Zhan Pengfei and others were stunned and shocked.

Wu Jianxiong ran in quickly, glared at them fiercely, and then bowed to Mr. He and said, "Mr. He is really sorry. The people below are ignorant, so I hope he can forgive me."

"No problem, who would be fine with a group of ants? Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

He curled his lips disdainfully, and Mr. He left with contempt. Wu Jianxiong followed behind with a humble look, and even before he could wink Yang Feng.

"Yang Feng, come here."

Yang Feng was confused, and looked at the people around him with fear, shrugged and followed him directly.

Soon, the three of them arrived in the room of the commander Wu Jianxiong, one in front and one in the future.

But at this moment, Mr. He immediately sat in Wu Jianxiong's seat, but Wu Jianxiong stood next to him like a follower.

Yang Feng sat across from the two of them carelessly, showing a naive smile like a signboard, without any awareness of his subordinates.

Wu Jianxiong glared at him fiercely and shouted: "There is no rules. How dare you be so arrogant in front of Mr. He? Get up!"

"What does it matter? Sir, the commander, just sit down, stingy."

Rolling his eyes, Yang Feng stood up with a resentful look on his face and moved his butt away, like a wronged child.

Mr. He looked at him, couldn't help but smile, waved his hand and said, "It's not hindering, it's not hindering, just sit down. I just asked you some questions, don't be nervous."

"Hey, I'm not nervous, hey hey."

With a grin, Yang Feng sat down carelessly again, and at the same time he understood in his heart.

It turns out that the reason why the commander hurriedly called him today was because Mr. He wanted to see him. I just don’t know what the old man He wanted to ask him, so he might have guessed that he was Chen Jialuo’s business.

.

Yang Feng looked calm and did not care, but his heart was already full of warning.

Wu Jianxiong was anxious about Yang Feng's unruly nature, for fear that he would anger the old man He and he would not be able to protect him.

But the old man He kept smiling, staring at him tightly, and said lightly: "I heard that you only came to Wujiabao in the past month, right?"

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, it seems that a lot of things have happened in Wujiabao since you came, especially a Chen Jialuo popped up. Is it related to you?"

Old man He's eyes flashed with splendor, and he said firmly.

Yang Feng blinked his innocent big eyes and shrugged slightly, "This is my business? There are so many people coming to Wujiabao every day. It happens that Chen Jialuo ran out during this period. Is it all related to Chen Jialuo?"

Yang Feng's tone was very calm. After watching Eagle He for a long time, he didn't see any flaws. He smiled and nodded and said, "You are right, I just asked casually. By the way, I heard that you were from the Tianpeng Arena Competition this year.

Champion.”

"Yes, you've heard of my daimyo?"

As soon as the corner of his mouth was grinning, Yang Feng immediately said proudly: "If you don't be humble, I am a genius in the lower world. Even if I come to the spiritual world, I will not be inferior. Otherwise, why would Lord Sima love me so much?

?Even the commander, he looks at me differently. Although I am just a new noble now, in time, hum, I guess our Lord Wubao is not my opponent..."

"presumptuous!"

As soon as this said, Wu Jianxiong shouted directly: "Yang Feng, pay attention to your words and don't talk nonsense."

Hmm!

After his body stopped, Yang Feng stopped talking, but just rolled his eyes and glanced at him.

Seeing Yang Feng's unhappy look, Mr. He nodded with a smile: "Okay, okay, you are very interesting, little guy. But I heard that not long ago, you seemed to have been attacked by night, right?"

"Yes, it was dark and windy at that time, and a figure suddenly popped up and wanted to kill me. But who am I? Can the champion of the Tianpeng ring tournament be so easy to make him succeed? So I fought with him for 300 rounds,

Kill him so hard that the wind and clouds change color, throw away his armor, and howls..."

"Okay, okay, you need to say nothing."

Seeing that he was about to talk about storytelling, Kong Linghe quickly stopped him and asked the key point: "Do you know the person who wants to kill you? Why did he kill you?"

"This... it was too dark at that time, and I didn't see it clearly. It's just..."

"Just what?"

"Is it just a reason to kill me? tsk..."

A long sigh of turbid breath, Yang Feng said sadly: "Old sir, I believe you should have this vision, you can see that. A handsome, elegant, and talented pride of heaven is not jealous of others.

Possible things. When girls in the city are crazy about me, they will naturally attract hatred from boys in the city. Is it a mediocre person not to be jealous of others? So if you ask me who the murderer who killed me is, I think it's all

All men in the city are possible.”

Well!

As soon as his face sucked, Eagle Crane couldn't help but smile bitterly and shake her head.

This girl is really a living treasure. Are you so confident in your charm?

"Then do you mind if I'm looking at your injuries?"

"Don't mind, you can see."

After Yang Feng silently said that he had changed his account in his heart, he immediately lifted up his clothes, revealing the narrow scar inside.

The Eagle Crane's face turned solemn, and she raised her old hand to rub the scar for a moment, nodding secretly: "Well, it's true that it's the injury these two days, and the opponent is not weak, so she has the means to kill the prey with one sword. The little guy

, It is really rare that you can escape your life from this person.”

"Then you need to say that, no matter what, I am the championship of the Tianpeng ring competition..."

puff!

However, before Yang Feng's boasting was over, he felt a sudden pain. Looking around, he saw the ethereal crane with an old face cold, and his two thin fingers crept on his wound.

He cut a bloody wound on his already scabbed scar.

Yang Feng's face tightened, gritted his teeth tightly, and said nothing.

Wu Jian, who was standing beside him, was anxious and hurriedly said, "Mr. He, you are..."

"Little guy!"

Ignoring the nervous words of the commander, Ewing He just looked at Yang Feng with a sinister look on his face and said coldly: "When I ask questions in the future, just explain it truthfully, and there is no need to add so much bragging nonsense. I am old,

If you have a bad memory, can you just consider it to be considerate of the elderly?"

"Well... OK!"

Gripping his teeth tightly, Yang Feng blushed and squeezed out a word from his teeth.

Eagle Crane smiled with satisfaction: "It's so good, it's concise and to the point. Young people should be less impetuous and more pragmatic, hum."

puff!

As soon as he finished speaking, Ewing Crane raised his fingers and the blood from Yang Feng's wound suddenly collapsed, dyeing his chest red.

However, Yang Feng did not scream and still smiled.

The Eagle Crane waved her hand dismissively: "Go out."

Yang Feng nodded slightly and turned his head to leave. The moment he turned around, the murderous intent in his eyes suddenly burst out.
Chapter completed!