After the last desperate fight, the brothers and sisters of the Feng family broke completely. Taking the old eleven Feng Binghan, who is a representative of the post-90s mentally retarded, a large number of younger generations became Feng Qianchi's lackeys, and other heirs who wanted to be the head of the family did not deal with each other because of their interests.
"Who did I think it was? It turned out to be Master Feng Binghan, the captain of the dog team? They say good dogs don't get in the way, so it's understandable for you to stick me here." Feng Jiaren sneered, wishing to eat this kid alive on the spot It's good.
"Seventh Sister, is this Seventh Sister's husband?" Although he had fought, Feng Binghan's basic manners were much better than this sister's.
"It doesn't count now, but I won't know in the future." Feng Jiaren said with an evil smile, "Hey, I don't want to argue with you, get out of the way, I want to take my future husband to enjoy the scenery of the Feng family's lakes and mountains."
"What's so interesting about people in the mountains." Feng Binghan meant to see off guests.
"This brother is underestimating himself. Thinking of your Feng family's great achievements, who in the martial arts forest can match it? I naturally want to see and see." Shen Ming has no intention of leaving.
"If you want to see it, can I show it to you? What do you think you are?" Feng Binghan prodded Shen Ming's ignorance of current affairs.
"Hey! Do you want to die? How dare you talk to your brother-in-law-to-be like that!" Feng Jiaren looked about to make a move, but Shen Ming blocked her.
"I don't know if it's something, but if you want to learn from each other at any time, the Feng family's Overlord Fist, I have long wanted to learn it." Shen Ming's words and deeds reveal the spirit of a master, Feng Jiaren also sees it especially joy.
Feng Binghan can be sure that the brother-in-law-to-be in front of him is the one Feng Jiaren called for help. I heard that other Feng brothers are also looking for someone who can be used as a trustee, but there is probably no one like Feng Jiaren who even promised to let go. This world's number one martial arts meeting is destined to be uneven, and Feng Binghan can't cause troubles at this time.
"Seventh Sister, you should know that Third Aunt has come back with Feng's family seal, and now the eldest brother is negotiating with her. If you don't get the seal back, it will not be good for all of us. Even if I beg you on Eleventh, it is not appropriate to be in Tiandi at this moment." It’s okay for this friend of yours to visit if he wants to, but now, he needs to go to the side hall to rest first.” Feng Binghan was actually convinced, this was the first time the eldest girl sat in a sedan chair.
"Since Xiongtai said so, let's lead the way." Shen Ming's image of Feng Binghan is good, at least he knows the current affairs, knows how to measure, knows how to advance and retreat, and is much better than those men that Seventh Sister spoiled in the past.
Accompanied or escorted by the four guards, Shen Ming went to the side hall. Feng Jiaren also learned the news that the third aunt and the young master had fought, and her interest in Shen Ming quickly shifted to the duel.
Feng Jiaren, who was in a hurry, quickly came to the practice room of Feng's mansion. At this time, many Feng family brothers had already come, all waiting for the result of the battle.
"Old Seven, you are late, we have been fighting inside for half an hour." The second child, Feng Fengshan, complained.
"Damn, I'm in the Renhe district, and you are in the Tiandi district. Can you compare? Who has a better chance of winning?" Feng Jiaren said excitedly.
"Who knows about the duel in the practice room? It's just that from the vibration on the ground, we can know that whether it's the elder brother's anti-overlord boxing technique or the third aunt's Feng Xijue, they have already practiced to the superhuman level. Whoever wins may only be in the One and a half moves are decided in an instant." The third child, Feng Xixi, explained in a strange way.
"I really hope the third aunt can do him, it will save us a lot of trouble." The fourth brother Feng Dingtian was talking nonsense drunkenly.
"Then let her be the head of the family? She is only in her twenties, and her seniority is higher than ours. Even if she becomes an elder, she can't control her. Have you lost your mind?" Feng Jiaren Chi Guoguo said contemptuously.
"Let's watch quietly, who is number one in the world will be decided soon." The old five Feng Panshi sat upright and said.
Just when Tian District's eyes were all focused on the practice room, Shen Ming who came to the side hall had just sat down and drank a cup of tea before getting up and pushing the door out.
"Sir, please stay inside and take a rest." The guard became very polite because Shen Ming was Feng Jiaren's man.
"I don't have time, I don't have time to rest." After Shen Ming finished speaking, he started to fight. The four guards were considered elite in the Feng family, but under Shen Ming's hands, they couldn't even stand for 10 seconds.
The traditional Feng family did not use modern tools such as surveillance cameras, and relied on people to complete everything. This was their advantage and also their disadvantage.
Shen Ming, who brought down the four guards, dragged them inside, put on the heavy armor and spear of one of them, and walked on the street wearing the white mask of the Feng family, without any notice.
He has only one goal - Feng's prison. According to the original plan, at this time Master Ruotong should have attracted many eyeliners in the Tian area, creating the best opportunity for Shen Ming to sneak in. It's just that Shen Ming didn't expect that Ruotong would fight Feng Qianchi head-on.
