Chapter 1916

Song Fei still kept his original speed and walked forward step by step.

The four power masters quickly came to the old man in military uniform and looked at the big goat like a wild beast.

This kind of power is really the only one they have seen in their life. The proud hearts of the four masters who were originally proud were smashed by the big goat's fist.

Even a few people walking sideways in the underground world have never come into contact with such a terrible master.

At the critical moment, the old man in military uniform said: "it's all his own people. Please sit down, little friend." then he poured a cup of tea for Song Fei and pushed it in front of Song Fei.

"Thank you!" Song Fei took the cup and tasted it slowly.

"Let me introduce myself first. My last name is Zhou and my first name is Qun. Most people call me chief or old Zhou." the old man in military uniform said.

Zhou Qun said to the goat again, "little brother, how about a cup of tea?"

Song Fei said with a smile, "this mallet is a rude man. Don't call him a tasteful thing like drinking tea, so as not to spoil our elegance."

If there were no list of things tonight, maybe people really treated the big goat as a reckless man, but now who dares to despise him, maybe only this young man dares to talk to him like this.

I don't know what's wrong with this man. He has no master dignity at all. He follows a young man as a servant. I don't know what's going on.

The most depressing thing is that I don't know the depth of the young man. I originally wanted someone to drag the big goat and try whether the young man was an ordinary person. As a result, the big goat was too strong for them to try.

Zhou Qun said with a smile, "how could it be? I think this little brother is a talent. Please, little brother." while talking, he threw the teacup at the big goat.

The big goat caught it, then looked up and poured a cup of tea. After that, he grinned and said, "what's the meaning of drinking water in a small cup? It's better to drink in a big bowl, but I like what you said in front of me, old man."

Song Fei said, "see."

After such interruptions, the atmosphere eased a lot.

Zhou Qun said, "little brother, I'm a soldier. I joined the army at the age of 18. I've also played to kill the enemy. Now I still have three bullets in my body, so I'm not a roundabout person. I hope you don't mind."

Song Fei smiled and said, "I like straightforward people best and admire heroes who fight for their country."

Zhou Qun said, "little brother, are you Chinese?"

Song Fei said, "my heart and soul come from China."

The goat deflated his mouth and said to himself, "our guild leader is a man of the apocalyptic plane. There is much more than here, and there is much more aura."

Hearing Song Fei's affirmative answer, a faint smile appeared on the old man's face: "I think you should know my origin."

"I know!" after drinking a cup of tea, Song Fei put him on the table and said faintly, "Dan medicine! But to tell you the truth, even if I give you Dan Fang, you can't refine those Dan medicines."

When the voice fell, Bai Lanfeng said excitedly, "little friend, do you really have Dan Fang?"

"Yes!" Song Fei said faintly.

Bai Lanfeng was overjoyed and hurriedly said, "little friend..." halfway through the conversation, Bai Lanfeng didn't know how to go on and let the other party give danfang? Why?

Buy? What can you buy such a precious elixir? The effect is the same as the legendary elixir. It can drive away all diseases and bring back the dead. This only exists in myth.

Zhou Qun said, "we need this pill. I mean us, not only our military, but also the millions of Chinese people. If Xiaoyou can contribute to the danfang, he will be a great benefactor to the Chinese people. Your name will be immortal for thousands of years."

Like ordinary people, perhaps Zhou Qun's words are enough to make people feel hot, and then throw their heads and shed blood.

However, Song Fei is very indifferent. He is used to life and death. As long as mortals are not scared, they are not really dead, so he doesn't care much. Life, old age, illness and death are originally the avenue of mortals.

But Song Fei's mind always haunts the memory of his previous life. He was a soldier in his previous life. He was desperate for this country. These emotions have little influence, but they still have some influence.

Song Fei said, "old man Bai, I'll give you another pill. If you can develop it successfully and reach mass production, I can give you a pill for expelling disease."

Bai Lanfeng hesitated and said, "what pill is it? The old man said it first. If it's a harmful pill, I won't study it."

Song Fei took out a wooden box. When the wooden box was opened, there was an earthy yellow pill in it. The appearance of the pill was not very good, because it was really not a pill for friars. It belonged to the lowest kind.

Song Fei said faintly, "this pill is called marching pill."

Everyone was attracted by the pill. Bai Lanfeng said, "excuse me, little friend, what effect does this pill have?"

The goat pulled out a gun from his waist and aimed it at Zhou Qun. This sudden scene changed everyone's face. The four powers, Li Tianyun and Bai Lanfeng responded at the first time.

But their reaction was still half a beat slow. With the eyesight of the big goat, they naturally knew how fast they were. Even if they shot, the magnificent Jinxian level physical cultivation would not be stopped by several mortals.

The bullet cut through the air, pierced Zhou Qun's shoulder, flew out from behind his shoulder, and left a blood hole in his body.

"Go to hell!" Yu Yang took the lead and attacked the big goat.

Li Tianyuan pulled out his long sword and pointed to the big goat.

Song Fei slowly tasted tea. Everything in front of him seemed to have nothing to do with him.

"Stop!" a big drink relieved the tense atmosphere a little, which was a cold hum from Zhou Qun.

Even so, several people were still in a state of tension. They stared at the big goat with a bad face. They looked like they would do it if they didn't agree.

Zhou Qun's face was a little pale. Because of the pain, the sweat on his forehead dropped drop by drop.

The purple haired woman wanted to heal Zhou Qun, but he waved back.

Then Zhou Qun grabbed the wooden box in front of Song Fei's eyes and smiled at Song Fei, "little friend, how to take this pill." Zhou Qun smiled a little ugly because his face was pale and his lips were purple.

Song Fei said, "just put it on the wound."

Zhou Qun nodded and put the pill directly on the bleeding wound. Except Song Fei and Dashan sheep, the eyes of others were all on Zhou Qun's wound.

The next moment, a magical scene happened. The pill melted quickly and integrated into Zhou Qun's blood. Zhou Qun's wound recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye. The surrounding blood and flesh slowly climbed towards the center of the wound in an attempt to heal the wound.