Although it was already dark and Lan Feng and the others were all the way, they did not feel tired or sleepy at all. Lan Feng and Mi Wei'er stood on the King's Landing Platform, like a pair of fairy couples smiling at the world and the wind and clouds, looking extremely warm and happy.

"Oh, where did a young couple come from? They even ran outside in the middle of the night to show their love and find happiness?"

However, before Lan Feng and Mi Wei'er could enjoy this rare peace, a disharmonious voice rang behind them.

Not far away, a young man with a cigarette in his mouth, dyed brown hair, and a pair of large round-drum earrings were walking slowly with a group of strange-dressed young men walking towards Lan Feng and Mi Wei'er. The eyes of the group of people were sweeping back and forth unscrupulously on Mi Wei'er's graceful body.

Hearing this discordant voice, a trace of cold light flashed in Lan Feng's eyes. He turned his head and looked at the people in front of him, and a cold voice came from his mouth: "Where is a group of slaughtering Matt running out? You'd better get out of me before I get angry."

Lan Feng didn't expect that the Shamatt, whom he usually saw on TV news reports, would actually meet in reality. Even Lan Feng had to admit that these guys were too much...

Their outfit was so eye-opening to Lan Feng.

"Brain-killing Matt?"

Hearing Lan Feng's words, the faces of a group of Shamatt suddenly became cold, and then an angry voice came from their mouths: "Please call us Shamatt nobles."

"Northern Shamatt?"

A sneer appeared on Lan Feng's face, and then he shook his head gently: "No matter whether you are a slut or a nobleman of slaughtering Matt, you'd better get out of here before I get angry."

"Yoyo...You little face, you are talking very aggressively. If it weren't for your potential to become a member of our Shamatt nobles, I would have to teach you a lesson today." The brown long-haired man took a puff of cigarettes and then slowly spit out the smoke at Lan Feng's face: "How about brothers? Are you interested in joining our great Rawling Shamatt nobles? Let me tell you, our Rawling Shamatt nobles are all over the country. As long as you are willing to join, there will be good luck..."

"What if I don't agree?" Lan Feng took out a cigarette from his pocket and held it in his mouth, but did not ignite it.

"If you don't know what to do... then we have to give your little girlfriend...uh uh uh..." The brown long-haired man said with a proud look on his face and condescendingly.

In order to make the guild stronger, these guys have recently begun to attract people, and use various coercion and inducement to get more young people to join their Shamatt Guild and become members, because the leader of the Rollin Shamatt Guild is secretly reaching some kind of cooperation with the leader of the Hydra Association.

However, before the brown hairy man could finish his words, a powerful palm quickly grabbed his neck like lightning, and lifted him up in everyone's astonished and shocked eyes.

At this moment, the long-haired brown man who was originally condescending to the top became a duck that was strangled by someone, making an ugly sound from his mouth, and constantly struggling in Lan Feng's hands.

"Let me go...quit..."

A hoarse voice came from the mouth of the long-haired brown man.

"Quick... let Brother Changmao go."

Seeing this, everyone was shocked by Lan Feng's actions and strength at first, and then quickly came back to their senses and roared at Lan Feng.

"Get out..."

A trace of cold light flashed in Lan Feng's eyes. He grabbed the brown hairy man's hand and exerted force. He completely threw him out and smashed him hard next to the group of Shamatts.

"Puff..."

As soon as the brown and long-haired man's body fell to the ground, bright red blood blew out of his mouth.

Obviously, Lan Feng's seemingly random swing contained a powerful force in it, giving this guy a lesson.

"Brother Changmao, are you okay? Brother Changmao..."

Seeing this, the Shamatts on the side hurriedly walked to Brother Changmao and helped him up from the ground.

"Ahem...I'm fine..."

The long-haired brown man covered his chest and stood up with difficulty with everyone's support. He stared at Lan Feng with resentful eyes, and a sequel voice came from his mouth: "Boy, you have caused a big trouble today..."

"If you have a good life, please wait here... let's go."

As the words of the brown and long-haired man fell, he waved his hand and hurriedly left with everyone.

They come in a graceful and elegant manner and walk in a dirt manner. These people are really awesome.

"Wei'er, let's go too."

Lan Feng stretched lazily, then slowly said, "Find a hotel to rest."

"Um."

Upon hearing this, Mi Wei'er leaned her little head against Lan Feng's shoulder and nodded gently.

Then, Mi Wei'er and Lan Feng's figures soon disappeared into the night.

As for the words of Shamatt, Lan Feng didn't care about it at all. It was too much of a price to argue with these guys.

Less than five minutes after Lan Feng left, the long-haired brown men and others who were originally scared by Lan Feng and the others came with a large number of Shamatte people holding steel pipes and machetes.

The leader was a man in a green suit. His head was bare, like a winter melon head with white sand. However, it is worth mentioning that there were three big red hairs on the center of the guy's head, known as Sanmao Brother, and was one of the core members of the Rollin Shamatt Noble Guild.

"Little Changmao, where is the one who hits you?"

Looking at the empty King's Landing Platform, an angry roar came from Brother Sanmao's mouth.

Seeing this, the brown long-haired man was slightly stunned. He stretched out his right hand and pinched a flower-picking finger. He looked at Brother Sanmao with admiration. He heard from his mouth with admiration: "Brother Sanmao, you are so awesome. I think they must have been scared away by your wise and handsome handsome posture..."

"Damn it, the one who dares to bully me Sanmao, really doesn't want to live. Xiao Changmao, you draw their appearance. I'll ask someone to notify the brothers of Hydra Association to help find the person. This account cannot be done like this." Sanmao said boldly: "If you dare to touch me, Sanmao, I will make it impossible for him to take care of it..."

