Chapter 340 (1/2)

He couldn't help shaking his head. It was a pity that the man in front of him was good. Unfortunately, he just had some problems in his mind.

Otherwise, it's not that he can't accept it and be a thug. It's just a pity that the mentally retarded have no medicine to cure. At the thought of this, Rongcheng can't help shaking his head and sighing. In this world, it's really difficult to find a man who can be used and a man who can be used.

After a minute of emotion, when the laughter gradually decreased, Rong Cheng pressed his hands down slightly. Such a standard speech posture has been inspired by various characters since Mr. kaishen carried forward it.

So that Mr. Rongcheng in front of him learned such a move.

His hands pressed down slightly, like magic, and the men standing beside him became stopped one after another. Even the people who were just laughing were busy blocking their mouths with their hands at the moment, so as not to make a little noise, so as not to disturb their boss's pleasure.

Rong Cheng was very satisfied with the actions of her men. She cared about these formal things, looked at the men around her, and then looked at the seemingly mentally retarded person in front of her.

Rongcheng couldn't help but send out the following instruction. He only heard Rongcheng slowly walk to He Feng, and then stretch out his greasy claws, ready to pat He Feng on the shoulder with his dirty and greasy claws to show his elder posture.

But an embarrassing scene happened.

Rong Cheng is not tall. He is less than 1.5 meters tall. With his weight of 0.15 tons, it can be imagined that he is a Taijun of Tu feiyuan, so that he can't reach it at all. In front of him, he Feng is almost 1.8 meters tall.

Reluctantly lit his toes to prepare enough, but he Feng suddenly turned his body when his greasy claws were about to pounce on him. Therefore, Rongcheng fell to the ground, looking very embarrassed.

The villagers in the city who had just come back looked at the dead fat man who was harming themselves. When I was unlucky, they took out their mobile phones and began to take photos. At the moment, Rongcheng's dog legs rushed up, helped and patted Chengdu. The dust stuck on their bodies was extremely attentive.

It's a pity that these courtesies didn't eliminate the anger in Rongcheng's heart at the moment.

Rongcheng suddenly pushed away a few people around him, and then pointed to He Feng in front of him. Then he looked almost crazy and shouted, ”boy, you remember me, I remember you, wait to die!”

He Feng let himself die even if a cold light flashed in his eyes. Well, you'd better die first.

As he Feng spoke, a silver needle suddenly changed out in the palm of his hand. If you carefully observe the silver needle and observe its surface with an electron microscope thousands of times, you will find that there are subtle, almost imperceptible lines on it, which are like rifling embedded in the gun bore, Tightly fit on the silver needle.

If you observe it with the naked eye, you can't find any of the above.

He Feng slowly came to Rongcheng's face, and the invisible silver needle was sandwiched in his palm. Then he suddenly moved his arm at a speed almost invisible to the naked eye, and then contracted back before people noticed it.

In this short moment, this silver needle, which is almost as thin as cold hair, has stabbed Rongcheng in front of him. He can hardly feel any pain. It's like being stabbed by a grain of sand and disappeared in an instant.