Lin Feng was inexplicably surrounded and found that in addition to the gunman, there were teams of people entering the field.

Compared with the gunman in front, the people entering the venue were dressed differently and had different expressions. The only thing that was the same was that each of them had a collar around their necks.

Although I have never eaten pork, I have seen pigs running. Lin Feng instantly recognized that the collar was for slaves. As long as this collar is taken with me, it will never be taken off for the rest of my life except for the key. Because there is a self-destructing device on it, anyone who takes it off without permission will touch the device and cause a huge explosion.

I don’t know who made such a big scene, with hundreds of slaves, including giants, fishmen, and delicate women. Lin Feng stood there, waiting for the appearance of the main master.

After one round of shooting, the gunman did not continue to load and shoot, but instead knelt down respectfully, and everyone seemed to be waiting for something.

A squeaking sound suddenly came. Lin Feng looked up and found that the gunman was divided into two rows. A strong man carrying a sedan chair appeared in front of his head, and a fat man sat on it, wearing a hood like an oxygen cylinder on his head.

Lin Feng rubbed his chin and always felt that he had seen the fat man in the sedan chair, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him for a while.

Lin Feng, who couldn't think of it, simply stopped talking, waited for the other party to speak, see what it was, and then decided whether to continue to take action.

"Bold untouchables! He didn't kneel down when he saw Saint Roznid!" A man in black clothes and eyes with black sunglasses walked out of the crowd and shouted sternly.

"Roznid?" Lin Feng felt that the name was quite familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it. Just when he was about to ask who it was, the man in black suddenly fell down.

"Bang!"

The fat man sitting in the sedan chair took out a flintlock gun without any warning and shot the man in black next to him. At the same time, he scolded angrily: "You don't have to be so polite to the murderer who killed my son!"

After saying that, Roznid jumped off the sedan chair, and was as fat as a hill, and he was struggling forward with difficulty. He looked down at Lin Feng with anger on his face without any concealment, and shouted loudly: "Uncle, let me pay my son's life today!"

Lin Feng suddenly remembered it at this time, and then looked at Roznid with a puzzled look on his face. Could it be that I am seeking revenge for my son?

Lin Feng looked at him more and more. With his identity and words, he concluded that the other party was here to seek revenge, so he instantly lost his good face, "Why, kill the young man, the old man came out to take revenge?"

When Roznid saw Lin Feng's careless appearance, he heard his language teasing, and instantly lost his patience. His anger was like a volcano erupting, and he grabbed the musket of the musket team beside him, and he couldn't even look at it like Lin Feng's shooting.

"Shoot, shoot me! Hit me hard!" Roznid roared at the people next to him while shooting at Lin Feng.

The members of the surrounding musket team did not dare to be negligent, and loaded the bullets and then frantically launched the design towards Lin Feng.

"Iron blocks and steel!"

Lin Feng used the same trick again, his body was as hard as steel, and the bullets hit his chest and kept making the sound of metal and iron intersecting, which was very harsh.

When Roznid saw the bullet, he couldn't do anything to Lin Feng. He was so angry that his fat face shook and he still stood aside, shouting at the slaves: "You, come on! Whoever can kill him today will give you freedom!"

Originally, there were numbness, despair, silence, and despair on these hard-working faces, but when Roznid said this, everyone turned into a unified expression, from surprise to surprise, and finally there was a full of fanaticism on their faces. Some people even shed tears with excitement, and their noses and tears flowed all over the floor.

Then the slaves' expressions of looking at Lin Feng changed completely, full of fanaticism, and some even wanted to swallow Lin Feng alive.

Now, no matter how Roznyd ordered, every slave rushed towards Lin Feng with no chance. They were faster than the other, for fear of falling to the end, and gave up this hard-earned opportunity to others.

No one wants to continue to stay under the hands of the Tianlong people as slaves. They have had enough of this life that is worse than that of pigs and dogs. For their future, they are willing to fight for their wealth and life!

A tall giant raised his foot like Lin Feng stepped on the direction. The huge sound of breaking through the air could be heard very clearly even from a distance, "Die me! Freedom is mine!"

The giant roared and stepped towards Lin Feng, and the other slaves did not even dare to get too close, for fear that they would be trampled into meat paste if they were not careful.

Lin Feng knew that these slaves were actually in control, not because they were their original intentions, but even so, he could not just let the other party attack him unscrupulously. He had to fight back, and at most he could only guarantee not to kill them.

Faced with the trampling of the giants, Lin Feng stretched out his left arm and pointed straight at the giants' huge soles.

"puff!"

The huge soles of the feet fell. In addition to the trembling of the earth, there was also a crisp sound, like a nail piercing into the flesh.

Lin Feng stood in the middle of the giant's feet covered in blood, and asked with a sneer: "Is it not good to step on the nail?"

After saying that, Lin Feng rose up without waiting for the giant to answer, jumped up, jumped high, and came to the air, near the giant's chin, and then the dark iron fist suddenly rushed up.

Lin Feng and the giant stood together, and the ant and the elephant were very different. However, at this moment, the ant used its "tiny" fists to shake the elephant like a hill and defeated the elephant head-on.

Just like being hit by dozens of shellings, the giant only felt his head swing, then he lost consciousness, lost strength under his feet, and his huge body began to slowly pour out and slowly fell down.

"Do not to escape!" The slaves around them changed their faces and kept shouting.

Some people ran away again, while others took advantage of the opportunity of this riot and quietly came to Lin Feng, used his hands as a knife, and suddenly cut it into Lin Feng's chest.

"clang"

The palms face the chest, and there is no dull sound of flesh colliding, but rather a crisp confrontation between steel and steel.

Lin Feng looked at the man in front of him with a grim smile, twisted his hand and broke the other party's palm, "You can be armed and domineering. It seems that you were the number one figure before, which is a pity."

It was a pity that Lin Feng took action but showed no mercy. After destroying both hands, Lin Feng kicked the man away.

He instantly fought two powerful enemies. The slaves around him were not frightened, but became more and more determined and had to kill Lin Feng.
Chapter completed!