: Revenge comes to the door

Wei Zhenzhen hurried back home.

On the way, I met a few acquaintances and did not bow my head and say nothing like the past. Instead, I plucked up the courage to curse a few words.

Looking at the other party's enjoyable expression, Wei Zhenzhen felt a little uncomfortable again.

That kind of look, I wish I could see myself completely and eat it all.

There is indescribable greed and evil.

Just like Old Feng at home.

Thinking of Lao Feng.

Wei Zhenzhen felt pain all over her body again, it was the feeling of hitting her body with water.

‘Maybe, only Uncle Yang will not look at people with such a gaze, nor will he hit people for no reason.’

Thinking of Yang Lin, her feet accelerated a little more.

Before leaving, she remembered that the other party had told her to go and go back quickly when buying medicine, and not to cause trouble.

After taking the tonic and the injury improved, I was not afraid of anything.

Wei Zhenzhen believed this.

He believed that Uncle Yang was a person with great abilities. Now that he was injured, he would stay in the Feng family’s bun shop.

Otherwise, in that small place, how could the other person be able to accommodate the other person’s true Buddha?

The other party would not be able to like his own appearance as a willow.

“I have to be a useful person.”

Thinking of this, Wei Zhenzhen's face turned a little blush and a little worried.

Since childhood, her survival wisdom has told herself that no matter what happens, working hard to be a useful person to others is the only way to protect herself.

This has been the case with Feng’s bun shop over the years.

The reason why she was not beaten to death or her legs were broken is just because when steaming buns, she was very useful, able to make money for her family and attract business better.

As long as you don’t lose this ability, you won’t worry about not being able to survive.

So, what does Uncle Yang need to do by himself?

Wei Zhenzhen frowned.

She found that the other party needed nothing, and the eyes looked clear and peaceful, and there was also an inexplicable faint intimacy, which was fascinating.

Thinking of this, the lighter Wei Zhenzhen's feet became.

She believed that the other party would not leave him alone.

No matter how humble this person is, he actually has all kinds of dreams.

...

"Uncle Yang, I'm back."

Wei Zhenzhen stepped into the bun shop, not caring about wiping the crystal sweat beads on his forehead and nose. He excitedly shook the bamboo basket in his hand, which was full of medicine bags.

"This time, Qingcaotang didn't deduct it and even bought a ginseng."

"Thank you for your hard work." Yang Lin said with a smile, "Just worry about making the medicine soup in Zhenzhen. Don't worry about me not being able to take it. The stronger the medicine, the better."

"Now?"

Thinking that Yang Lin had just eaten more than a dozen meat buns, Wei Zhenzhen was a little surprised.

He's really a big belly guy.

She secretly looked at Yang Lin's belly and found that it was not bulging at all, and felt relieved again.

I heard that martial arts practitioners eat a lot, and Mr. Yang is stronger and eats more.

Thinking of this, I fed water, washed the medicinal materials, set up the stove, and prepared to boil the medicine.

Yang Lin looked at Wei Zhenzhen busy, and although she was slightly anxious, she did not urge her.

I just lie next to the curtain, quietly circulating my true energy while observing the movement outside the house.

When observing objects with the heavenly eyes, you can reflect the environment around you and feel malicious, hostile, and murderous intent.

At this time, he felt a bad intention.

A tall and thin man as thin as a bamboo pole touched in quietly, looked at him with a look of surprise in his eyes.

He seemed to hear something.

He was hesitating whether to go back to report to his helm leader or come in and catch the man who was lying on the bamboo chair like an old man.

Before he could stop thinking, he heard a sharp roar in his ears, and the Danzhong point on his chest shook, and the sound fell like a wood.

"Bang..."

It fell in front of the house and splashed dust.

"What happened?"

Wei Zhenzhen heard the movement and poked her head out and asked.

Because she was too anxious to start a fire, there was black dust on her face, which made her pretty face look even more gorgeous and inconsistent.

Especially the watery light in the eyes (smoked) makes people unable to see them.

Yang Lin smiled, "It's okay, it's just a little mouse."

"oh."

Wei Zhenzhen smiled and stopped caring and focused on burning the fire.

Although she didn't know why Mr. Yang asked to stew the medicine in a pot and put so many medicinal materials in order to make a dose of soup, since he was sure that something would happen if he wouldn't have any trouble with it, then let's listen to him.

Wei Zhenzhen has always been an obedient person.

I won't ask anything more.

Time passed quietly, and the bun shop did not have the past fragrance of noodles and meat fragrance, but the fragrance of medicine was lingering in the nose with a hint of bitterness.

The water in the pot was almost boiled, and Wei Zhenzhen kept staring at it, looking at it almost, then looked up and wanted to ask if this medicine is OK.

Before she could speak, through the portal, she saw three people turning out of the street. The leader was tall and holding a big sword with a ghost-headed and wide-backed one.

"It's Feng He."

Wei Zhenzhen's heart skipped and he immediately jumped to his throat.

I experienced too many things this day, and Uncle Yang was so arrogant that he felt very at ease, making Wei Zhenzhen completely unable to remember the dangers outside.

She didn't even remember that Lao Feng actually had a powerful brother who had some status in the Zhuhua Gang.

This man who kept calling his sister-in-law was very unbearable to look at his eyes.

The greed and fiery heat from the depths of the eyes make people feel uncomfortable when they see it.

Wei Zhenzhen never wanted to think of it.

However, if you don’t think about it, it may not exist.

If he knew that his elder brother had died of a murder, he would definitely have to kill someone with a knife.

Seeing Feng He, Wei Zhenzhen was extremely panicked and ran to the door without thinking. She looked at her nervously, trying to find an excuse to fool him away.

At this moment, she completely forgot about Yang Lin's strength.

"You know?"

Yang Lin looked at Wei Zhenzhen in surprise and stood in front of him like a hen protecting a chicken.

I was a little amused and crying.

You haven't learned martial arts, and they are aggressive and still hold a knife, with steady feet, big arms and round waists. You are obviously a martial arts master. How do you fight with others?

"It's Feng He, it's... Lao Feng's brother."

Wei Zhenzhen said in a low voice with a pale face.

"So it was him, he only brought two people... It's okay, the medicine should be cured soon. You can go and put it on, don't worry about it here."

Yang Lin said softly.

He saw that Wei Zhenzhen was a little scared, obviously thinking about some terrible plots.

After all, he is an ordinary woman who has not experienced any storms.

I can't see the scene of murderous intent with a knife and a gun.

"Oh, you an unfamiliar woman, you actually stole a wild man at home. What about my brother? Have you been harmed by you?"

Feng He walked closer and his leopard eyes were slightly turned, and he saw Wei Zhenzhen and Yang Lin. At the same time, he also felt the unspeakable emotions between the two.

When I thought of my brother, my eyes turned red.
Chapter completed!