After all, according to the video analysis of Feng Qianchi's battle in the Shen family's mansion, Feng Ruotong once said that he has little chance of winning against him.
The Feng family's prison was built on the highest platform in the Tiandi area. It was dug deep into the cliff in the form of a cave, with a length of more than 100 meters and no more than 10 cells. The Feng family didn't like to imprison anyone, so the prison didn't need so many rooms, and most of them were directly beheaded or sent to work as coolies until they died, saving rations.
The prison, which has been abandoned for many years, has been used again because of Feng Quan's relationship. The infrastructure inside has not had time to be repaired, and even the long lights on the wall are only half used. The interior is cold and humid, even if there is no torture. If the place is closed for half a month, he will also suffer from arthritis, rheumatoid and other diseases, and spend a miserable old age.
Since it is a large prison, the guards should naturally be more dignified. On both sides of the arched stone gate, two servants were tied with iron chains. Their heads were covered with iron cage-like hoods, extending from their necks. chains attached to the wall.
They were shirtless and held tomahawks in their hands. They were about five meters tall, as burly as two statues.
"Who is coming, the prison is heavy, and you still don't retreat." One of the guards taught in a low voice.
"I'm in a hurry, and the shot might be a bit heavy, so please be more patient." Shen Ming walked forward with courtesy first and then soldiers.
"Bold!" The person guarding the sky prison is not an ordinary domestic slave of the Feng family, but a war slave. This is the descendant of the barbarians captured by the Feng family at the beginning. He is born with a strong body and possesses supernatural power. The tomahawk in his hand weighs 120 catties. , most people are exhausted to death. Waving in their hands is as flexible as a kitchen knife.
Shen Ming stepped forward and leaped up in the air with the tomahawk waving. After turning around a few times, he came behind the two of them and clasped the iron cage above their heads one by one.
"Give me a rest." Shen Ming's arms turned into black claws instantly, pulling them down and hitting the ground with a bang.
The iron cage hood was knocked into the deformed dent, and the warrior slave inside rolled his eyes and passed out. The two powerful fighters couldn't even stop Shen Ming's progress.
After leveling the guards, Shen Ming opened the door of the big cell, and Shen Ming ran all the way in. There were only 3 people parallel and the wide corridor was as narrow as a mine. Shen Ming quickly found the innermost stone room, and when he opened the window on the iron door, Huang Yibo ran forward quickly, thinking it was time for dinner again.
"Hello, please inform the cook next time, can the dishes not be so salty, please? Wan'er likes the light taste, and put more chili in the other one. Mr. Feng Quan likes spicy food." Huang Yibo was incomparable. Politely state the request of the guest.
"Hey, hello, hello, do you really treat this hotel as a hotel? Would you like to invite a lady to come and play for you?" Shen Ming took off the mask on his face and said with contempt.
"Big brother?!" Huang Yibo could be considered to have seen his relatives.
"Fuck... Sure enough, the bastard brother saw his embarrassing appearance, and he will be laughed at for a long time in the future." Wan'er complained.
"Feng Quan, why are you hung up like a piece of bacon?" Shen Ming wondered.
"Hehe, your precious sister has already vomited, so don't you need to vomit again? By the way, elder brother, is the third aunt back? Where is Feng Jiayin?" Feng Quan asked after being dropped in mid-air.
"You talk a lot, I'll tell you after I let you out." After Shen Ming finished speaking, he touched the lock, but there was a creaking sound from the corridor.
Looking back, the old eleven Feng Binghan, who was dragging the knife, was walking slowly, with a posture of wanting to kill God, as cold as a machine.
"Brother-in-law seems to be quite free. Why don't you just stay in the side hall and come to the prison?" Feng Binghan asked coldly.
"The side hall is too hot, find a place to cool off." Shen Ming turned around, touched behind with one hand, and held the handle of the fetter saber.
"Really? Then my little brother will give you a ride. Go to the morgue and lie down. It's cooler there." Feng Binghan flicked the edge of the blade in his hand, and the too long Guan knife folded into a melee knife with two clicks, and he rushed straight come up.
Shen Ming drew his sword to deal with it. He had fought many melee sword masters, as well as a perverted epee monster like Meng Na, but Shen Ming had to admit that Feng Binghan in front of him was the best in the world with a sword.
Shen Ming's block will be avoided by him sticking to the blade, and then cut to Shen Ming's body. While Shen Ming's attacks were all blocked, he continued to attack.
His hands seem to have a few more joints than ordinary humans, which can be wound like a snake and waved like a whip.
Shen Ming was beaten so hard that he backed away for more than 10 meters. The heavy armor all over his body was chopped up in a mess, and fragments were scattered all over the place. Blood oozed from some wounds.
"Sword skills are so good... Are you from the Meat Factory?" Shen Ming was almost out of temper after being hacked, no matter how fast he moved, he couldn't catch up with the kid in front of him.
"Is it unbearable like this? My brother-in-law is a bit too weak. If you have the ability, quickly take it out. After a while, even if you want to take it, you will have no chance." Feng Binghan said.