Regal Guard of Dragon

What this person said was simply a joke. Chen Feng still needed to pull some strings. He could even say that he was the one pulling the strings.    

After chasing them away, the fatty shamelessly returned in front of Chen Feng.    

"Young Master Chen, do you think I can go back now?"    

He wanted to escape, but Chen Feng was unwilling.    

"You did a good job. I think I should reward you. "    

The fat man waved his hand.    

"Young Master Chen, no need. This is what I should do. "    

Chen Feng said.    

"Since you have completed the mission I gave you, then I will naturally reward you. However, since you are preparing to privately allow others to enter the clubhouse, I will not let you off lightly. The two of them offset each other, and I will not allow you to do anything. How about you temporarily guard this place for a period of time?"    

The fatty felt like crying, but he wanted to cry. However, he knew that he had provoked Chen Feng. However, this outcome was already not bad. Without thinking, he quickly thanked the fatty.    

The security guard who had been standing there looked at Chen Feng curiously.    

Chen Feng smiled at him.    

"You can take two days off for the time being. Take a paid vacation. "    

It was just a small matter that happened in Xuanyuan Manor, and it didn't affect Chen Feng's life too much.    

However, a peaceful life was always short.    

Because the defeat of the Invincible Northeast in the Yanjing seemed to have caused the entire Northeast region to lose face.    

At this moment, Jia Dong was drinking with a few people in a bar in the Northeast provincial capital city.    

One of them was Wang Luobing's son, the Wang Xuedao who liked his watch.    

"Brother Xudao, did Uncle Wang really defeat that kid just like that?"    

Although the news had spread like wildfire outside, no one had received any definite news. Wang Luobing had even recovered from his injuries and would not come out to confirm his defeat.    

Chen Feng couldn't be bothered to brag about it because of a competition.    

Therefore, Jia Dong still asked with the hope of hearing some rumors.    

But Wang Xuedao had a bitter expression. But immediately after, he said viciously.    

"It's all because of Chen Feng's sinister ways. His martial arts is not orthodox. I was there at that time. My father was about to defeat him, but for some reason, his eyes suddenly turned red. Black scales grew out of his body, making him look like a demon.    

Suddenly, his strength increased, and he didn't even feel any pain. No matter how my father attacked, he didn't move at all. "    

Although Jia Dong didn't see it, it sounded too strange. He asked.    

"What kind of martial arts is this? How can it be so terrifying?"    

"I didn't know either at that time, but when I came back, I immediately searched for it. It really allowed me to find the name of this evil art. "    

"What is it?"    

Everyone looked curiously at Wang Xuedao.    

Wang Xuedao deliberately lowered his voice. Naturally, he wanted to pull his father's reputation back. Otherwise, if he lost the competition and even lost his life, how could he say it out loud?    

Thus, he deliberately went to find some information to make his words more convincing.    

"Do you know about the evil path grandmaster Blood Shadow thirty years ago?"    

Everyone shook their heads. Only Jia Dong said after thinking for a while.    

"I heard my father mention it, but didn't he already die? What, this matter is related to him. "    

"That's right, Wang Yao said. The evil path that Chen Feng practiced was the martial art passed down by Blood Shadow. The martial art of using blood to cultivate the body. "    

Although they didn't know how evil it was, they were still surprised when they heard it. They all knew that Chen Feng wasn't a good person. He was already hateful to begin with, and now he had even more reasons to do so.    

After he finished speaking, Jia Dong sighed and said.    

"It's a pity that Uncle Wang was harmed by that evil thief. I, Invincible in the northeast, actually fell into the hands of that despicable person. The heavens really don't have pity for me. It made the entire northeast feel ashamed. "    

His sigh also triggered Wang Xuedao's grief. Jia Dong picked up the cup, looked at Wang Xuedao, and said sadly.    

"Brother Xuedao, there will be a day when you and I will get rid of our previous shame and bring justice to that despicable Chen Feng. Come, this cup is for you. "    

The wine was good, but it was not good.    

But not everyone knows this.    

On the other side of this group of people, a seventeen or eighteen year old youth curiously looked at them.    

"Brother, is what they said about the blood shadow true?"    

The youth asked another slightly larger youth.    

The young man said.    

"It's true. Blood Shadow possesses the power of a Grandmaster, and no one in the Martial Arts World can match him. At that time, the entire society was thrown into chaos. "    

The young man had a puzzled look on his face when he heard this.    

"But weren't father and uncle also Grandmasters at that time? Why didn't they manage this devil?"    

This young man's words were truly earth-shattering. A sect with two grandmasters, how could he possibly dare to think about it? Could it be that this young man was intentionally bragging?    

However, the young man at the side explained.    

"Although father and uncle are both Grandmasters, Blood Shadow's cultivation technique is evil. Although we can defeat him together, it's very difficult to capture him. As long as he wants to escape, it will be as effortless as blowing off dust. "    

The youth said in surprise.    

"Then how did he die in the end?"    

The young man shook his head.    

"There's no more news. They only said that he's dead, but no one knows how he died. No one knows who killed him either. "    

"Oh!"    

The youth nodded obediently.    

The two groups of people in the same bar shouldn't have had any interactions, but something happened that made them meet.    

Someone was drunk. They started to make trouble.    

He swung a chair at the side and said to the trembling girl, wanting to see if she was naked.    

It was very fierce. Someone had already gone over to stop him, but he was swinging the chair. Two or three people were unable to get close to him.    

Jia Dong, who was in the midst of feeling sad, immediately became unhappy when he saw this.    

He was currently sharing a common enemy with his good friend, the bitterness in Big Bookworm's heart. However, there was someone who forcefully destroyed the atmosphere between them.    

"What's going on?"    

Jia Dong walked to the area where the troublemaker was.    

Someone recognized the young master of the Northeast King and immediately explained the situation to him.    

"There's only such a weak chicken, yet you two or three people don't dare to come forward. Wait and see how I subdue him. "    

Jia Dong had practiced fists and kicks before, so he naturally wasn't afraid. He walked forward, and in less than a round, he placed this fellow on the ground.    

When Jia Dong clapped his hands, the sound of cheers came from the bar.    

Some of these people were trying to curry favor with Jia Dong, while others were doing something good because of Jia Dong. However, this was something that was easily forgotten, and very soon, no one would remember it.    

However, the young man and young man standing at the side were able to remember Jia Dong's appearance.    

When they met again, it was only a day later.    

Although the "Northeast King" Jia Wanhao was called the Northeast King, he did not win by force. In terms of martial arts, Wang Luobing, the invincible Northeast King, was naturally even more powerful.