C27

After settling the matter with the bodyguards, Lin Feng still could not rest. With some reluctance in his heart, he rushed to the private coach's gym. It was in the suburbs, far from where he was now. Although he was unwilling, he took the bus and staggered along the road for an hour before arriving.

When he got out of the car, he even felt that his feet were floating and his head was spinning. It's been so long since I took the bus that my body is not used to it.

He hurriedly walked along the quiet road in the suburbs. The sky was slightly dark as it shrouded the whole area. It was a bit deserted.

"Is anyone there?" Lin Feng finally walked to the gymnasium, but discovered that the gymnasium was actually abandoned. It looked dilapidated, with a half-open iron fence that was rusted and covered with spiderwebs.

He felt a little helpless. How could he train in this kind of place? This private professor's temper was a little too strange! Why is it the same as the coach Uncle Wang found for him before this …

Now that he thought of that strange coach, he still had a lingering fear. At that time, in order to let him learn how to shoot, Uncle Wang had specially found him a coach. Who knew that person had a very bad temper, upon meeting him, he directly beat Lin Feng up, who had just turned fourteen years old, and then threw him into the water for the entire night. It was only until the morning of the second day that he finally came to find while leisurely eating breakfast. Fortunately, Lin Feng's physical condition was good and he did not fall ill.

It was just that later on, when they were learning how to shoot, the coach was like a madman. After two months of this lifestyle, Lin Feng who had been through a lot could finally make a full effort and become a Sharpshooter in the army!

He suddenly felt a cold sweat running down his back. Could it be that Long Wu had found that coach and brought him here?!

"Kid, take this!" Suddenly, an angry roar came from behind, a gust of wind from behind rushed towards Lin Feng like a hot knife through butter.

F * ck! It was that lousy coach! This voice, even if Lin Feng died, he would still remember it!

Lin Feng had no time to think, he could only roll to the side, it was too painful for him to roll on the stairs. It was better to fall to the ground than to be grabbed and beaten by this weirdo!

Just when Lin Feng thought that he had escaped from Yue Yang's attack, and really wanted to use the power of his right leg to support his body and escape, Yue Yang suddenly froze.

That person was like a ghost as he casually took a few steps and followed. His powerful palm directly grabbed onto Lin Feng's collar, retracted his arm, and clamped Lin Feng's head under his armpits.

Lin Feng rolled his eyes as he was tormented. He cursed in his heart and couldn't help but hold his breath. The coach had to pin his head under his armpits, but the main point was that the coach had the stench of a fox! The strong smell of the fox mixed with the cologne that he had intentionally sprayed out, assaulting Lin Feng's nose. It was extremely refreshing!

He struggled, stifling his anger as his face turned red. Slightly embarrassed, he squeezed out a few words from his clenched teeth. "Can you be a bit more gentle? This stench from your entire body is really bad …"

Hearing Lin Feng's words, the coach immediately laughed out loud: "I purposely brought out the smell of my armpit to smoke the enemy, but it's a pretty good tool."

"Dammit …" Lin Feng could not help but curse, but he was unable to move. His mind was filled with only one word — stifled!

Seeing that Lin Feng was angry, the coach's eyes flashed with a cold light. The corner of his mouth raised into a smile, and his left hand grabbed's thigh. Then he turned back to his back, grabbed his legs with both hands, and flung him violently into a large tree.

Lin Feng felt a breeze by his ear and in the next second, he bumped into a tree trunk. One word, pain! The word was painful! He really felt like his bones were falling apart!

He rolled onto the sandy ground. He was in excruciating pain, but other than a few bruises and bruises, there was no other trace of his body.

This coach had deliberately pinched and tortured him. With so much flesh on his thigh, just a simple scratch would cause him pain for a long time, let alone someone as strong as him …

"You …" Lin Feng finally managed to catch his breath, he rubbed his waist, supported himself with the tree as he stood up: "Why are you here?"

After not seeing him for so many years, the coach had aged quite a bit. However, his face was flushed red and his body was still strong. "Didn't you ask me to train you? Could it be that you still have regrets? "

Would it be too late to say that he was regretting it now?

Lin Feng sighed, then suddenly realized, it was impossible for Long Wu to invite someone like the coach over … Could it be that the Uncle Wang knew that he was looking for a coach and sent him here?

The coach saw his doubt and walked forward to pat his shoulder, using even more force. It was so painful that Lin Feng gasped: "I just haven't been doing anything recently, so I wanted to find a job. Saying this, he sighed again. "I really don't know if I can cultivate a rotten tree like you into a good seed."

Lin Feng's face changed, he did not believe the instructor's words. Back then, when Uncle Wang invited him here to teach, he was extremely arrogant, and did not lower his head to anyone at all. But now, he had actually applied for this job, could it be that his self-proclaimed invincible Old Man had encountered some trouble!?

But Lin Feng did not ask, for fear that his coach would lose face and give him another beating. He stretched out his hand and touched his slightly bruised jaw. He could not help but tremble in pain. "You are being too ruthless."

"If you're not ruthless, how are you going to carve this rotten wood?" The coach did not hold back and immediately started to mock him, "Look at you, how are you doing right now!? Wearing this kind of tattered clothes and not getting any stronger even after fighting, I can't even bring myself to say that you used to be my student. "

Damn, you already taught me how to shoot, and you didn't teach me anything else. Furthermore, Old Man is so abnormal, if I had beaten you up, you wouldn't have been bullied by Long Wu's group at that time.

But Lin Feng still maintained the smile on his face: "Anyway, the one who is embarrassed is you, not me! I'm not afraid! "

"Heh!" You brat, I'm not afraid either! "In any case, the one who will die if we encounter any danger will be you, not me." The coach did not hold back and directly punched Lin Feng on the head: "Using your life to joke around, you really are a virtuous young master."

Being hit like that by Lin Feng was like being hit on the head.