The ladder slides up quickly.

After Feng Lin returned home, he changed his clothes and headed towards the high-rise of Feng's Building.

The transformation of life brought him confidence. He was reluctant to wait for a moment and had to formally showdown with his family to solve the hidden dangers three weeks later.

The prosperous road to cultivation is right in front of him. How could he be willing to accept the mercy of his family and waste his life in the family factory?

The ladder was filled with people, and Feng Lin stood inside in plain clothes, looking out of place, with disgusting eyes passing by him.

"This guy is dressed so badly, why did he run to the top management? This is not the place where the inferior should come!"

"Yes! I can smell the sour smell on his body, it's really bad!"

"I guess I just came out of the factory!"

...

Feng Lin stood in front of them, and these people did not restrain themselves, and kept sarcastic and did not regard him as his own tribe member at all.

Feng Lin stood quietly, unmoved, as if they were not talking about themselves at all.

Seeing his calm and gentle look, someone was immediately dissatisfied.

They said this to deliberately embarrass the brat, let him be more tactful and leave on their own initiative.

Unexpectedly, the lower tribe members were unmoved and did not take them at all. How could they not be angry?

"Hey! Boy, get out of here! This is not the place you should come!" A young man with a rebellious face leaned over and pushed his hand hard towards Feng Lin.

Feng Lin's legs were rooted like an old tree and stood still without moving, but his upper body was slightly shocked.

The next moment, the man pushed his palm on Feng Lin's shoulder, and immediately felt as if he was pushing a wall of iron. The force like a tide surged, and he flew out, smashed heavily on the bulkhead of the cloud ladder, twitching and falling to the ground.

There was shock around.

"How is this possible? Feng Hai's vitality has reached 1.5, but it falls down as soon as it touches. How high is this person's vitality?"

"Is this still a low-class person?"

"I can't read it wrong!"

...

The Feng clan people were surprised and looked at Feng Lin with shock and fear, as if they were looking at some prehistoric beasts, and they all made way out of the vast space and dared not come forward to provoke them anymore.

But before they could find out Feng Lin's identity, Feng Lin had already walked out of the ladder because he had arrived.

The 80th floor of Fengshi Building.

The cities of the interstellar era were densely covered with tall buildings, extremely majestic, and each one was as big as a small hill.

If the floor you live in is too low, it is easy to be blocked from the sun and live in the dark for many years.

These places are usually black streets, where inferior talents live.

The higher the floor, the more sunlight it shines, and the better the environment.

So generally speaking, people living on high-rise buildings are either rich or noble.

The Feng Family Building is the absolute high-level member of the Feng Family, the direct line among the direct line.

Feng Lin, a guy who looked like a lower-class tribe, walked into this place and instantly attracted countless surprised eyes.

Those eyes swept across his simple clothes, and his disdain was beyond words.

Feng Lin seemed to have not seen it, walked through the slender corridor and came to a spacious hall.

There was a long queue in front of the gate, afraid that there would be dozens of people. Although the team was long, they were all waiting patiently, and it was very quiet.

"Feng Family Management Office!"

Such a large family has a population of tens of thousands.

As there are more people, the more troubles there will be and people need to deal with it.

Therefore, the families on earth have a core clan who manages all family affairs and is called the steward.

This is the office of the Feng family’s butler.

The Feng family has a large population and has constant chores every day. If you want to come to him, it must be an important matter. If you trouble the butler with a messy and messy matter, it will not only be useless, but also severely punished.

Even so, queuing is normal, and sometimes it takes several days.

Feng Lin found a back seat and sat down, and waited quietly.

"What are you doing when a low-class person doesn't go to the factory to work?"

"Has he been absent from work? He dared to come to find the butler? Aren't he afraid of being punished?"

"What a bold one!"

...

When the people in line saw Feng Lin approaching, they immediately opened the distance in disgust and whispered.

Feng Lin looks at the nose with his eyes and his nose with his heart with a calm face.

The team moved forward slowly and in an orderly manner. After more than an hour, Feng Lin had only advanced to five positions. If this continues, it is his turn.

But he can only wait.

Breaking in rashly will only anger the butler and make things worse, which is very unwise.

"You low-class tribe, hurry up and get out of here! Time doesn't wait for anyone. Is it necessary to bother the butler for such a mess? You can't afford to delay my affairs!" A disharmonious voice sounded beside you.

Feng Lin was pushed hard by someone. He slowly opened it, looking at a thin and smug face in front of him, and sighed softly.

The expression was depressed and irritable.

What time is this today? I am not the useless protagonist in the novel, so why are there always people coming forward to provoke?

These people can't even be villains, and don't even have a wink. Do I look so easy to bully?

When will you meet a villain with IQ?

...

These messy thoughts flashed through Feng Lin's mind. He became serious, but in fact he knew the reason himself.

The family has clear ranks and fierce competition.

After all, his identity as a inferior tribe makes people feel that he is weak and can be bullied.

It seems that he must become strong as soon as possible to get rid of this difficult situation. Otherwise, if such bad things will never end in the future, can he practice well?

"Boy, what's your name? Don't you even recognize me Fenglang? Get out of here!" The thin man looked like a playboy. Seeing Feng Lin not talking for a long time, he pushed him over again.

Feng Lin’s response to dealing with such a person is very simple.

That's the fist!

The fist as big as a sandbag, the flesh is as big as a fist.

Bang!

The man was immediately smashed and fell heavily to the ground.

But the man jumped up immediately the next time, except for being embarrassed, he seemed to have not received any injuries. He stared at Feng Lin fiercely, his face turned red, "Bastard!"

Although this punch didn't work much strength, this guy took his punch head-on. Feng Lin couldn't help but be surprised that this guy has a strong vitality.

Snake Fist!

The man's body twisted and came quickly, hissing, hissing, pointing toward Feng Lin's eyes, hissing, and hissing, pointing directly at the vital points of Feng Lin's eyes. His moves were quite sinister.

"Good come!" Feng Lin was not afraid at all and went straight to meet him.

The body technique of this Snake Fist is light and sharp, and it is heavy and it attacks people's vital points.

This is very similar to Baguazhang.

Feng Lin stepped on gossip and got entangled with the other party.

The fists and palms were touching each other, and Feng Lin's body did not move at all. The man retreated repeatedly, but he was at a disadvantage as soon as he fought.

"Good job! Fight, beat the other person to death!"

"If you are a man, don't be timid!"

"I didn't expect there would be such a good show!"

...

The people around were afraid that the world would not be in chaos and kept cheering.

Suddenly a majestic voice sounded.

"What are you doing? Why are you in conflicts within the family and destroying family laws? If you don't give a reason, I will put you all in jail!"
Chapter completed!