastest. He hugged Qian Daoliu from behind and used all his strength to suck the milk. His face turned red from holding it back.
"Big Brother! Calm down! Calm down!"
"For a girl, no, for such a trivial matter, it won't happen! It won't happen!"
On the other side, Bibi Dong also exploded.
Old thing!
Who are you calling a prodigal bitch?
Saying this in front of seniors, do I still want my face?!
And... what happened to the prodigal family?
I moved the treasure house with my ability in exchange for the favor of my seniors. If you have the ability, you can also move it!
"Very good."
Bibi Dong sneered, filled with murderous intent.
"Since you want to be beaten so much, I will grant it to you today!"
She had just "pinched" the new Martial Soul by her senior's hands, and she was worried that she had no place to test the feel!
Let me use your Peerless Douluo today!
Ghost Douluo When he saw this posture, his scalp went numb, and he quickly led a group of elders to rush forward to stop them.
"His Holiness the Pope! Calm down! Grand Elder He is old and confused. Don't be as knowledgeable as him!"
As a result, Maple Dye Pavilion staged the most outrageous scene in the Douluo Continent's ten thousand year history.
Worship Hall and Elder Hall, these two top violent groups that can make the mainland tremble three times by stomping their feet, their respective bosses are facing each other in the air a few meters away with red eyes.
And the group of famous people with the title Douluo under them formed a fragile and funny "human wall".
On one side, Golden Crocodile Douluo was holding Qian Daoliu's waist in front, Azure Luan Douluo in the back was holding Golden Crocodile Douluo, Mighty Lion Douluo was holding Azure Luan Douluo... forming a string of crumbling human candied haws.
"Big Brother! We have something to say! Don't do anything!"
"Yeah Big Brother! For a bitch... Bah! For such a trivial matter! It's not worth it!"
Ghost Douluo and others lined up in a row, forming what could be called the most luxurious and saddest "wall of human sighs" in the history of the Spirit Hall, blocking Bibi Dong.
"Your Majesty! Grand Elder He was just too stimulated and his mind was not clear for a while. Please be considerate of this old man."
Demon Bear Douluo nodded crazily from behind, with the word "coward" written all over his resolute face.
"Yes, yes, Your Majesty! Your Excellency has a lot!"
The whole Maple Dye Pavilion is as lively as a vegetable market.
In this chaotic scene that can be called "Spirit Hall Civil War Prequel", a soft sound came suddenly.
"Knock."
Lin Feng just stretched out a finger and tapped lightly on the counter in front of him.
The voice is very soft.
But this time, it was like pressing the mute button for the whole world.
Qian Daoliu, who was shouting at the top of his lungs just a second ago, suddenly stopped roaring.
The Angel Holy Sword in his hand clicked, and he quickly hid it behind his back like a thief, almost hitting the Golden Crocodile Douluo.
Bibi Dong, who was still full of murderous intent just a second ago, instantly dissipated the evil look on his face.
She also unzipped Martial Soul Possession at the speed of light, straightened her skirt which was not messy at all, and then lowered her head and twirled her fingers.
The two bosses were so tense just now that they wanted to beat each other's brains out.
At this moment, he looked like an old man who had made a mistake and was waiting to be punished.
A rebellious girl who was caught stealing family money to buy skin.
That's called a well-behaved person.
That's called being obedient.
Golden Crocodile Douluo and others felt as if they had received amnesty, their legs felt weak and they almost knelt down in front of Lin Feng.
Saved.
Finally, Lin Feng's lazy voice with a hint of impatience slowly sounded.
"Have you had enough trouble?"
The three words of calm were like two big mountains, pressing hard on the hearts of Qian Daoliu and Bibi Dong.
The two of them trembled, subconsciously glanced at each other, and quickly moved away from each other as if they were electrocuted.
Then, as if they were discussing, they all bowed deeply in the direction of Lin Feng at a standard angle of 90 degrees.
His movements were uniform, humble to the core.
"Senior, I was wrong!"
"Senior, I don't dare to do it anymore!"
Lin Feng ignored them, just raised his eyes boredly and looked at the sky outside the window.
"It's our lunch break."
"Those who haven't received the reward should come here on their own."
"Those who have received it, go wherever you need to go, don't be an eyesore to me."
This was said without any politeness.
But to the ears of Golden Crocodile Douluo and others, it is no less than the sound of nature.
However, just when Qian Daoliu and others were granted amnesty, they were about to run away with their Big Brother.
Lin Feng's eyes fell on Bibi Dong who had his head lowered and was still twirling his fingers.
He twitched the corners of his mouth, as if he just remembered something, and added casually.
"Oh, right."
"You, stay."
"You can have lunch here."
Lin Feng As soon as Lin Feng said these words, Bibi Dong was stunned and his heart skipped a beat.
Can I... stay?
Have lunch?
With seniors?
This knowledge, like a happy bomb, exploded in her mind, making her confused and dizzy.
Is this... the feeling of being treated specially?
Her little face was so red that it was about to bleed, and she looked as coquettish as a little girl on a first date.
On the other side, Qian Daoliu, who had finally suppressed his anger, was instantly petrified.
Why?!
Why can this prodigal bitch stay to eat?
Why is she good-looking? Because she will ruin the family?! Just now she almost crushed Martial Soul into two maggots?!
For a moment, Qian Daoliu's whole body turned into lemon juice.
Lin Feng looked at the two people whose expressions were changing, and their heads were filled with questions.
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Is there anything wrong with this?
Not at all.
"Senior, I, I will... take leave."
Qian Daoliu said this sentence almost tremblingly, as if he could cry at any time.
He gave a stiff salute to Lin Feng, then turned around suddenly, his movement was like a stubborn donkey preparing to run away from home.
Golden Crocodile Douluo and the others hurriedly followed, fearing that Big Brother would lose his mind and hit his head against the wall to death.
However, as soon as Qian Daoliu stepped out of the door of the Maple Dye Pavilion and left the sight of the senior, he could no longer hold back.
Without making any sound, he quickly left the commercial street with his people, arrived at a deserted street corner, and started a crazy "no physical performance".
With a move of "Angel Assault", he punched a set of military punches into the air. The wind roared, but only he could hear the heartbreaking sound.
He said "Angel Roar", with his mouth wide open and his face ferocious, but he only made a "ho ho" sound, and there seemed to be crystals twinkling in the corners of his eyes.
His aggrieved and angry look made the eyes of a group of people with the title Douluo behind him twitch crazily. They all lowered their heads and pretended not to see anything.
After Qian Daoliu finished venting, his whole body seemed to have been drained of energy. With his back hunched, he led a group of people to find a step at the corner of the street and squatted down in unison.
For a time, several of the top violent elements in mainland China were squatting in the corner, like a group of migrant workers who had just been paid off by their contractor.
The atmosphere is heavy, desolate, and a little funny.
"Big Brother, what should we do now?" Golden Crocodile Douluo was the first to break the silence, "Xiao Xue... still needs help from seniors."
"Money!"
Qian Daoliu raised his head suddenly, his eyes were red, and he only uttered one word.
"Without money, everything is bullshit!"
Azure Luan Douluo looked around, lowered his voice, and carefully made a very constructive suggestion:
"Spirit Hall's treasure trove can't be counted on... How about we go rob a few disobedient kingdoms and principalities?"