"Ahem... Brother Sanmao, you are so nice to me..."

The long-haired brown man hugged Brother Sanmao's thick arms with both hands, leaned his head against his shoulder, and said with a tender look on his face.

Everyone around them was already familiar with the intimate behavior of the two of them.

...

[ps: Before I knew it, a year was shook by again like this. Looking back, I found that I had done nothing in the year and seemed to be still standing still. I was alone in a city, looking at the prosperous lights in the distance, and I didn’t even know what to think about. I was confused again and again, missing again and again. I always felt that I was still young, some were opportunities and some were capital, but now I feel that I am old, really old, and I often feel tired. In more than twenty days, my birthday will be my year old, and I will grow old one year old.

Today, my father, mother and younger brother have returned to my hometown for the New Year. Actually, I want to go back, but I am shameless. Not only did I go to my grandmother's house because my old house collapsed and I had no place to live, but more because I was so cruel that I was wandering around for six years and still achieved nothing.

Although my grandparents, who brought me up since childhood, wanted to see me and I miss them very much, I still didn't go back. I had self-esteem at work, but more of them didn't want to face the contemptuous eyes and the sounds of others. What work are you doing now? Have you bought a house? Are you buying a car? When are you going to get married? Look at what kind of car someone in the village drove... In the face of these, I don't know how to answer.

Because I really don’t have a stable job now, do I say I am writing online novels? Others will only smile disdainfully, thinking that you are still a child who is so old. Because this industry is still not recognized by people. As for income, besides the great masters, how many people can make money and can afford to support a family?

I love writing books. My dream is to have a RV that can carry my family around, sit by the lake, on the grass, and write the stories in my heart under the sun... But all of that is just a dream.

I thought a lot today. Sitting at home every day is not a solution. My health has become much worse in half a year. I decided to go out to find a job after the New Year and write novels while working. This way, my monthly income will be higher. After all, writing novels for a month is only enough to support myself.

But I not only have to support myself, but also take care of my mother, support this family, and give her a warm nest for whom I have been with me for seven years, so that she can’t wait for her wedding dress as soon as possible. After all, she really can’t wait now. She followed me when she was 17 years old. Now more than 7 years have passed, and the once little girl has almost become an old girl. She gave me her best youth, and I should also give her a happiness that she has been waiting for for a long time.

Last time on her birthday, Ximing bought us the movie tickets for the movie "To Our Last Love". I took her to watch it. She cried and cried three times when watching the movie... And I said nothing except holding her...

At that moment, I just regretted that I was too incompetent.

She is so beautiful, so kind, so sunny, so beautiful, and should have everything, but over the years I have given her nothing...

Whenever she mentions her friends buying a house, a car, or a marriage, she always gets silent. I don’t know what to say, even though I know she has always believed that I can give her everything she wants.

In fact, her request is very simple. It’s good to have a home of her own, but I haven’t even been able to do this for so many years.

I ran into walls everywhere, was excluded everywhere, and was out of place. I started writing it in 2010. Except for the first book, everything else was cut in half. The heartache was indescribable. I finally found a good job and prepared to do it well. As a result, the company collapsed after several months. The boss (formerly customer, later friend) owed a lot of debts and ran away. I couldn't get my salary for several months. The only comfort was that I had signed up for a driving school... Nothing went well, as if the whole world was enemies of myself...

But I didn't give up. In May this year, I found a new job as a marketing salesperson, and then once again plucked up the courage to tap the ever-experienced keyboard, so I came up with the book "The Crazy Soldier".

While busy at work, I not only have to be busy typing after work, but also go to various places to promote it. Finally, I met you who are cute and enthusiastic. Then with everyone's enthusiastic help, the book Kuangbing went from being ignored to being recommended on the homepage of Zongheng main site, and its grades have risen all the way, reaching second in the potential monthly vote list. Later, with everyone's enthusiastic generosity and help, it reached the second place in Baidu's popularity list and won the glory of second place...

I vaguely remember the unforgettable night on November 30, vaguely remember everyone’s call in the group and their shouts in the group… It was my happiest day in more than 20 years.

I originally thought 2015 would be bad, but since I met you, I found that 2015 was so beautiful.

Originally, I thought the book "The Crazy Soldier" would still be cut in half, but since I met you, I found that it was very far away from me.

Originally, I thought I would continue to do nothing, but since I met you, I have regained my confidence and the courage to find life.

Thank you for your company in 2015, and thank you for your support and dedication to Crazy Bing and Xiaoming in 2015. Being able to meet you is my greatest happiness. You are my lucky star, the sunshine and hope of my life.

Although this New Year's Eve was spent by myself, I know you were silently accompanying me.

I hope that on the next New Year’s Eve, I can go home for the New Year with confidence. When others ask me what job I do, I can say confidently and smilingly that I am an online writer and I have a large number of cute and enthusiastic fans. If you want to sign, you can find me.

Thank you Brother Yun, Brother Tianhun, Mr. Ming, Nie Rufeng, Wang Xiaoshuai, Programmer, Zimo, Chu Bing, Tianyan, Zhuo Xiong, and Mihawk, Crazy Bing Alliance for the selfless efforts. Thank you to Ximing, Superstitious Young Master, McDonald's, Wolf King Qinyang, li228580, Shi Zhuo and other brothers for their strong support. Thank you to all the sisters and brothers who support Crazy Bing, and wish all brothers and sisters a happy New Year.
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