Lao Li retorted seriously: "We cannot abuse our privileges."

"Is this called abuse?" Li Lin stepped on the bed.

Lao Li: "This trip is to do private affairs, why isn't it called abuse?"

“Ha~”

The two of them made a sneering sound.

Yan Feng suddenly said: "Old Li, if you want your Crazy Tiger School to develop, you can choose to pay to hire me and participate in it under the name of your school."

"Thank you, waive."

Old Li rolled his eyes: "You don't know how to do our school."

Yan Feng chuckled: "The so-called moves, the former moves are routine actions, how to explode with the greatest, fastest and strongest force, and the latter is the way to transport power. Compared with the former, the latter is the essence.

The tricks are nothing more than that. The immortals guide the way and hit the Huanglong are essentially thorns. The force is slashing Huashan and one or two points are also slashing. The sweeping thousands of troops and the crossing sword and the broken belt are all sweeping... The difference is just how the force is used.

The Mingjin path you took in the Kuanghu School happened to understand Mingjin a little, so it is impossible to copy it completely, but it is at least seventy percent like it, and few people can see it."

"..." Old Liu was about to speak, but thinking of Yan Feng's strength, he silently swallowed the rebuttal words.

People really have the confidence to say this.

You can't accept it.

"Okay, stop quarreling, I'm about to arrive at the station." Li Ming looked out the window a few times, then jumped over and moved his shoulders.

In fact, strictly speaking, he is the standard body shape. Whether it is height or weight, his muscle curve is not as good as Yan Feng, so he always gives people a sense of aggression.

...

Half an hour later.

Li Lin patted the steering wheel and complained reluctantly: "I took the train for more than ten hours and didn't even eat a bite of food. I changed it to a car again, but I'll drive..."

“Ladies are preferred.”

Yan Feng pressed down the back window, lit a cigarette, squinted his eyes and looked at the endless rice fields outside, and praised: "Small places have the benefits of small places, and the environment is incomparable to big cities."

Li Lin glared: "Madam is preferred? Yan Feng, you are so good at speaking. I found that no matter what happens, your mouth can always turn yourself to the side of morality. It is really reasonable and well-founded."

"Otherwise, how could the code name be called Scarecrow?" Li Ming smiled. He had checked the origin of the Scarecrow code name.

——A fallacy.

Eighty percent of the words in this guy are misleading, purposeful, and distorted, and can always inadvertently divert or distract people's attention or cause comprehension deviations.

"I'll drive." Li Ming said kindly.

"Thank you, handsome guy." Li Lin's eyes were gone with a smile.

Yan Feng squirted out a stream of smoke and suddenly said, "I saw a lot of warriors."

“It’s normal.”

Old Li nodded and said, "The preliminaries have begun and the selection competition has begun. In each martial arts meeting, there will be only 64 official players in the end."

"Can anyone sign up?" Li Ming asked curiously.

Lao Li explained: "No, the people from the Ninth Bureau personally checked. Although people who are not from the ancient martial arts circle can participate, it is equivalent to the nature of a kick-off. You should know what it means."

Li Ming suddenly realized that this martial arts gathering was a family banquet in the ancient martial arts circle. If outsiders get involved, they will naturally be targeted and blocked. The difficulty is much higher than legitimate exchanges and exchanges.

At least one circle will leave some room, if not the same circle...

Seeing that Old Li was staring at him as if he was guarding the thief, Yan Feng couldn't help but spray a smoke ring and said lightly: "Don't worry, I will not sign up. I, Yan Feng, always do my best to do my words."

"Hope so."

Old Li narrowed his eyes. He did not forget the opponent's fighting spirit and murderous intentions when he was fighting with Yan Feng. This was one of his few psychological shadows.

It is a terrible thing for a warrior to lose control.

For example, the consequences of the martial arts master like Yan Feng are out of control, and the consequences are simply unimaginable. Without hot weapons such as guns, his combat power is much stronger than that of special forces, and it is completely human-shaped weapons.

At this moment, a car suddenly rushed up, drove the window glass and showed a familiar face. He said to Li Lin in surprise: "Huh? Li Lin, you are here too."

Qingqiu ~

It's the guy who had provoked Yan Feng before.

Yan Feng glanced at him and asked Lao Li, "Don't he look down on Kung Fu? Why did it appear?"

"You don't know? That's right, you're not familiar with him."

Old Li glanced out and said lightly: "In the previous actions against the organization, he happened to encounter a mutant beast released by the organization, and then removed it, so it was appreciated and was listed as an exception in the Ninth Games.

However, it is still in the inspection period, and it will take at least half a year to become a regular employee. Even if I have passed the inspection period, I guess with his strength, I will be almost the same as Zhang He, and I have become a permanent staff member of the foreign service, just a small fish and shrimp."

Yan Feng narrowed his eyes. He noticed that Lao Li's tone was a little wrong and asked casually: "Have you told him what I asked you to tell me before?"

Old Li smiled and said, "He turned around, and he became angry when he heard it. Now he has become a member of the Ninth Bureau again. I guess he must be more arrogant. This time, he probably came here with the training nature."

"That's good." Yan Feng nodded slightly.

Over there, Li Lin talked to him for a few words and shook the window a little perfunctorily.

She has no feelings for Qingqiu. Because of her family, she is very independent, so in her opinion, Qingqiu is too naive, and her words and actions give her an uncontrollable feeling.

Comparing him with Yan Feng, the gap is even more obvious.

If you ignore Yan Feng's indifference to life and extremely self-centered personality, 90% of women will choose the former among Yan Feng and Qingqiu.

However, according to her observation, Yan Feng was extremely indifferent to feelings. He was lukewarm to anyone and kept a certain distance, like a lonely traveler.

Without concern, without bonds, and doing things depends entirely on one's will. He has his own set of yardsticks to measure everything, regardless of other people's opinions. In ancient times, he was a lay Buddhist who was free and carefree in the world.

"I really envy you." Li Lin withdrew her thoughts, then withdrew her unconscious gaze at Yan Feng, pouted and sighed: "Unrestrained, relaxed and comfortable."

“Everything has both advantages and disadvantages.”

Lao Li knew what she meant and said, "No matter how high a kite flies, as long as there is a wire, it will never float further and further away. But if there is no thread to bind it, it will easily fade away with the wind."

The meaning of this sentence is very intriguing.

Some advice or guidance.

"Maybe."

Yan Feng smiled and said nothing.

Even after coming to this world for more than ten years, he still doesn't have much sense of belonging. It's like experiencing a game with a high sense of reality, taking one step at a time, and not planning anything too deliberately.

"He's still following, so annoying."

After glanced at the side, Li Lin raised her eyebrows, pulled Yan Feng's sleeve, and said flatteringly: "Yan Feng, let's change your position? I want to take a breather and see the scenery."
Chapter completed!