Feng Lin followed the path by the river and was about to buy a train ticket, but he suddenly sneezes.

He touched his nose and looked at the willow tree in the distance.

A middle-aged man with a greasy hair and half-white hair, Kong Wu was punching vigorously.

Beside him was a tall man in a suit standing.

Very strong, and at first glance, he is a martial artist.

Feng Lin stood here and looked for a while, shook his head gently.

Although I have practiced dark energy, my physical trauma will never go further in my life.

Feng Lin is not a great charity, so there is no need to give advice to those who meet by chance.

Walked straight past him.

Zhou Tian had long seen this head shaking action.

He originally thought that Feng Lin, a cloud player, was ready to give him some advice.

Show that pitiful knowledge.

Unexpectedly, the young man didn't say a word.

This attracted Zhou Tian’s attention instead.

"Young man!"

Zhou Tian took off the white towel on his neck, wiped the sweat from his face, and blocked Feng Lin.

"What's wrong?"

Feng Lin said lightly.

"I don't know what your shaking head meant just now. I'm a little ignorant and like to ask people for advice."

Zhou Tian smiled at Feng Lin.

"I just feel sorry, your talent is OK, but your physical trauma, coupled with your old age and physical weakness, will be like this for the rest of your life."

Feng Lin glanced at him calmly and left after saying that.

Zhou Tian's face changed drastically, and he had been suffering from secret injuries for more than 20 years.

No one else knows except family.

How did he know?

"Sir, wait!"

Zhou Tian stood in front of Feng Lin again, calling him the young man who had been the past and became a gentleman.

"So what's wrong?"

Feng Lin stopped.

"In the next week, I wonder if the name of Mr.

Zhou Tian's expression this time became respectful.

"My name is Feng Lin, don't be so polite. It's difficult to treat your injury." Feng Lin grabbed Zhou Tian's wrist.

At the same time, the tall man standing behind Feng Lin thought that Feng Lin was going to attack Zhou Tian.

He jumped towards Feng Lin like a tiger.

However, Feng Lin seemed to have eyes on his back, so he easily avoided his attack and put his hand on the other party's chest.

boom!

The strong man's eyes were wide open and his body was shocked.

He flew backwards uncontrollably and landed in the river next to him, splashing large splashes of water.

From beginning to end, Feng Lin didn't look at him.

"The dark force transforms!"

Zhou Tian's voice trembled, and huge waves were stirring up in his heart.

When did this exist in Jiang City?

Entering the true martial arts is the transformation from Mingjin to darkjin.

Zhou Tian was in the late stage of the Ancient Power. He alone led the Zhou family and became the four major families in Jiangshi.

However, the person in front of him was obviously separated from the dark force and entered the realm of transformation.

Turn invisible power into tangible.

"Sorry to your people, this is my instinctive reaction."

Feng Lin let go of Zhou Tian's wrist and continued, "Your injury can be cured or not. Even if you recover, it will be difficult to go further."

"Sir, if you don't mind, go to my house to sit down." Zhou Tian bowed respectfully.

"No need, I'm here to quit the marriage this time, and now I've quit the marriage too, so I'm going to go back."

Feng Lin waved his hands casually, put his hands in his pockets, and left here.

"Exit marriage?"

Zhou Tian whispered softly and immediately looked at Xiaohe, "Xiao Zhang, is it okay?"

"fine."

The strong man in the water crawled out of it.

...

Feng Lin put his hands in his pockets and walked along the riverside path and left the East District.

Come to the downtown area of ​​Jiang City.

Looking around, Feng Lin finally felt familiar.

He once attended high school for three years, but he had never entered the villa area where the rich lived.

But I know all about other areas.

"Are you Feng Lin?"

Suddenly, a man stood in front of Feng Lin.

Feng Lin stared at the man in front of him, always feeling aware of him, but he couldn't remember it for a moment.

"Did you forget? I am Guo Dong, your high school classmate."

Guo Dong pointed at him and said with a smile.

"Oh! It's you."

Feng Lin suddenly realized that when Guo Dong was in high school, he was a loud speaker in the class and he was familiar with it.

He was very thin at the beginning, but he didn't expect it to taste now.

"Haha! It turns out that you are developing in Jiang City, but I don't even know that we are taking time to gather together."

Guo Dong hugged Feng Lin very enthusiastically.

However, after hugging, the short woman beside him immediately tidied up the suit he was wearing.

He looked at Feng Lin without forgetting to disgust.

It seems to be saying that Feng Lin is not worthy of contacting Guo Dong.

"This is my girlfriend, Qian Jing." Guo Dong smiled and introduced.

Qian Jing had no good expression. From time to time, she looked at the watch on her wrist and said impatiently: "Let's go quickly, how can Mr. Li be more important to classmates?"

Feng Lin didn't care either, he just waved his hand gently, "You have to be busy in advance."

"Okay, let's leave a phone number..."

"Go away!"

Qian Jing pulled his arm away without waiting for Guo Dong to take out his cell phone.

"This is my classmate, what are you doing?" Guo Dong asked in a low voice.

"Students are rich or poor. Look at his outfit? It's better to stay away from him, maybe ask you to borrow money."

While Qian Jing was talking, a Mercedes-Benz S-Class drove past her.

This car will land for one million.

She couldn't help but look at her more.

She probably never hopes to buy one of these cars in her life.

Suddenly, her eyes widened, and the Mercedes-Benz S-Class actually stopped in front of Feng Lin.

Originally, Qian Jing thought that the driver should be asking for directions.
To be continued...