Training room.

Han Feng is still testing.

After the sand and dust power test was completed, he began to try to test the power of divine thoughts.

only.

For some reason, the power of divine thoughts could not be exerted.

"It should be true."

Han Feng pondered.

He still split the skill of the "Pillar of Heaven" as he did last time, and replaced the power of sand and dust inside with the power of divine thoughts.

invalid!

"strangeness……"

"The divine sand table is obviously OK."

Han Feng was confused.

for a long time.

He failed several times and had to leave regretfully.

certainly.

When leaving the training area.

When he walked to the public area and saw some children waiting for the test, Han Feng just smiled slightly and tried his best to maintain the cultivation of a rich man.

“Low, low-key.”

...

for a long time.

Han Feng returned to the rental house.

Today I have been tired for a day, fighting with others and testing my skills, and he is already exhausted.

Um...

Considering the probability of sudden death of a sand table master comparable to a programmer, Han Feng thought about it and temporarily gave up his idea of ​​continuing to practice and rest with peace of mind.

night.

It passed quietly.

However.

Just at five or six in the morning...

Bang!

Bang!

A loud noise suddenly sounded, and Han Feng woke up and saw a burly figure outside the rental house beating wildly at his doorstep.

Amazingly powerful.

Even if you don’t use super energy elements, it’s very scary!

enemy?!

Han Feng's face changed slightly.

brush!

He quickly got up and planned to call the police, and then at this moment, he heard a familiar voice coming from outside the door.

"Han Feng!"

"Come out for me!"

"Don't hide inside and leave without making a sound, I know you're at home!"

"You have the ability to sell figures, do you have the ability to open the door?!"

Angry roar.

Hey.

This sound...

Tan Zihao?!

Han Feng was in a daze, why did this guy come?!

still……

It's midnight?!

Even in the previous battle, the two of them had some conflicts, but they wouldn't come to take revenge in the middle of the night! There was still such a big stir!!

besides……

What is a figure?

etc.

Han Feng suddenly felt excited and remembered the figure that Uncle Zhang gave him that was bulging and tilted back...

hiss--

Tan Zihan!!

Something happened to the figure that Uncle Zhang bought! The owner came to him!

Damn it!

He knew there would be a problem!

what to do?

Han Feng's mind flashed quickly.

Don't admit it?

No, no.

Since Tan Zihao came to the door late at night, there must be detailed evidence. It is very likely that he got Uncle Zhang’s information when he beat the seller!

Call the police?

No no no no.

Not necessarily useful!

It may be embarrassing...

After all, it is a shameful behavior of collecting other people's girls' figures...

Let’s talk about it.

He felt the fierce impact of Tan Zihao, and the law enforcement officers might not have time to come, so he ascended to heaven!!!

So……

There is only one way!

Bang!

Bang!

Tan Zihao was still knocking violently. Even if the super energy element was not used, the security door would be overwhelmed.

finally……

boom!

With a loud bang, the security door opened with a loud bang.

"Han Feng!"

Tan Zihao rushed in angrily and saw Han Feng in the room.

Whoosh!

The cold light flashes.

The fist as big as a casserole fell down with a bang.

However.

Han Feng in front of him just raised his hand lightly and pointed his phone at him. Tan Zihao took a casual look and his body suddenly stopped.

now.

A familiar face appeared on Han Feng's mobile phone.

"Xiao Han?"
To be continued...