Lin Feng asked Tianhao and others to clean up the mess and try to restore the scene to its original state. He walked two kilometers alone to a small town in Yanjiao and took a bus back to Yanjing.

Lin Feng stood on the crowded bus, clutching the suspension ring tightly with a gloomy expression. He did not expect that besides Lin Dagang and A Biao who were killed by him, there were so many people in the world who knew about the Angel Engine.

.

The first time he held the Angel Engine, Yin Yu had already told Lin Feng that owning the Angel Engine was both fate and a curse. It was an infinite treasure house, so it would arouse the jealousy of others. The holders of the Angel Engine

He will always live in the eyes of greed and jealousy, and will not end well. The only way to ensure that he and Xi'er sit back and relax is...

"Kill everyone who knows the whereabouts of Angel Engine..." Lin Feng murmured.

The bus stopped slowly. Lin Feng jumped off the bus and breathed in the fresh air of the spring night. He felt a little better. He came here to find Chen Yuyan. After all, such a huge amount of medicine could be found all over Yanjing.

Only Chen Yuyan could do it, so Lin Feng had to shamelessly ask Chen Yuyan for help again.

"Having said that, it's really a bit embarrassing to bother her all the time..." Lin Feng scratched his head and said to himself awkwardly.

Just as Lin Feng was wandering under the Canghai Group building, not knowing what to say, a thinly dressed little girl suddenly appeared in Lin Feng's sight. The little girl was standing on a busy street corner holding a bouquet of flowers, wearing simple clothes.

Although it is spring, the night is still very cold. The little girl was shivering from the cold, but she still held a large bouquet of flowers tightly in her hand. She must be selling flowers.

Lin Feng looked at the little girl selling flowers alone late at night, and remembered the difficult time when he was struggling to survive in Yanjing after his father abandoned him and Xi'er, and he felt a little compassion in his heart. He just didn't know

How to talk to Chen Yuyan, just give her a bouquet of flowers to make her happy...

Lin Feng strode towards the little girl, but before him, suddenly a group of fashionable and weirdly dressed young people surrounded the little girl with laughter. Lin Feng's heart sank slightly, and he was dressed in such a strange and confused manner at this time.

People who look like teenagers wandering the streets are definitely not good people, but delinquents who enjoy wandering on the streets and bullying the old, weak, sick and disabled...

Sure enough, looking at the group of young people who suddenly surrounded her, the little girl looked a little nervous and asked timidly:

"Sir, do you want to buy flowers? They cost five yuan each. They are not expensive."

"Ah? It's five yuan a piece, and you don't think it's expensive? Cheaper." A young man with yellow hair said as if he was an old man.

"Five, five yuan a piece..." The little girl seemed a little at a loss, and her speech became stammering.

"Hey, little girl, no one is buying your flowers at this late hour. If you can't sell them, they will rot. Instead of throwing them away, you might as well sell them to us cheaper, here."

Huang Mao took out a ten-dollar bill and waved it in front of the little girl's eyes:

"I'll give you ten yuan. I want all these flowers..."

Looking at the cunning-looking Huang Mao, Lin Feng gradually became angry. He didn't really want to buy flowers at all, but wanted to deceive this little girl and get what he had from this unfortunate little girl.

Sickening joy…

"Five, five yuan a piece..."

The little girl was obviously frightened by Huang Mao's expression, but she still said persistently.

"Hey, you dare to sell this garbage for five yuan? It's a pile of garbage!"

Facing the stubborn little girl, Huang Mao snorted coldly, snatched the bouquet from the little girl's hand, threw it to the ground, and stepped on it...

"!"

Looking at the excessive yellow hair, Lin Feng's pupils suddenly shrank, and a rush of blood rushed to his forehead. Seeing that the bouquet for sale was stepped on, the little girl also took a breath of cold air, and there was a faint feeling of moisture in her eyes.

The air is thick...

"Hey, the cityscape of Yanjing has been ruined by people like you. Poor people should look like poor people. Some people are bastards who have no one to care about their lives..." Looking at the little girl who was about to cry, she died because of bullying.

Huang Mao, who felt an unprecedented sense of relief, said proudly.

"Hmph, you're right. You are indeed a bastard who has a life that no one cares about..."

Lin Feng, who appeared behind Huang Mao at some point, said coldly. Before Huang Mao could react, Lin Feng suddenly grabbed the finger that Huang Mao pointed at the little girl triumphantly, and used the hand in Sanliu Guan's hand.

Splitting tendons and wrong bones...

"Ahhhh!!!"

Huang Mao let out a shrill howl, and in an instant, all the joints from his index finger to his shoulder blades were all dislocated in a burst of crackling sounds...

"Help, help!"

Huang Mao, who was in terrible pain, no longer looked as arrogant as before, begging for mercy like a pug whose backbone was broken.

"Do you know that there are two types of people who are the most shameless in life? One is those who bully the weak, and the other is those who bully the weak and think they are great. You are the second most shameless person..." Lin Feng

He grabbed Huang Mao's fingers and said contemptuously.

"Yes, yes, brother, I am shameless, I am shameless, I am not a human being, please spare me!" Huang Mao, who was screaming in pain, cried for his father and mother.

"snort."

Looking at Huang Mao, whose arrogant expression had disappeared in an instant, Lin Feng snorted coldly, kicked him towards the frightened companions around him, and whispered:

"Go away, don't let me see you again..."

"Yes Yes!"

Huang Mao, who was crying for his father and mother, was supported by his companions and ran away in embarrassment. Lin Feng moved his eyes to the lost little girl, his eyes gradually became warm, he leaned down and picked up the bouquet Huang Mao threw on the ground.

He patted the dust on it and said:

"This flower is not bad."

Then, Lin Feng smiled at the little girl and said:

"I want all these flowers."

"But these flowers are already dirty..." the little girl said anxiously.

"It doesn't matter. Although their appearance is dirty, their souls are still clean. Why do you go out to sell flowers alone at night?" Lin Feng leaned down and asked.

"It turns out that my mother has always been selling flowers, but my mother got sick and can no longer sell flowers. My father abandoned us and left, leaving only my brother and me..." the little girl said, biting her lip.

Lin Feng was speechless, took the flowers into his arms, took out a thick envelope from his wallet and stuffed it into the little girl's hand, and said with a smile:

"Then I'll buy all your flowers."

The little girl waved her hands in surprise, but still said the same words:

"Five dollars a piece..."

"Silly boy. Don't you know that when buying flowers for your girlfriend, you have to pay attention to the romantic number? Five yuan is not romantic enough. Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine is romantic enough. Use the money to treat your mother...

..." Lin Feng touched the little girl's head and smiled.

After saying that, Lin Feng strode into the Canghai Group building holding flowers. Looking at the dirty roses in his hands, Lin Feng stuck out his tongue and muttered to himself:

"I'm still asking for help, now I'm going to be scolded by Chen Yuyan..."

(^_^Please collect it.)
Chapter completed!