Regal Guard of Dragon

0Chen Feng was forced to the corner by the punch. He steadied his body and looked forward. Two more people stood up next to the man.    0

    

The three of them were dressed like normal, and they wore hoods that covered their bodies.    

    

The leader forced Chen Feng to retreat. He had a strong body, strong limbs, and a pair of fists that were still tightly clenched. He could punch Chen Feng at any time.    

    

He said to Chen Feng, "Those who have committed crimes should be judged. "    

    

After saying that, he didn't give Chen Feng any time to react. He threw a punch that weighed a thousand kilograms, as if he was going to smash Chen Feng into a meat patty. However, Chen Feng wasn't someone to be trifled with.    

    

His eyes were red, and his body was emitting waves of heat. He also threw a punch at Chen Feng.    

    

The two punches collided, and both of them exerted force. Chen Feng didn't move at all, while the man had already retreated seven or eight steps, and only then did his body stop moving.    

    

The two people beside him saw that their companion was no match for him, so they joined in.    

    

Before the three of them could attack, Chen Feng took the initiative to rush over. His eyes were filled with ruthlessness, and he just wanted to find a place to vent his anger.    

    

The three people in front of him just happened to bump into him.    

    

In less than two or three rounds, the three of them had already collapsed onto the ground. However, Chen Feng was still unable to vent the bloodthirsty emotions in his heart. He pressed down on one of them and continuously hammered his unconscious body.    

    

Instantly, his flesh was badly mutilated. His fists were stained with blood. It was unknown if it was the other party or Chen Feng himself.    

    

Only when that person had completely lost his breath did Chen Feng stop. He raised his bloody fist and shook it, then he wiped away the blood on his hands.    

    

Fortunately, he still had reason to tell him that he had to leave this place.    

    

He continued running and finally saw the exit. The huge metal door was tightly shut.    

    

The metal door was very tall and big. Using a metal rod to bolt, Chen Feng walked in front of him and picked up the metal rod. He then used his strength to pull the metal door open. Only then did he slowly open the metal door.    

    

The sky was just outside. It was blue and cloudless.    

    

Chen Feng did not have time to appreciate it. The side effects of the reverse circulation of the technique were going to explode soon. He did not want to be caught here.    

    

However, the surroundings were desolate, like abandoned factories. The cement floor was occupied by weeds, and cracks appeared on the neat floor. They grew strong through the gaps.    

    

The equipment on the side of the road had long been disassembled, leaving behind some things that looked difficult to take away. The remaining metals were rusted and rusty, and a large amount of iron scraps would fall off if they touched them.    

    

His body was about to reach its limit, and his energy was unable to stabilize. He held onto the concrete wall that had fallen off the sand. Chen Feng knew that he had to find a place to wait for the discomfort in his body to pass.    

    

But in this place, he was afraid that it would be difficult for him to continue living, let alone endure the discomfort for the past few days.    

    

But his body seemed to have reached its limit, and he was afraid that he would fall down in the next moment.    

    

Chen Feng gritted his teeth. He had to walk out of here, or at least not faint here.    

    

A person's will could not always defeat everything. He heard someone's voice. It seemed to be very close. He could not care less where the person came from. At least leave this place and find someone. Only then could he be slightly safer.    

    

The pain in his body was getting more and more obvious. He tried his best to hold on, as if countless ants had crawled over from the grass beside him and were gnawing on his body.    

    

He endured the pain and did not scream, but the pain tortured him, forcing him to scream out his pain, as if this was the only way to let him go.    

    

The sound seemed to be closer, but the weeds were too tall, so it was not easy to see them. Chen Feng was powerless to walk forward. He crossed his arms in front of his chest, and blue veins were visible. He hoped to use the pain to resist the pain.    

    

However, he had never been able to endure it. Could it be that he could do it this time?    

    

When the man stood in front of Chen Feng, it blocked the sunlight in the distance. He looked up from the ground. He felt that the man was so tall, like a giant. As long as he lifted his foot gently, he would be able to stomp him to death.    

    

After that, he screamed out in pain and could no longer bear the torture. After that, he knew nothing. The pain made him lose consciousness.    

    

When he woke up, a faint herbal fragrance filled the air. In front of him was a white veil with a thin blanket covering his body and a big red peony embroidered on it. He felt that he had returned to the ancient aesthetics from twenty to thirty years ago.    

    

Chen Feng's body did not feel pain at all. He also felt strange, as if nothing had happened before.    

    

However, he still remembered those cloaked men in the dark basement.    

    

There was an incense on the table of the Eight Immortals in the room. He guessed that the fragrance of the herbs Chen Feng smelled came from there.    

    

He observed the other decorations in the room and didn't find it strange. The notebook on the desk didn't make Chen Feng think that he had suddenly transmigrated.    

    

At least he was still in the modern world.    

    

He turned around and got up. He only had a pair of shorts on him. The rest of his clothes were gone. He looked around, but still found nothing.    

    

At this moment, someone opened the door and came in.    

    

Chen Feng looked towards the door. The person who entered was a delicate woman with a plate in her hand. She had a tall figure and looked to be no more than twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old. She had a mature aura about her.    

    

The woman also saw Chen Feng sitting by the bed. When she saw that Chen Feng was only wearing a pair of underpants, she did not have any special reaction.    

    

"Don't you think this is very indecent?" The woman said.    

    

Her voice was sweet and pleasant. Chen Feng could hear her voice as if he knew her character. She was reserved and beautiful.    

    

He thought for a few seconds before answering, "But I don't know where my clothes went. "    

    

Chen Feng's body was actually very strong because he practiced martial arts. A few muscles were very obvious. However, it was not that shocking. It gave people the feeling that it matched his body perfectly.    

    

At least Chen Feng was confident in them.    

    

However, the gentle woman did not pay attention to them. She walked to the table. Placing her face on the table, she said to Chen Feng, "Your body hasn't fully recovered yet. It would be best for you to recuperate for a while longer. Don't take it to heart. It's all thanks to you being able to endure that kind of pain. If it was an ordinary person, they would have died from the pain a long time ago. "    

    

"Did you save me?" Chen Feng asked.    

    

The woman said, "It wasn't me. It was a very strange man. He was wearing a cloak, seemingly unwilling to let anyone see his face. After sending you here, He left. He didn't say anything about whether he wanted us to save you or not. If it weren't for the fact that you still have a trace of life left in you, I would have definitely thrown you into the forest. "    

    

Chen Feng immediately recalled the group of people in the abandoned factory. However, no matter what, there was no reason for them to save him.