Chapter 688

"No, really not. I'm sure I've been identified by a professional quality inspector, and more than once!" the Archbishop raised his hand and swore.

What he said is true. He did, but obviously he's going to lose this time, because he Feng doesn't care about this. Nonsense, can the person looking for trouble care what you think?

Even if you tell the truth, what should I do or what?

To be honest, he Feng was so angry with a bunch of women this morning that he Feng became a bag of gas. Of course, he wants to find a vent now!

The archbishop was clearly taken out of his breath by him.

It's still the kind that doesn't need to give money. You don't have to have any trouble if you vent your anger.

He Feng bared his teeth and said with disdain: "it's ridiculous. Do you know what technology is now? Worthless things don't even know this. What do you want?"

The protagonist has some helplessness. He wants to say, I'm a practitioner. I'm fine. Why do you care about technology? What does this have to do with me?

But he didn't dare to say, but his face was bleak and didn't dare to look at He Feng. Just like the primary school students trained by the teacher, he didn't say a word and waited for the extinction of He Feng intersection.

"...." looking at the Archbishop in front of him, without saying a word, he lowered his head and went in the left ear and out the right ear. Why doesn't he Feng understand what's going on with this boy?

Just like when I listen to my mother's nagging, I don't go to my heart at all. I use my words as air, or it's hard to hear. I directly use my words as smelly air.

He Feng couldn't stand it immediately. He sneered and didn't do it himself. It's ridiculous. How can he Feng, a person with status and status, do it easily?

Lose your identity!

This is like why the boss in the TV series, or the villain, wants to teach the enemy a lesson. Why does he have to wave his hand to his men instead of himself?

There is no other reason. Those who rush to the front are at best a Thug's men!

It's hard to say, it's a dog driven by people. It bites wherever it means.

In addition, he Feng found that he had a guy around him, which made him more comfortable. It was Han Li who was more talented and competent. He Feng even had an impulse to get the boy around.

Give yourself a saddle!

No matter what he thinks in his heart, he will be a servant and a dog leg. He will kick a few feet when he is free and let him do it when he is busy. If he can't do it, it doesn't matter if he is killed.

It's no big deal. I'll take revenge on him then!

He Feng sneered and said nothing. He just looked up at the sky. He was trying to test whether Han Li was qualified to be a qualified dog leg.

You must know that not everyone can be a dog leg. He needs a lot of abilities. He can't be less than one. The most important thing is that he can fake tiger power!

As expected, Han Li is a guy with a talent for being a dog leg. As soon as he Feng looked up into the sky, he knew he Feng wanted him to teach the Archbishop a lesson.

Immediately, Han Li directly rolled up his sleeves, showed his teeth and looked ferocious, waved his fist as big as a sandbag, and punched and kicked the Archbishop in front of him.

Son of a bitch, what do we know? We dare not listen to our predecessors. What do we want to do? We have to oppose you, do not want to mix up, nor look at it. Whose territory is it? I don't know who has the final say in this street.

He doesn't feel guilty about this. After all, we don't belong to a system. In theory, practitioners belong to Taoism, which can't compete with their church.

And the two should be regarded as the existence of water and fire!

Therefore, Han Li even felt that he was doing harm to the dragon group!

"OK!" seeing that the fight was almost over, he Feng opened his mouth and said.

At the moment, the cardinal in front of him was already black and blue, with a pitiful nose and tears. The tears could not stop flowing down. I only heard him say pitifully.

"Who am I provoking? I knew so. When I went to the manor, I shouldn't have gone. If I didn't go, where would I end up now?"

"Elder, this guy still wants to resist. No, he's not convinced. I think he should teach him a lesson for a while." maybe he's addicted. Han Li rubbed his hands and sneered, ready to fight a big fight.

"No need, I'll come in person!" He Feng sneered. Just now, Han Li was happy to play there. Not to mention, he Feng was really a little jealous. At the moment, when he started, he naturally wanted to take a bad breath.

Not long after, he Feng tidied up his clothes, patted the dust on his body, and then said carelessly.

"It's fun, really fun, Xiao Han. Don't call me an elder in the future. Call the boss in the future. Do you hear me? By the way, I'll talk to the dragon group later and follow me in the future. Do you have any ideas?"

"No small one wants it. It's my brother's blessing to be with the boss!" Han Li said with tears in his eyes.

He really wants to be with him. He Feng is joking. This elder named He Feng is more powerful than the elders of the dragon group. I don't know how many times he can follow him. He has a bright future!

This is like the eunuchs around the ancient emperor. They seem to be physically disabled and have little power, but in fact, their power has not changed, and where their power comes from is not because they are close to the emperor.

He is a true courtier!

Although this kind of thing is bad to hear when it is spread, it is just the so-called good to hear is useless. Money is the unit of value in the secular world, while strength is the unit of value in the cultivation world.

He Feng can follow behind him and become his little brother and dogleg. That's what many people and ordinary practitioners want. After all, he Feng is like a big money in the cultivation world at the moment.

Oh, no, it should be said to be the richest man.

A little leakage from the gap between their fingers is enough for them ordinary practitioners to eat for a long time. Who can follow the dragon group and follow He Feng?

Tired and bitter, I have to look at people's eyes, and I'm still 10 elders. How troublesome!

It's different to follow He Feng, that is to be covered by He Feng and be He Feng's younger brother, not to mention anything else. When I see several elders in the future, I can speak with my back up without being yelled by them.

I'm kidding. Beating a dog depends on the owner. He Feng is such an ox owner. Who dares to beat his dog?

"Well, not bad!" He Feng nodded, and then a small box appeared in his hand, which he took out of the space.