Just as everyone was stunned, Qiu Jiutian saluted Lin Feng: "Mr. Lin will have a date later!"

"Um."

Lin Feng nodded lightly.

Then, Qiu Jiutian hid away with the snakeskin bag containing Ouyang Feng on his back.

Come without a trace, go without a shadow! The achievements of the person are unpredictable by gods and ghosts.

When the eight masters saw this, they were as cold as cicadas.

Even Qiu Jiutian is so polite to Lin Feng, what are we?

The eight of us were tied together and could not beat Ouyang Feng, who was just Qiu Jiutian's apprentice, and the difference in this generation was so different.

The eight people saluted Lin Feng together: "Mr. Lin, there will be a date later!"

What the eight masters were thinking at this time: Fortunately, we didn’t take action, otherwise we wouldn’t be able to leave even if we wanted to.

"Um."

Lin Feng nodded lightly, as expected.

The eight masters, as if they had received the imperial edict, quickly jumped out of the teahouse and rushed out of the teahouse as if they had obtained the imperial edict.

"Mr. Lin! Let's spare us too. We have eyes but no beads, but we don't know Mount Tai."

The 200 men in black tied on the big tree shouted at Lin Feng in frustration.

Their voices trembled, and the eight masters were still standing by and didn't take any action, so they could easily get out.

But they took action just now, and they took action twice. The first time they attacked Mengzi, and the second time they attacked Dingxiang.

Fortunately, neither of these two people were injured, and of course they were not capable, so they begged for mercy to Lin Feng with a lucky mentality.

Lin Feng stepped to Dingxiang, looked up and down, left and right, and even checked his eyelashes carefully.

Dingxiang looked so hard that her face was pink and her body stood very straight. She let Lin Shuai check her body.

Lin Feng wanted to check whether these more than 200 men in black just now hurt Dingxiang?

Although he knew it was impossible to hurt him, Dingxiang was his blue-faced confidante. Even if Dingxiang lost one eye hair, Lin Feng would not let these people go.

"Shishuai Lin, I'm very good. I exercised for a while. I tied them all to a big tree and waited for Lin's instructions."

Dingxiang said in a shy face in Lin Shuai's ear in a voice that only two people could hear.

I am afraid that outsiders will know Lin Shuai’s identity.

Lin Feng nodded: "If they besieged you, they are guilty of slapping you 20 years ago and then get out of here."

After Lin Feng finished speaking, he pointed with his hand.

As soon as the air flowed out from his fingertips, the ropes of more than 200 people tied to the tree were burned directly.

The more than 200 people were divided into two groups and started slapping them in the face.

The more you fight, the happier you get. This is so cheap for them! Between body and face, face is not as important as body, not to mention that more than 200 of them were slapped in the face, and collectively losing face means not losing face.

"Report to Mr. Lin, I slapped twenty years ago..." Two black men said to Lin Feng.

"Report to Mr. Lin, I've also slapped twenty slaps..." "I've also slapped twenty slaps..." All the men in black stopped at this time and asked for instructions at Lin Feng: "We've all slapped twenty slaps, can we leave?"

"The short man in the middle can't leave with a tuft of hair."

Lin Feng suddenly opened his eyes and said lightly to all the men in black, "A tuft of hair slapped 18 times in the face, and 2 less."

"ah?

!”

When all the men in black heard this, they were stunned! Most of them did as Lin Feng asked.

However, there are always people who want to fool them, cut corners and spend less money.

Just a tuft of hair.

Yituo Mao thought that so many people were slapping and slapping, and the sound was confused, so Lin Feng couldn't tell it, so he would beat two less.

Unexpectedly, Lin Feng discovered it! He pointed him out with great accuracy! When a squat of hair heard this, he was like a sieve and knelt on the ground with a thud: "Mr. Lin, I deserve to die, I may have counted it wrong, I'm slapping..." Snake! Two crisp slaps in the face, everyone heard it, and they were stunned! A squat of hair slaps themselves, which was nothing strange, in order to make up for the 20 numbers.

What surprised them was how Lin Feng could accurately tell that one person had 2 fewer than two of them slapped each other in the chaos of these 200 people slapping each other?

There were only two, and they couldn't escape Lin Feng's ears. What's more, Lin Feng stood behind their backs and didn't look at them.

Have eyes on the back of the head?

Nest! Isn’t this too scary?

"But, Mr. Lin really has nothing on the back of his head, no hindrance!"

A man in black said tremblingly.

"Mr. Lin is the most handsome, how could he have a hind eye?

That's something that monsters grow."

Then, how did he know that a slap of Mao Shao twice?

Isn't these ears too sensitive?

Just thinking about it makes me scared to the extreme.

"Why did you slap two less in the face?

You really killed us..." All the men in black were very angry at this time. The opportunity he had finally won was disturbed by this tuft of hair.

All of them are seriously slapped in the face. Who will remember other people’s numbers?

Remember your own numbers and report them to Lin Feng after typing.

"I deserve to die, I'll slap in the face for another 20 more..." Yituo Mao said, slapping himself in the face with all his strength.

Soon, his face was as if he was slapped! And Lin Feng just said lightly: "Give him shameless!"

"Yes, yes, I'm shameless, I'm a slut, I don't have any face."

A tuft of hair slapped the face while kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy.

Although Lin Feng turned his back to the group of men in black, he could clearly hear the sound of the men in black standing in which direction with his keen hearing. He kept closing his eyes and listening, missing 2 numbers, which was exactly the one in the middle.

When everyone saw this, they felt cold in their hearts because of Lin Feng’s unpredictable skills.

Who is this?

It was possible to hear 2 less sounds in such a messy sound, and also to hear the specific location! It was extremely accurate, and it was not even wrong to have a step away. The accuracy of the judgment was already incredible.

So the other black men thought that if Lin Feng wanted to kill them, it might be in a short while without any effort.

"Buried him."

Lin Feng said lightly.

"yes!"

These 199 men in black, worked together, buried the tuft of hair that had rarely slapped in the face and then flattened it! How could there be any disobedience to what Lin Feng said?

After all this, all the men in black stood in two rows and bowed to Lin Feng, "Mr. Lin, can we leave now?"

Lin Feng just waved his hand.

"Yes, Mr. Schelling!"

199 men in black turned around and disappeared quickly.

"Okay! It's really good kung fu."

Zhou Min slowly walked down from the tea pavilion and looked at Lin Feng from afar: "Now, the time for the decisive battle has come, and now is the countdown to your death!"

After Zhou Min finished speaking, he boarded a small boat.

The boat is made of steel steel plates, all of which are bulletproof, and even glass is bulletproof glass.
Chapter completed!