Chapter 338 A Slap in the Face for a Sweet Date

It wasn't the first time this group of gangsters did such a thing in the desert town, but it was the first time that someone dared to stop them, and even hit a heavy hand as soon as they made a move, crushing one of them's hand bones.

The man in the leather jacket with the bald head and the pigtails waved his hand and stared fiercely at Ye Feng, causing the remaining five people to surround Ye Feng and throw away the iron bars in their hands. , replaced by a pair of sharp knives.

Originally, they only wanted money and didn't kill their lives, but now someone has come out to challenge their authority, and it's unreasonable not to show some color.

"Uncle, this is one thousand, you should leave here first."

Ye Feng stomped on that guy's hand bones, and then threw ten red tickets to the veteran driver. These little gangsters also commit crimes locally. Once they leave this place, veteran drivers will not encounter any danger.

"Here, young man, you..."

The veteran driver was taken aback by Ye Feng's method just now, how dare someone who is not familiar with the place dare to hit others directly? In case the other party colludes with the police and gangsters or something, this young man can't afford to walk around!

"Don't worry about me, just a few of them haven't been taken seriously by me."

The corner of Ye Feng's mouth twitched: "I just have something to ask them... Cup, Xiaochen, search around to see if there is any suspicious person in the town!"

Most of the people in the Taiji Temple are near this small town, there should be some people resting in the small town, and I heard that the Shenquan Sect also organized people to investigate, if they find out the other party's whereabouts, Ye Feng can also make early preparations.

Xu Xiaoyu and "Long Moran" were caught by the National Security Bureau before, but the National Security Bureau did not make things difficult for them. For the former, he just asked some questions and got some detailed information about Dong Hai and let him go, while for the latter, with the efforts of Ye Feng and Lin Shiqing, the National Security Bureau let him go.

Now Su Feiying's incarnation of the Yang God still looks like Long Moran, she has been recuperating in the Luofu cave of the Long family, and is ready to lead the people of the Long family to appear in the rivers and lakes whenever there is any movement.

The last sentence was spoken by Ye Feng through sound transmission, and Zhao Yiyi and Ling Chen drifted all the way to the desert. Now is the perfect time to help Ye Feng.

As soon as the two heard this, they immediately took orders, divided into two directions, and searched around the outside. Because the characteristics of soul cultivation can penetrate walls, they can fly into the sky and overlook from a high altitude, so they are handy for investigation operations.

For Zhao Yiyi and Ling Chen, checking the situation of the whole town was as easy as eating a meal while they were alive. Of course, they don't need to eat now, and they can absorb the wedding energy in the surrounding air anytime and anywhere.

It's just that the lifespan of a soul cultivator is short. Now that both of them have ten years of cultivation, they can exist in the world for two years. After two years, if their cultivation does not improve, they will disappear...

Feeling that Zhao Yiyi and Ling Chen spread out to investigate in two directions, Ye Feng felt relieved, closed the door of the off-road vehicle, and then patted the trunk of the car: "Uncle, let's go."

In order to convince the veteran driver, Ye Feng quickly threw a throwing knife from the storage ring, and sharply shot at the man in the leather jacket who seemed to be the leader among the surrounding group of people.

Before he had time to react, that guy's bald head with a small braid showed a pained look. Ye Feng shot at the back of his hand with a flying knife, causing the sharp knife in his hand to fall onto the sand.

This scene fell in the eyes of the veteran driver on the car, and he couldn't help but marvel at Ye Feng's strength. This kind of superb flying knives, it seems that this young man is not easy!

The veteran driver was relieved. He stepped on the accelerator and reversed the car before leaving. The three guys who were heading towards the other side quickly ran into them.

Those three people shouted and ran away, one of them wanted to chase the off-road vehicle, but Ye Feng grabbed him from behind and slammed him onto the hard sand, making his bones seem to be falling apart. Can't get up either.

As many people watched around the streets of the town, Ye Feng took care of the gangsters, and the veteran driver had already driven back to the main road.

The veteran driver looked back and saw that Ye Feng had already dealt with all the opponents. He couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief. It seemed that this young man was really strong. That way, he doesn't have to worry...

The off-road vehicle gallops away.

Ye Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief, if the driver uncle refused to leave, he really couldn't carry out many things. Otherwise, he would go about his own business, and Ye Feng would feel bad if the uncle was robbed in the town.

After all, it was Ye Feng who asked the other party to drive him to the desert.

"You, who are you?"

Seeing that his subordinates were easily dealt with by Ye Feng, the bald man with braids panicked all of a sudden, he didn't even bother to pay attention to the throwing knife still tied in his hand.

If you get stabbed by a flying knife, you can go to the hospital and lie down for a few days at most, but if you offend someone who shouldn't be offended, they will lose their lives! Now he has some regrets in his heart. The boss said that some capable people have come outside recently, and he hasn't taken it to heart. He didn't expect that he would actually meet someone...

"Who I am has nothing to do with you."

Ye Feng said calmly, walked over, stepped on the bald hand that was stabbed by the flying knife: "Tell me, have you seen anyone like me these days?"

Hearing this, the bald man with braids froze for a moment, what is a person like him?

But soon he realized that the young man in the black shirt was asking him if he had seen someone with "martial arts" like him?

"Yes, yes, the boss said that there have been a lot of visitors recently, let us all be quiet..."

The bald man with braids immediately nodded and said, the back of the hand that Ye Feng stepped on felt pain, but he didn't dare to resist: "It's just that my brothers are really short of money recently, so I ran out..."

"If you lack money, you won't find a job?"

Ye Feng snorted softly, threw down more than twenty red notes, and then ordered: "I have some things to do here, so you take your people here to watch. If you find any suspicious person, immediately tell me Report, this is my phone..."

Zhao Yiyi and Ling Chen will follow him into the depths of the desert to search for the ruins, and this small town is the nearest foothold outside the desert. If other martial arts people come, they will definitely stay here for a while.

If someone informs at that time, Ye Feng who has already entered the desert can also be prepared.

The bald head with braids was stunned when he saw Ye Feng throwing down so many red notes, he never thought that such an awesome existence like Ye Feng would give him money!

"Take the brothers to the hospital, and then the eyeballs will brighten..."

Ye Feng turned around and smiled, and patted the bald shoulder: "After I'm done, I'll have more for you when I come back."

With a slap in the face for a sweet date, Ye Feng directly bought off the bald people!