Chapter 3 Bait ()

Seeing the other party's idea, the Hutou Gang gathered together and stood behind Shen Feng.

"Five heads?"

Chen Feng looked back at Wu Da behind him. If the other party was really the fifth leader of the Feilong Gang, then there was no reason why Wu Da and other local snakes would not know. Could it be that the Hutou Gang is lying to him?

When Wu Da saw Chen Feng looking at him, he immediately understood Chen Feng's doubts when he was about to become a spirit. He immediately whispered loudly, "Little girl, don't talk big, there are always four leaders of the Feilong Gang. When will you, the fifth leader, pop up?"

The woman took out a token as big as a palm from her arms, engraved with a dragon pattern, and threw it over. Chen Feng caught it and looked at it, and said, "Qingyan, Long Feiwu?"

"The leader of the gang is the 'Five Flying Dragons, Yan Qing', and he is really the fifth leader of the Feilong Gang!"

Li Deshu came up and used his cross-eyes to distinguish it, his voice trembling a little.

"That's right, I am the fifth leader of the Feilong Gang who just joined the Feilong Gang yesterday. Yan Qing, known as "Sky Piao". This time I came to take down your Tiger Head Gang and give it to Boss Long as a letter of fame."

"Haha, Chen Feng laughed, "Don't think that you have too many people, our Hutou Gang will be afraid. If you really want to fight, even if we all die in battle, you can't think about it! Brothers, do you think so?!"

There was no voice except for the sound of the wind coming from behind.

Yan Qing sneered, his eyes full of irony, and the Feilong Gang members behind her pointed their fingers behind Chen Feng and laughed.

Chen Feng suddenly felt something was wrong. He turned around and found that at some point, more than 20 people from the Tiger Head Gang had already run away for hundreds of meters, throwing his armor along the way. Wu Da, the second leader, even ran away as he ran, and tripped himself to the ground. He simply had his pants, his white butt, and he ran happily.

"Your sister!"

Fortunately, there was still one person who didn't run away. Chen Dalong hugged his chest with his hands, and the big knife was inserted diagonally in front of his chest. His eyes were calm and he looked at the direction of the Feilong Gang, with a look of indifference.

Chen Feng patted Chen Dalong on the shoulder and said, "It turns out that true love is revealed in times of adversity, and people's hearts are revealed over time. Good brother!"

"No, gang leader"

"Okay, needless to say, I understand." Chen Feng gave an obvious look, then turned to Yan Qing and said, "Even if we are only the two of us, we will fight to the end. Kill one pair enough money, and you will make a profit!"

Yan Qing stopped talking and looked at Chen Feng with joking eyes. A member of the Qinglong Gang whispered loudly, "We are the fifth masters of the third level of the mortal level. We know our own knowledge, otherwise it will be hard to die when we fall into our hands!"

"Level 3 of the mortal level? What is this?" Chen Feng asked Chen Dalong in a low voice.

"This is the level of martial arts, the third level, and you can be considered a second-rate expert in this area."

"What level are you?"

Chen Dalong said proudly, "Average level, second level."

Chen Feng almost cursed, "That's still one level lower than others, you can pull a bird!"

"What's that? Look at her, she is thirty years old. I'm only fifteen years old this year. When I reach her age, I'm four times better than I am now." Chen Dalong looked disdainful. Yan Qing was not a big deal in his eyes.

"I'll talk about it today, four times more. Wait, you're only fifteen?"

Chen Feng looked at Chen Dalong, who was two meters tall and three meters tall and had a weathered face. He couldn't believe that no matter how he looked at this guy, he was only fifteen years old!

"Hey, why are you doing there? Why don't you go on the road quickly? Otherwise, when our fifth leader takes action, with her third-level strength, you will wait to be crushed to pieces!"

The gang member said impatiently.

"Ask you sister, what kind of bird thing is the third level? Our big dragon is still an eighth level master!" Chen Feng added a sentence in his heart, "Fifteen years later", "Come here if you are not afraid of death!"

"Average level eighth level?"

As soon as Chen Feng said something, the Feilong Gang, including Yan Qing, were stunned for a moment, but after a few seconds, they all laughed, laughing in a slight way. Even if they saw Wu Da run off his pants just now, they didn't laugh so hard.

"Is there anything wrong? Although it will happen fifteen years later, it won't be so laughing like this, right?" Chen Feng turned his head to ask Chen Dalong, and found that Chen Dalong's face was red and looked like he was so embarrassed that he had seen him.

"Gangmaster, they are laughing at the word eighth level."

"What's wrong with the eighth level? You are now at the second level, so four times stronger than the second level is the eighth level? Could it be?" Chen Feng was shocked. Could it be that there is also "Journey to the West" here and Zhu Bajie?

After hearing Chen Feng's words, Chen Dalong's face turned into a pig's liver. He quickly said, "Gang Master, there are only six levels of the mortal level. If you exceed the 6th level, you will become a strong man in the earth level. Speaking of the eighth level of the mortal level, you may be the only one in the entire China Continent. Also, I stayed to give this to you."

Chen Dalong stuffed the knife into Chen Feng's hand and said, "Don't worry, when I am better than her, I will avenge you, the leader. I'm leaving, take care of you!"

After Chen Dalong finished speaking, he ran away and ran away in a few strokes.

Chen Feng was alone in the wind, messy. Suddenly he remembered a line from the American Journey, Chen Feng murmured, "I am worthy of being my subordinate, I even run so handsomely!"

"How about it, gang leader, I wonder if your level is the ninth level of the mortal level or the tenth level? With the powerful weapon of the Tiger Head Gang in your hand, do you want to pick all of us dozens of people alone?"

Yan Qing was having fun and had two more daggers in his hand at some point, looking like he would pounce on him at any time.

Chen Feng's face was filled with flattering smiles, and he half bent over and said in a vain story, "The Five Heads are joking. In fact, from the beginning, I was just joking. The Five Heads' name was already famous when I was young and became famous all over the world. I admired the Five Heads' very much since I was a child. Look, your name is Yan Qing, nicknamed "Floating to the Sky". You used your two hands to grab weapons."

"Fifth Head, he actually read your nickname in the opposite direction. It is clearly playing with you, the Five Head." The members of the Feilong Gang whispered to Yan.

Yan Qing snorted coldly, and the two daggers were dazzled in her hands, walking towards Shenfeng step by step.

Chen Feng saw that his forehead was leaping with blue veins, and he hurriedly placed the big knife in his hand on his chest, but at that moment, Chen Feng suddenly felt something on the front of the big knife.

Chen Feng looked down and was stunned for two seconds, then shouted, as if he had seen a ghost, threw the knife towards Yan Qing, turned around and ran away.

Yan Qing blocked the big knife with a casual slash. She was a little surprised and panicked. She looked down and found that there were five crooked words written on the blade.

"There are rolling stones, run."

Yan Qing's face changed drastically. At this moment, a rumbling sound came from the top. When he looked up, he found that a large piece of rolling stone was falling down on Hutou Mountain.
Chapter completed!