Chapter 640

At 11 o'clock in the evening, Ye Feng's figure appeared outside Baishan airport.

Although winter has just begun, the white mountain in Northeast China has already entered the winter day early, and there are traces of snow on the ground. In the hustle and bustle of people, he looks like he's wearing a padded jacket.

After bone marrow washing by Diling milk, leaf maple's physical quality has been greatly different. Although the weather in Baishan was cold, he could not feel a little cold. Instead, he felt the cool air refreshing.

Not only he, Xiaobai seems to smell the mountain, ha tongue, a pair of eyes bright.

For those confused and playful eyes, Ye Feng turned a blind eye, looked up a few times, to the direction of the airport bus.

On the map given to him by boss mu, it is marked that icegrass grows on Yingming ridge on the north slope of Baishan Mountain.

However, the Baishan Mountain stretches for more than 1300 kilometers. Although Yingming mountain is only one of the main veins of Baishan Mountain, it is also more than 100 kilometers long. The location pointed out by boss Mu is only a point on the map, without specific identification. There is still some trouble in finding it.

Besides, not to mention yingmingling mountain, even the entrance to the north slope of Baishan Mountain is more than 100 kilometers away from the airport.

So Ye Feng plans to go to the north slope first, and then take a map to identify the local people to see the specific location of ice grass.

Because of the night flight, when Ye Feng arrived at the bus stop area of the airport, he found that the tourist bus to the north slope of Baishan had been suspended, and the first bus would not be available until 6:00 a.m.

Helpless, Ye Feng had to turn back to the terminal, want to wait in the airport for a night.

But just at the gate of the airport, a young man in a hurry suddenly ran in front of him. Although Ye Feng dodged to the side, the goods still hit him like he didn't have long eyes.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."

After a little bit of apology, the young man left a flat head.

Although Ye Feng was depressed, he waved his hand to show him to leave.

But the flat headed young man just stepped out, Ye Feng suddenly had a bad feeling.

Oh Oh Not only is he, Xiaobai also turns his head and stares at the young man's whereabouts and growls.

"This boy is a little strange!"

Then, he was alert to his trouser pocket, and his face was filled with tears and laughter. "Grass, stealing money is actually stolen on my head. It's really looking for death!"

Although speechless, but the boy's skill, is to let Ye Feng some tut said strange.

You should know that his cultivation has reached the peak of Dongxuan. Even the prefecture level ancient warriors are not his opponents, and his thinking ability is also extremely amazing.

But the boy could not help but feel his wallet out of his pocket, and did not attract his little attention. If it was not for Xiaobai's vigilance, he would have been fooled.

What does this mean? He is not only an old hand, but also a little unusual!

Looking back again, he saw that flat headed boy could not even see a ghost, and Ye Feng scolded the sound grass.

"Xiaobai, catch up!"

After that, he put Xiaobai on the ground and let it trace with smell.

There is not much cash in the wallet, but there are several bank cards, and there is a dividend that Jiang Yixue has just given him. Although the card can be replaced if it is lost, it will be a lot of trouble to go back to the capital.

Xiaobai falls to the ground, raises his head and sniffs in the air. He snorts twice to the right. Then he looks back at Ye Feng and rushes forward with his four legs.

After a while, in the parking lot of the airport, the flathead boy was sitting in a broken golden cup car, which was so rotten that the horn didn't sound, and the parts in other places were almost scattered. He was panting, while he was feeling out the wallet that had just been taken from Ye Feng's trouser pocket.

"Lying trough, can't it? It's 300 yuan! Look at that boy who is so poor in clothes. What a pity

The flathead boy opened his wallet and looked at it. He was discontented and underestimated it. After that, he patted his thigh: "it's only 300 yuan. It's still a gap of 700000 yuan. How can I fill it in! How many more do you want? "

However, he did not know that at the moment, Xiaobai had chased Ye Feng to the parking lot, and stood at the back of the Jinbei car. Through his meditation, he had heard his words and deeds clearly.

If you don't give you some color to see, you won't know how many eyes Lord Ma has!

Ye Feng sneered and walked quickly towards the golden cup car.

"Who?" The flat headed boy is not only good at stealing money from his bag, but also very alert. Ye Feng's walking voice is small enough, but he still hears it. He puts his wallet into his pocket and holds the door in a loud voice.

This boy is evil!

Ye Feng slightly surprised, he did not expect to be found by the other party.

But he didn't intend to hide. He strode to the window of the cab and looked at the young man with a sneer.Ye Feng's sudden appearance, scared the flat head boy a big jump, know that he was caught a current, then quickly grab the purse, SA Ya Zi fled to the distance.

"Want to escape?"

Ye Feng disdains to turn a mouth, Luo Yan step, a step, is a few meters, blink of an eye appeared in front of the flat headed boy.

Sleeping trough, is this guy a ghost? So haunted?

The soul of the flat headed boy is almost scared to fly. By intuition, he also knows that today is a tough time.

"You're not professional enough. You don't have to pay first to see if it's someone you can provoke."

Ye Feng looked at the flat headed boy with a cold smile and stretched out his hand toward the shoulder of the goods and pinched it in the past.

However, to his surprise, the flat headed boy's body was as slippery as a loach. He had just patted his hand on the other side's shoulder, and before he could exert himself, he slipped under his shoulder.

This boy is a little interesting. His body is not vulgar!

Ye Feng a Leng, immediately the corner of the mouth showed a smile.

"I only steal money, not hurt people. Here's your wallet, but I warn you, don't provoke me again, or I'll be rude! "

The flat headed boy stepped back a few steps, then threw his wallet to Ye Feng, and the cold voice of the fierce inner Ebara threatened.

"Let me see what you're going to do."

Ye Feng catches the purse, shrugs his shoulders, and looks at the flat headed boy playfully.

Hengli tourist bus will come at 6:00 in the morning. It's a long night. It's hard to meet an interesting thief. It's good to move around and pass the time.

Seeing that Ye Feng didn't let go of his meaning, he thought that he was just the first time out to do this business. He was caught by someone. He could not help but show fierce light in his eyes and turned to attack Ye Feng.

This boy has two down skills. It seems that he has the skill of dipping clothes and falling eighteen times in Shaolin sleeping arhat boxing.

Experts a hand, know whether there is, Ye Feng immediately judged the flat head boy is what means.

And more coincidentally, this set of Zhanyi eighteen falls, Ye Feng also happened to learn from the old man of lusters. According to the old man of lust ghost, when he bet with a Shaolin monk, his opponent lost the bet and stole it from the Sutra Pavilion.

Without thinking about it, Ye Feng immediately began to make a fool of the flat headed boy with his clothes.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Just after a few moves, the flat headed boy was played by Ye Feng like a fat Penguin who could not walk steadily. In the blink of an eye, he threw him out seventeen or eight times.

Who the hell is this guy?

The more flat headed boy hit the bottom of his eyes, the more frightened he was. How could he not see that Ye Feng used the same method as himself.

But compared with Ye Feng, his Zhanyi eighteen falls is like the trick of selling plaster on the street.

No matter how hard he tried, Ye Feng was as stable as Mount Tai and did not move or shake.

but when his fingers just touched the corner of Ye Feng's coat, before he could wait to exert himself, he slipped and fell to the ground.