"No handover"

Chen Zimeng's eyes were full of struggle, but after only a few seconds, under the influence of the acquired aura of intercourse, she fell towards Chu Feng with a weak body.

Bang! A huge and rough palm made a merciless contact with Chen Zimeng's cheek. Chen Zimeng screamed and flew hundreds of meters away.

At the entrance of the hall, Zhang Wei, Black Cat, Huihai was amazed at his tongue. Such a delicate little girl rushed over almost naked, and the Taoist priest was able to make a move. It was really inhumane.

Xu Jiarong, who is good sisters with Chen Zimeng, did not understand the situation. Seeing that Chen Zimeng was beaten out, she subconsciously pleaded: "Master, please save her life."

Chu Feng stepped out and came to Chen Zimeng.

“Super the feminist system!”

"No handover"

Chen Zimeng held her head high and looked at Chu Feng stubbornly, like the unyielding wintersweet in winter night.

Chu Feng, who has never been a merciful person, has used his magical power of space compression.

The space Chen Zimeng is in is shrinking until it is not one millionth of the size of the float.

"Stinky Taoist priest"

Chen Zimeng suddenly emitted a precious light, and the powerful dangerous aura was stimulating.

Chu Feng didn't expect that he summoned the Chaos Bell to cover Chen Zimeng. The explosion occurred instantly, the air waves tumbling, and the space was shattered. If it were not for the Chaos Bell's block, the area around thousands of miles would have been destroyed.

The Chaos Bell zoomed in and shrank in a while, decomposing the aftermath of the explosion. The body of the bell shook gently and a stream of ashes flew out.

In the night wind, Chu Feng stared at Feihui for a long time and said uncertainly: "Is it so easy to die?"

...

Huanggang Village, known as the back garden in the central area of ​​Pengcheng, has a history of more than 700 years. There is a hill behind the village, so it is named "Huanggang".

Because of its geographical advantage across the river from Hong Kong Island, since the mid-1980s, it has become the first choice for many Hong Kong Island businessmen, white-collar workers, and container drivers to keep mistresses.

For decades, when container cars came from the port, residents would whisper, rich compatriots from Hong Kong Island came to visit their mistresses.

As the bottom of Hong Kong Island, long-distance drivers can be said to be the happiest people in the world. They are just ordinary income classes in Hong Kong Island, but when they reach the mainland, they immediately become high-income classes. They struggle at the bottom of Hong Kong Island, relying on their income and identity advantages, they live a superior life in Huanggang. Almost each of them has more than one mistress.

As time goes by, the mainland economy is getting better and better, and fewer and fewer people are willing to be mistresses for long-distance drivers in Hong Kong.

On a secluded street, Zhang Yongbang, a long-distance driver in his forties, was chatting and fucking with his nephew Zhang Jiali.

"At the beginning, we lived a fairy-like life here. We could only buy one pound of meat on Hong Kong Island, we could buy five pounds or seven pounds here, and we could only buy toilets on Hong Kong Island, and we could buy several houses here."

"At the beginning, there was a working boy in Lu Province. His girlfriend became my lover. The boy blocked the door of the community and said he wanted to deal with me. I directly smashed him with a handful of money. It was so sour. The boy was so angry that he fought with me. Hehe, I immediately called the police. The boy was locked up for fifteen days and never dared to cause trouble for me again."

"It was so good at that time. I had to make a shot in Hong Kong Island for a few months, but I bought a Beigu here for three months."

...

Zhang Jiali, who was in his early twenties and had a little acne on his face, looked yearning when he heard his uncle's memories.

"At that time, I didn't expect the mainland economy to be so good. I just want to play Beigu every day. If I had known I would have bought more houses here. Now I might have a net worth of tens of millions or even hundreds of millions." Zhang Yongbang said depressedly.

"Your generation is so happy, but our generation is in trouble. Let alone play Beigu here, in recent years, more and more Hong Kong girls have been married to the mainland, and Made and women are all animals that only recognize money." Zhang Jia hummed and spitted on the ground.

"Forget it, it's useless to complain. Come with me to see Uncle Chen from your Taiwan the day after tomorrow. From now on, you can make a fortune with Uncle Chen and don't run long distances." Zhang Yongbang suddenly said.

Zhang Jiali's eyes lit up. Compared with his short-sighted uncle Zhang Yongbang, Uncle Chen from Taiwan can be said to have made a fortune. He has a net worth of 700 million yuan in mainland China, and nine lovers, including five of them college students. To use a recent popular saying in mainland China, it is simply the peak of life.

"Speaking of this, we Hong Kong people are far worse than Taiwanese people. They make hundreds of billions of dollars from the mainland every year." Zhang Yongbang said with a puff of cigarettes.

"Uncle, what do you think about the Taiwanese? You earn hundreds of billions of dollars from the mainland every year. The news always discredits and hostiles the mainland. You are earning 30 billion dollars by the Japanese country every year, but you are very fond of the Japanese country?" Zhang Jiali asked in confusion.

"The central government's policy on our Hong Kong Island is good enough. Why are so many young people rushing to be independent and carrying the British flag?" Zhang Yongbang asked back.

"..." Zhang Jiali was speechless for a moment.

At the same time, in the cool night sky, a huge white cloud was floating, and there was a quaint and grand Taoist temple on it.

Because of the night, none of the residents on the ground saw a behemoth above their heads.

With a creak, the carefully carved Taoist temple door opened, and four people and one cat walked out of the constantly steaming spiritual energy.

"In front of this sky pavilion, the villa is not worth mentioning, and the yacht is not worth mentioning!"

Zhang Wei had a stinky expression on his face.

Black Cat, Huihai, nodded in agreement.

Chu Feng glanced at them, turned his head to Xu Jiarong and said, "It's Huanggang Village directly below, cast the spell."

Xu Jiarong walked to the white jade steps in front of the Taoist temple, stretched out her palm, and a light flashed, an amber pendant rolled around. As the palms were facing down, the pendant turned into a fishing net-shaped spiritual energy cover, covering the sky above Huanggang Village and even the entire port.

On the originally quiet ground, thousands of babies cried and shouted, and the boiling yin energy and the sky-summing resentment, one by one, one spiritual body floated like fireflies in the night.

This is a densely populated residential area. Such a huge movement naturally alarmed the residents. When they saw the terrifying scene, countless people screamed in horror.

"I'm good, Sister Rong, your system mission this time is too big, so let the Taoist priest help you!"

Zhang Wei stuttered.

Xu Jiarong shook her head. This time the system clearly required her to complete the task independently and not to use it.

"I will send you down"

Chu Feng put his hand on Xu Jiarong's thin shoulders, jumped forward, and floated lightly downward.

Zhang Wei, Huihai, and Black Cat jumped down.

On the ground, gray spirits floated, and the baby's crying kept coming out from it.

Suddenly, five rays of light and shadow fell.

One of the lights and shadows was Xu Jiarong. She took out a feathered robe from the system space, draped it on her body, and walked into the vast sea of ​​spiritual bodies.
Chapter completed!