Chapter 83

Seeing Mr. Qian, Lin Feng felt a little dizzy, and wondered why this person was so lingering. During the day, he pestered himself for a long time without saying anything, and now he brought so many people here.

At the same time, Lin Feng saw that among the twelve people brought by Manager Qian, there were actually two level 4 practitioners, and the rest were level 3 practitioners. I was secretly shocked by the strength of Manager Qian. He was able to find so many practitioners just after we separated for a while, and the level was not too low. It seemed that Manager Qian had a wide network of contacts.

"Lin Feng, who are they?"

Dou Yuxin, who was behind Lin Feng, saw more than a dozen people coming at once, and the leader seemed to be very polite to Lin Feng, so she asked curiously.

Ever since I met Lin Feng, I haven't seen him interacting with any acquaintances. Now that so many people appeared all at once, according to Dou Yuxin's feeling, these people should all be practitioners. So it's normal to be a little curious.

"It turns out that the door owner's surname is Lin, come here, why don't you hurry up and pay a visit to Lin door owner."

Hearing Dou Yuxin's words, Manager Qian suddenly realized that he really forgot to ask Lin Feng's name before secretly thinking. So he hurriedly turned around and said to the practitioners behind him.

"Meet the sect master!"

The twelve practitioners behind Mr. Qian saluted Lin Feng in unison, with a respectful attitude.

To Lin Feng's surprise, the prestige of Manager Qian seems to be quite high. Generally, as a cultivator, he would disdain ordinary people. He did not expect these cultivators to obey Mr. Qian's advice, which was beyond Lin Feng's expectation.

"I didn't promise to be your sect master."

Lin Feng was very depressed. He had never promised Manager Qian that he would be the master of the chime gate. And now that the Second Apocalypse has erupted, the Manager Qian still insists on this matter, which makes Lin Feng a little annoyed.

"This child is the grandson of Ling Nanshan. If you want the sect master, let him be."

Lin Feng dodged his body sideways, revealing Ling Tian behind him. Ling Nanshan was the former master of Qingmen, and now he has passed away. It was only natural for his grandson to be the head of the sect.

"There is a precept from the ancestors that only the master of Panlong Skewer is the master of Qingmen."

Manager Qian walked up to Lin Feng, glanced at Ling Tian beside him, leaned his head closer to Lin Feng, and whispered something.

It seems that this matter is to ensure the safety of the door owner, and only a few people in Qingmen can know about it. Even for the practitioners behind him, Manager Qian obviously didn't want them to know.

"Then I'll give him the coiled dragon, won't that be enough?"

After hearing what Manager Qian said, Lin Feng spoke.

"There is an instruction from the ancestors that unless you die, you must not transfer the coiled dragon skewers to others."

Squinting his eyes, Manager Qian said with a half-smile.

"..."

Lin Feng suddenly felt a little powerless, what kind of bullshit ancestral training, set himself firmly. As if it would have happened a hundred years ago, Lin Feng cursed inwardly.

"Dong Wu, let's go."

Now that Lin Feng was unable to argue with Manager Qian, seeing that the second end of the world had come, he had no time to argue with others here.

Lin Feng led Dong Wu and Dou Yuxin through the lobby of the emergency center and walked outside the door. After being cleaned up by Manager Qian and the others, the zombies at the door have been cleaned up. There are only some ordinary zombies in the distance, chasing people who are fleeing in panic.

"Protect the door master!"

Just after Lin Feng and the others went out, Manager Qian rushed out from the gate of the emergency center with the twelve practitioners.

When the twelve practitioners heard Mr. Qian's words, they surrounded Lin Feng and the four of them, two level 4 practitioners one behind the other, and the other level 3 practitioners surrounded the four of them. Half of these cultivators put away their guns, took out their long knives, and looked like they were ready for battle.

Seeing Manager Qian's heroic sacrifice, Lin Feng couldn't laugh or cry. Lin Feng was very annoyed by Manager Qian's entanglement, but he couldn't kill him with a single shot. Now Lin Feng really has nothing to do with him, so he has no choice but to ignore him.

"Let's go, ignore him."

After Lin Feng finished speaking, he took Dong Wu and others to the parking place. There was an ordinary zombie in the car. Seeing Lin Feng approaching, the zombie's instinctive desire for food made the zombie rush towards Lin Feng.

With the knife in his hand, Lin Feng chopped off the zombie's head as soon as he arrived. To deal with ordinary zombies, Lin Feng is as simple as chopping vegetables.

"Sect master is very skilled!"

Manager Qian, who was following Lin Feng and the others, did not forget to flatter him at this moment.

Having no time to pay attention to Manager Qian, Lin Feng and the others got into the car. After starting the car, Lin Feng drove towards the gate of the hospital.

"Hurry up and protect the door master!"

Seeing Lin Feng getting into the car, Manager Qian gave an order, and got into four cars with twelve practitioners. The styles and colors of the four cars are all the same. It is not easy to get together the same cars in the last days.

On the road from the emergency center to the gate of the hospital, ordinary zombies kept appearing in the city. In order to prevent the car from being hit by the zombies and breaking down, Lin Feng avoided the zombies as much as possible.

After leaving the hospital gate, Lin Feng drove the car to the street and drove towards the rented house.

The entire street was in chaos, and the fleeing people were looking for living zombies. The Nanshan base has a large population, among more than 300,000 people, there must be a lot of zombies produced.

While avoiding the zombies, Lin Feng kept observing the surrounding situation. There were gunshots all over the street, and Lin Feng didn't want to be hit by stray bullets in his car. Lin Feng himself is a level 5 practitioner who is not afraid of bullets at all, but there are three other people in the car, even if it is Dou Yuxin, a level 3 practitioner, guns still pose a certain threat to him, let alone Dong Wu who is an ordinary person.

"It's really lingering!"

While observing the surrounding situation, Lin Feng discovered through the rearview mirror that there were four cars following behind his car along the way. Don't even think about it, it must be that annoying guy, Manager Qian. Even after leaving the hospital, he still followed behind lingeringly. Manager Qian's dark and slightly bloated face appeared in his mind, and Lin Feng was also drunk.

With one foot on the accelerator, Lin Feng's car rushed forward like a sharp sword. Lin Feng wanted to completely get rid of this annoying guy, Mr. Qian.

A car with a large displacement has obvious advantages. Through the rearview mirror, you can see that the car behind you is getting farther and farther away. In just ten seconds, the four cars disappeared in the rearview mirror.

"call!"

Seeing the motorcade that had left Manager Qian behind, Lin Feng let out a sigh of relief. Continue to drive forward while observing your surroundings.

"drop!"

At this moment, the doomsday watch on Lin Feng's wrist rang.

"The owner of the door opens slowly, pay attention to safety!"

Raising his arm, Lin Feng was shocked when he saw a piece of information displayed on the doomsday watch, and almost drove the car out of the street.

This manager Qian actually knew the contact information of Lin Feng's Doomsday Watch!