Chapter 688 (1/2)

”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.