Big Data Cultivation

Feng Jun has reached the dust-out period, and sleep has been less. Although he can sleep deeply, he sleeps deeper. There is always a ray of consciousness that is outside, and he can communicate to the depths of the sea.

The five teenagers rode three motorcycles, and the noise was quite loud. There were 300 meters away from Feng Jun's tent, and Feng Jun woke up.

When he swept outward, he felt that he was coming, and he knew that he could not communicate in words.

He didn't want to show up either, so he opened the tent curtain and stretched out a hand, holding a shotgun, "Go!"

"Oh, do you have a gun?" A young man riding a motorcycle braked a car and stopped at the back of the car. He pulled out a pistol, loaded the bullet, and whistled. "Hi, buddy, who seems to have no one?" It's like a thing. "

Feng Jun pulled the trigger with one hand, and after a loud bang, the ground exploded a ball of mud.

He reached out another hand, loaded the bullet, and pointed the muzzle at the other party. "Go away, the next shot is not a warning."

Seeing that he never showed up, he spoke English with a strong accent, and another teenager shouted, "Hi, man, do you have a gun license?"

Feng Jun ’s face was finally revealed. It was a black face with scars on his face. At first glance, it was a typical badass. "That ’s right. Should I check your gun license? Is it enough age?"

Moxigan's youngsters were startled, the motor roared at the turn of the car, and they ran away with fate.

Feng Jun thought about it and sighed again, "This broken place can't stay, the people of Maiguo really live in dire straits."

Being awakened by someone halfway is really not a good experience. He ca n’t help thinking that someone would be so disappointed. I might as well rush to Sofia ’s house and sleep in the attic on the top floor of her house.

In any case, this day is over. At 8:30 in the evening, Feng Jun found the Spirit Beast Bag in the grass and chose the roadside about three kilometers from Sofia's house. With a flick of his hand, he released the person.

Sophia squatted with an **** and whispered. Next moment, she came back to her and shouted loudly, "I have said that I will go with you. Where did you shut me up?"

She didn't know that she was in a bag of spirit beasts, but she felt that her body was difficult to move, but her consciousness was sober. It was dark all around, and she could not see anything at all.

Feng Jun handed her a bottle of mineral water, "Okay, drink some water, and walk three kilometers further is your home."

Sophia couldn't care about being polite to her, but she didn't enter the grain and drip water for two days and two nights. She was so bored that she could only sleep. After receiving the water, she drunk.

Five hundred milliliters of mineral water was swallowed by her in one breath, and then she stretched out her hand again, "One more bottle."

Feng Jun had conflicts with her family, but he wouldn't be bored to embarrass a little girl. He took two bottles of mineral water from his backpack and waved at her, "Okay, goodbye."

"Stop!" Sofia yelled, "It's so late, how do you let me go home and walk back?"

It's not too far to go back. Feng Jun just wanted to say this, and he remembered the five Moxigan teenagers he met in the afternoon.

This is a wealthy area, supposedly in good order, but in this country of Mai, anything really can happen.

Feng Jun did not want her to have an accident on the way back, otherwise it was his cause and effect, so he sighed, "Then I will walk with you to the door of the neighbor's house, is it alright?"

"Can't move," Sofia said angrily, "Give me something ... I'm going to starve to death."

Feng Jun boiled a pot of water in the afternoon. There was boiling water in the thermos, and he could take out the instant noodles. But in the end, he still brought out two apples to give to Master Feng as gifts.

Sofia took it without any care, nibbled "click", and at first glance was hungry.

After a bite, she pointed to her feet and said vaguely, "Shoes cannot go."

When Feng Jun took her away, she was wearing shaggy slippers, not the kind of sandals. It was really embarrassing to take the three-kilometer highway.

Feng Jun wanted to take out his shoes, and it was not appropriate to think about it again. He couldn't help but sigh, "I'm tied to an ancestor."

Reluctantly, he turned and walked into the roadside grove. Not long ago, he pushed a motorcycle out, "Get in the car, don't play tricks, otherwise you can't afford the consequences."

"I'll eat another two bites of apples," Sofia's eyes twitched as he spoke vaguely.

The dark days of these two days can hold her down, and it feels a bit like a confinement in a "small black house", but the good thing is that the spirit animal bag is used to carry the spirit animal, and it has a certain effect of sleeping. , People can't stand it, nor can the spirit beast.

Coupled with being thirsty and hungry, she decided long ago, and came out to settle accounts with this guy.

But as soon as the person came out, her anger disappeared a lot. Think again, the other party is the kidnapper himself, but he has not suffered much harm. This kidnapper is really rare.

