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Section 41

"Boss, why do you have to worship other bosses? Isn't it great to be the boss yourself?" Huang Xu looked at Zhang Feng with a sad face.

"The lord has his own sense of speaking nonsense." Although Huang Zhong himself didn't understand, he still refuted Huang Xu.

Zhang Feng lay on the rocking chair by the pond, making it himself, and shaking it over and over but not overturning. He was still wearing a shirt, but tied his hair with a ponytail.

"You will understand in the future. This lord is very talented, but I am short-sighted and cannot compare to him. Of course, I have to choose a way out for you. How can a real man be alone under the mountain spring?"

Wen Pin didn't say anything, and sat by the pond with his cheeks. He couldn't figure it out. Zhang Feng always made a surprise sound. I don't know what he was thinking. Could it be that what happened last time hit him and hurt his mind?

"Okay, OK, the time for singing is up. Those who are willing to stay and enjoy them, serve them with good wine, and those who don't want to listen will not force them." Zhang Feng cleared his throat, and only Huang Zhong stood far away among the five. It was really hard for him to understand Zhang Feng's "ghost cry" in his mind.

The other four people quickly sat on the bench closest to Zhang Feng. The four of them sat in a row, with snacks and other items placed on the table in front of them, which was simply a tea party.

Li'er and Lian'er couldn't help but turn to the same side, their eyes shining, and all the words were blurred, their mouths were slightly opened, and their hearts were attracted by the sorrow and sadness in Zhang Feng's song. It seemed that this song was telling the sadness of a man who really fell in love with a woman but was ruthlessly abandoned by her. Although it was not completely different, it seemed that this song really had no borders.

"Where is this boss? Why don't you understand?" Huang Xu didn't understand this pleasure at all. He just felt it sounded nice. There was also a feeling of sourness that would make him get goose bumps from time to time, and sometimes hurt Wen Pin around him.

Especially whenever it is the climax of this aria-like song, Huang Xu wants to take off all his clothes and find a corner of the wall at a 90-degree angle to polish his body.

"Shh, whisper, the young master said this is called 'eagle words', and only people from far and far away would say it." Li'er gave Huang Xu a blank look in dissatisfaction, and her index finger as tender as green onion stood in front of her cherry lips, making a gesture of silence.

"Tsk, since it's only the eagle, how can the young master understand? Hey, it's not right. Eagle seems to have just called "Qu" one or two. This young master obviously has many different pronunciations?" Huang Xu murmured in a low voice.

After the song, Lier and Lian'er ran over cheerfully and pulled Zhang Feng from left to right: "Young Master, your song is so good, Lier/Lian'er burst into tears when she heard it."

Zhang Feng proudly did the movement that only a modern girl would do, and shook her hair that was hanging to her chest and raised her neck, just like a soft advertisement.

After Huang San's incident, there was no gap between Zhang Feng and the two women. Apart from the name of the young master, it was almost no different from that of a couple.

Zhang Feng held one in one hand and said to their bright and drooping little faces: "I have better songs, why not when I make an appointment with someone to do it after the moonlight, I will perform it for you?"

The two women's faces seemed to be red and bleeding. They put their hands on Zhang Feng's waist and twisted them violently at the place where they were enough. Zhang Feng whined: "Oh, be gentle, you can't twist that position. If you twist it, you will have no 'sex' blessing."

Wen Pin looked at him without looking sideways, but he was looking away, but he said to Huang Xu: "Yongcheng, should we blind it again?"

"Oh, OK, I thought you wanted to see it."

"It seems that you are the one who drools every time..."

"But I don't want someone to yell, 'hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-

"you……"

"Why, don't convince? Then go and fight!"

"Just fight, whoever is afraid of whom!"

"The loser does three hundred push-ups in front of your father, and he shouts like hey hey...Do you dare?"

"Uh, can you change someone else? For example, Zhang An?"

...

With Zhang Feng's great help, Cao Cao returned to Chenliu happily. With the help of the local wealthy Wessue, he quickly recruited troops and raised the banner of the rebel army. The clan brothers Xia Houdun, Xia Houyuan, Cao Ren, Cao Hong, Li Dian and Le Jin joined one after another.

In Luoyang City, after Zhang Feng left, Huang Wan proposed to marry Huang Ying'er to him as a concubine in order to show her loyalty to Dong Zhuo. Dong Zhuo was originally a lustful person. When he saw the quiet and gentle Huang Ying'er, he was shocked and immediately fell to Huang Wan and called him "father-in-law". The next day, he came to marry Huang Ying'er with great fanfare.

When the news came, Huang Zhong and others were hiding it from Zhang Feng, for fear that he would "get sick" again. However, this matter was caused by a controversy, how could it be hidden?

Since Zhang Feng woke up, he had to practice martial arts every day. At this time, he was fighting alone in the yard with a halberd. Although Huang Xu and the others were just fighting, they could not beat Zhang Feng at all because there was something that had never been in his halberd before, called murderous aura!

The cold wind brought by the halberd wind that swept through the scene forced Li'er and Lian'er's daughters to retreat again and again. Only Huang Zhong is closest to the battle circle, but his hair and beards on his temples never hang down.

Huang Xu, who had deeper skills, jumped out of the battle circle first, threw the sword on the ground, and gasped in his mouth, "I won't fight anymore, don't you fight anymore, boss, do you need to be so serious when you fight with us?"

Zhang Feng stopped the move after hearing this, and Wen Pin fell to the ground, as soft as he was losing his strength: "If I hadn't reacted quickly, both arms would have been cut off several times... Boss, you have to see clearly that I am Zhongye, not Dong Zhuo!"

The other four people looked at Wen Pin together. The latter found that he had said something wrong and hurriedly stuck out his tongue and said embarrassedly: "Sorry, I'm sorry, I've been with Yongcheng for a long time and I've become stupid."

Huang Xu didn't quarrel with him for the first time, but instead asked with concern: "Boss, don't listen to him talking nonsense... are you okay?"

Zhang Feng stomped the long halberd in his hand to the ground, and the tail of the halberd penetrated deeply into the ground made of bluestone with a "boom". It seemed that Zhang Feng's martial arts had taken another step.

"For your own good, I draw a few random moves every day like dancing. Do you think that if you go to the battlefield, the enemy will be as polite to you as I do?"

Everyone knows that before Huang Ying'er's incident, Zhang Feng was very "gentle" when practicing martial arts.

Looking at everyone's concerning eyes, Zhang Feng also felt a hint of family affection in his eyes: "Don't worry, everyone, I'm fine, isn't it just a little girl? She looks better than Li'er and Lian'er. She doesn't want me, it's her loss."

He didn't know how many times he said this sentence in his previous life, but he was afraid that it would be even better than Hanamichi Sakuragi. But he didn't expect that the son of the dignified Ichi Taiwei still encountered the same problem in this life, which could only be... a character problem.
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