C688 Collect the Legs
C688 Collect the Legs
What he said was the truth. He had indeed done so, but it was obvious that he was going to fail this time. Hee Feng did not care about this. Nonsense. How could someone who was looking for trouble care about your thoughts?
Even if you said the sky, what should you do?
To be honest, he had suffered a lot from his group of women this morning. Hee Feng had become a punching bag. At this moment, he had to find a vent to vent his anger!
The archbishop had obviously been treated as a punching bag by him.
He was still the type who did not need to pay and did not need to trouble himself even if he wanted to vent his anger.
Hee Feng bared his teeth and said with disdain, "What a joke about the current fake technology. Do you know what is called technology? Useless thing, if you don't even know this, what do I need you for?"
The main character felt helpless. He really wanted to say, I am a cultivator. I am fine. Why should I care about technology? What does this have to do with me?
However, he didn't dare to say it out loud. He just had a gloomy expression on his face. He didn't dare to look Hee Feng in the eyes. Just like that, he was like a primary school student who had been scolded by a teacher. He stayed there without saying a word, waiting for Hee Feng to extinguish at the intersection.
... "" Looking at the archbishop in front of him who had lowered his head without saying a word, who had entered his left ear and exited his right ear, how could Hee Feng not understand what was going on with this boy?
It was just like how he listened to his mother nagging. He did not take his words to heart at all. He treated his words like air, or to put it bluntly, he treated his words like stinky air.
Hee Feng could not take it anymore. He sneered. He did not make a move. It was ridiculous that Hee Feng, a person with status and status, could not make a move so easily.
It was a loss of status!
This was like why a boss or a villain in a TV series wanted to teach his enemy a lesson, but why did he have to wave his hand and let his subordinate attack instead of attacking himself?
There was no other reason. Those who charged at the front to fight and kill were at most the subordinates of a hired thug!
To put it bluntly, it was a dog that was controlled by someone. It bit wherever it pointed.
Furthermore, Hee Feng found that there was a guy beside him that made it easier for him. It was none other than Han Lee, who was beside him. He was a talented and competent lackey. Hee Feng even had an impulse to get this guy to his side.
He would be at his beck and call!
No matter what he was thinking, he would just be his subordinate. He would be his lackey. If there was nothing else, he would kick him a few times. If there was anything he needed to do, he would do it. If he couldn't do it, it wouldn't matter if he was killed.
At most, he would take revenge for him!
In any case, he was just an existence who attracted hatred by his side. Hee Feng sneered. He didn't say anything. He just raised his head and looked at the sky. He was trying. He wanted to see if Han Lee was qualified to be a qualified lackey.
He knew that not everyone could be a lackey. He needed a lot of ability. He needed to observe people's expressions and bad intentions. He couldn't miss any of them. The most important thing was that he could take advantage of them!
As Hee Feng had expected, Han Lee was a very talented lackey. When Hee Feng looked up at the sky, he knew that Hee Feng wanted him to teach this archbishop a lesson.
Immediately, Han Lee rolled up his sleeves and grimaced. He waved his fists the size of sandbags and punched and kicked the archbishop in front of him.
"Damn it, don't you know who we are? You still dare to not listen to your words? What are you trying to do? I'm going against you. I don't want to mix around anymore. Why don't you take a look? Whose territory is this? I wonder who has the final say in this street?" As he spoke, Han Lee beat up the archbishop.
He did not feel the slightest bit of guilt towards this. After all, everyone did not belong to the same system. Theoretically speaking, the Cultivator belonged to the Church and was not on the same level as their Church.
Moreover, the two should be existences that regarded water and fire as fire!
Therefore, Han Lee even felt that he was helping the Dragon Group get rid of evil!
"Enough!" Seeing that the fight was almost over, Hee Feng opened his mouth and said.
At this moment, the Arch-Cardinal in front of him had a swollen face and a pitiful face full of snot and tears. His tears could not stop flowing as he pitifully said.
"Who did I provoke? If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have gone to the manor back then. If I hadn't gone, I wouldn't have ended up like this. "
"Senior, this fellow still wants to resist. No, it's just that he isn't convinced in his heart. I think I should teach him a lesson." Perhaps because he was addicted to beating people up, Han Lee rubbed his fists and sneered. He was ready to go all out.
"No need. I will do it myself!" Hee Feng said with a sneer. Just now, he saw Han Lee making a move. It was a good fight, but Hee Feng was a bit jealous. Now that he had started fighting with ___, he naturally wanted to vent his anger.
Not long after, Hee Feng tidied up his clothes, patted the dust off his body, and casually said.
"Satisfying, truly satisfying. Little Han, from now on, don't call me senior. From now on, call me boss, do you hear me? Right, I'll tell the Dragon Group later. Do you have any thoughts about following me from now on?"
"No, I'm more than happy to be by your side. It's my good fortune to be by your side!" Han Lee expressed his gratitude with tears welling up in his eyes.
He really wanted to be by Hee Feng's side. What a joke! This senior called Hee Feng was many times more powerful than the elders of Dragon Group. If he could be by his side, his future would be boundless!
This was just like the eunuchs of the ancient emperors. Although their bodies looked badly damaged and they didn't have much power, in reality, their power hadn't changed. And where did their power come from? Wasn't it because they were close to the emperor?
He was an out-and-out close official!
Although this kind of thing was not pleasant to hear, as the saying goes, good to hear is useless. In the secular world, money was the unit of value. In the Cultivation World, strength was the unit of value.
Being able to follow Hee Feng and be Hee Feng's little brother and lackey was something that many people, as well as many ordinary Cultivators could only wish for. After all, Hee Feng was like a wealthy man in the Cultivation World at this moment.
Oh, no, it should be said that he was the richest man.
A little bit of it leaked out from the gap between their fingers, and it was enough for these ordinary Cultivators to eat for a long time. How could following the Dragon Group have any future?
Not only was it tiring and bitter, but it also depended on the person's eyes. Furthermore, it was ten elders, how troublesome!
It was different if they followed Hee Feng. They would be under Hee Feng's protection. As Hee Feng's little brother, there was no need to mention anything else. In the future, when they met a few elders, they would be able to talk with their waists up high. There was no need for them to shout and shout at them.
What a joke. When beating a dog, one had to look at the owner. Hee Feng was such an awesome owner. Who would dare to hit his dog?
"En, not bad!" Hee Feng nodded his head and said. After that, a small box suddenly appeared in his hand. It was the box he took out from the spatial zone.