The key is that she knows where the other party is coming from. Her grandfather must deal with others first, and if she steals something, she must reward her head.

Children are right or wrong, yes, she is also a child, so she doesn't hate each other very much.

The most important thing is that this person has a magical stealth technique, which may be "the same kind of person" as herself, which gives her a strong sense of identity. This time, I don't know when it will be goodbye.

She ate two more sips of apples, she threw away the pits, drank two sips of water, picked up another apple and ate it up. "A delicious apple, give me another one ... are you not black?"

Feng Jun handed over an apple again, blinked his eyes, and asked strangely, "Are you a racist?"

"A little bit," Sofia admits happily that she is against racists and has a correct position in Mai Guo. She is willing to say that she is not in sight with Feng Jun. "I think you should be a Chinese ... English accent, And ... black people love to talk. "

Feng Jun smiled, "There are no black people among Chinese people, they are all yellow races, well, get in the car."

Sofia shook the apple on both hands, beckoning that she could not make it, "Can I see you again in the future?"

"Stockholm syndrome?" Feng Jun's brow furrowed, and then he smiled, "Hope not to see you again, because I will definitely not be merciful next time."

"Why not be merciful?" Sofia asked seriously. "My grandpa is my grandpa, I am me ... I am willing to cooperate with you."

Feng Jun turned his head to think about it and handed her a pagoda pendant seven to eight centimeters high, made of sheep fat and white jade. "Okay, this is a shock to your compensation. It is worth about 300,000 US dollars."

Sophia took it, put it in her pocket, and said with a smile, "You are not a black person if you give such an expensive thing."

Feng Jun blinked again, "Do black people spend money stingy? I don't think so."

"Black people are not stingy with money," Sofia blinked and said with a grin, "but they give girls precious gifts and always seek to be rewarded."

It's really Stockholm syndrome. Feng Jun coughed a little, "Are you going to get in the car? I can leave without getting in."

Just then the lights in the distance had moved from far to near. A car parked slowly on the side of the road. A driver in white gloves waved at Sofia. "Hi, Sofia, Mrs. Martha Ask you, do you need to take a ride? "

Mrs. Martha lives on the same street as Sofia, and because neighbors often run ladders, they know each other.

"Oh, no, thank you," Sofia waved with a smile. "My friend has a car, and I will go back immediately."

The car started slowly, and Mrs. Martha whispered in the back seat, "The little girl actually likes a black man? Looks like a sportsman, maybe sings RAP ... Oh, God, isn't she kidnapped?"

The driver slowed down, "Ma'am, do you want to turn around?"

"No, I'm going to call the police," Mrs. Martha took out her cell phone and thought to herself after thinking about it, "I think maybe I should call Old Jensen first ... well, it was so decided."

Feng Jun stepped on his leg and stepped on the motorcycle. "Finally ask you a question, can't you go?"

Sofia got into the car, and the motorcycle drove forward, and it soon passed the slow car.

Because there was a car following behind him, Feng Jun was embarrassed to put her at the door of the neighbor's house, and simply sent her directly to the door of the house to monitor it and shoot it. It was not his true face anyway.

However, it was not just his black face that was captured by the surveillance.

Sofia had two big apples in her hand, a bottle of water in her pocket, and a jade stone of more than 300,000 dollars in her pocket. She straddled on a motorcycle and got off slowly.

At this moment, the door of the yard opened and two bodyguards rushed out, "Miss you ..."

It turned out that Jensen received the call from Mrs. Martha and immediately arranged for the bodyguard to pick up my granddaughter on the way!

The bodyguards were about to drive to ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ but they just saw the lady came back, rushed out without thinking, and wanted to control the black man.

A bodyguard even pulled the gun directly, pointed at Feng Jun, and said sharply, "Don't move, just shoot me!"

Feng Jun smiled coldly, and once he raised his hand, there was a Glock pistol in his hand.

The bodyguard with a gun worked as a policeman, and after seeing Feng Jun dare to move, hesitated a little and still pulled the trigger decisively.

He knew that the black man had sent the lady back, and it was probably innocent, but Mai Guo ’s police have always been doing this and I have warned you. If you do n’t listen, I will shoot.

Fortunately, he aimed at Feng Jun ’s right shoulder, thinking that he could injure the opponent and paralyze the opponent ’s combat power. If the wrong person was hit, the money would be lost. The Jasons would never blink.

Unfortunately, Feng Jun is a left-handed man with a gun in his left hand, and his right hand grabbed the air. The trigger in his left hand has been pulled and is hitting the other person's thigh.

(Updated to summon monthly tickets.)