Legend of the Mythological Genes

The ladder slides up quickly.

After Feng Lin returned home, he changed his clothes and headed towards the upper floors of Feng's Building.

The transformation of his life gave him confidence, and he didn't want to wait any longer. He had to have a formal showdown with the family to solve the hidden dangers that would happen three weeks later.

The broad avenue of cultivation is right in front of him, how could he willingly accept the mercy of his family and waste his life in the family factory?

The solar system is a chaotic star field, the social order is chaotic, and the clansmen hold together to survive.

Compared with the sparsely populated families in the earth's feudal era, even the smallest family in the interstellar era has tens of thousands of people.

A family is a small society.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. Once there are more people, there will be more conflicts.

Not to mention that in order to allocate the best resources to the most talented people and cultivate real masters, the family has also divided the clan members into three or six grades according to their talents and talents.

The ladder leading to the upper floors of Feng's Building was full of people, most of whom were upper-middle-class people in luxurious clothes.

Feng Lin was very conspicuous standing inside wearing plain clothes.

One after another looked over with indifference and disgust.

But after all, they were from the same clan in theory, and they didn't speak ill of each other, but kept a distance silently, not wanting to be close to Feng Lin.

For a moment, the place where Feng Lin was standing was surrounded by emptiness, which was very conspicuous.

Feng Lin himself was calm and calm, looking calm and breezy.

Soon he reached the floor and walked straight out.

The eightieth floor of Fengshi Building.

The city in the interstellar era is densely covered with high-rise buildings, which are extremely majestic and majestic, and each one is as big as a hill.

If the living floor is too low, it is easy to be blocked from sunlight and live in darkness for many years.

These places are often called black streets, where the lower class live.

The higher the floor, the more sunlight it receives and the better the environment.

So generally speaking, people who live on the upper floors of buildings are either rich or expensive.

The people living above the eightieth floor of the Feng's Building are the absolute high-level members of the Feng's family, the direct descendants of the direct descendants.

Feng Lin, who looked like an inferior tribe at a glance, walked in here, and instantly attracted countless surprised eyes.

Those eyes flicked across his plain clothes, and their disdain was beyond words.

Feng Lin walked through the slender corridor and came to a spacious hall as if he hadn't seen it.

There was a long queue in front of the gate, and there were probably dozens of people. Although the queue was long, they were all waiting patiently and very quietly.

"Feng Family Management Office!"

Such a large family has tens of thousands of people.

The more people there are, the more troublesome things need to be handled by people.

Therefore, every family on the earth has a core member who manages all the affairs of the family, called the big steward.

This is where the head steward of the Feng family works.

The Feng family has a large population and there are many miscellaneous things every day. If you want to come to him, it must be an important matter. If you trouble the big housekeeper with miscellaneous things, not only is it useless, but you will also be severely punished.

Even so, queuing is the norm, and sometimes it takes days.

Feng Lin found a back seat and sat down, quietly waiting.

"What is an inferior person doing here if he doesn't go to work in a factory?"

"Did he miss work? How dare he come to the housekeeper? Aren't you afraid of being punished?"

"What audacity!"

...

When the people in line saw Feng Lin approaching, they pulled away in disgust and started whispering.

Feng Lin looked at his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose, with a calm expression on his face.

The team moved forward slowly and orderly. After more than an hour, Feng Lin had only advanced five positions. If this continued, it would be his turn.

But he can only wait.

Rushing in will only anger the big housekeeper and make things worse, which is very unwise.

"You inferior clansman, get out of the way quickly! Time waits for no one, do you need to trouble the big housekeeper with this trivial matter? You can't afford to delay my affairs!" A discordant voice sounded beside me.

Feng Lin was pushed hard by someone, he opened it slowly, saw a skinny but triumphant face in front of him, and sighed softly.

His expression was depressed and irritated.

Why is there always someone who can't even be a villain, and doesn't even wink, do I look so easy to bully?

...

These messy thoughts flashed through Feng Lin's mind, and when he got serious, he knew the reason himself.

There are distinct levels in the family.

After all, his status as an inferior clan makes people feel weak and deceitful.

The ranks of people in the family are divided by talent and ability.

Feng Lin's rise was too fast, and he was still the ninth-level clansman before, the lowest clansman.

The person across from him may have seen his status and felt that his talent was inferior, his strength was not good enough, and he was easy to bully.

Otherwise, there are too many people in the front row, and this person does not look for others, but only for himself. Is there such a coincidence?

Must become stronger as soon as possible.

Only by becoming stronger can he get rid of the difficult situation in front of him, otherwise this kind of trouble will be endless in the future, can he still practice hard?

Feng Lin was secretly angry.

"Brat, what's your name? Don't you even know me, Feng Lang? Get out of the way!" The skinny man looked like a dude, and seeing Feng Lin not talking for a long time, he pushed over hard again.

There was a playful look in his eyes, which was clearly on purpose!

To deal with this kind of person, Feng Lin's response was simple.

That's the fist!

A fist as big as a sandbag, punching to the flesh, no nonsense at all.

With one punch, the momentum is heavy.

The man stared blankly at this scene, as if he didn't expect Feng Lin to act so decisively, he was a little dazed.

boom!

With the force of the punch, he was thrown flying and fell heavily to the ground.

But the man jumped up again in the next moment. He didn't seem to have received any injuries other than his embarrassment. He stared at Feng Lin fiercely, holding his face, his face flushed, "Bastard! You don't know when you hit someone but not in the face." ?"

Although this punch didn't use much strength, this guy took his punch head-on. Feng Lin couldn't help being surprised, this guy has a lot of vitality.

Seeing that Feng Lin ignored him, the dude became even more impatient, and suddenly put on a posture and rushed forward.

Snake Fist!

The man twisted his body and came quickly, his steps were very strange, approaching like a snake walking in a zigzag path, his hands and fingers flicked, hissing like snake stars, pointing directly at the vital points of Feng Lin's eyes , the moves are very insidious.

"Good time!" Feng Lin went up to meet him without any fear.

This Wandering Snake Fist is light in body, heavy on swimming and attacking people's vital points.

This is very similar to Baguazhang.

Feng Lin stepped on gossip and got entangled with the other party.

When fists and palms collided, Feng Lin's body remained motionless, and the man backed away again and again, but he lost the wind as soon as they fought.

"Good job! Hit, kill each other!"

"If you're a man, don't be cowardly!"

"I didn't expect there to be such a good show!"

...

Those people around were afraid that the world would not be chaotic, so they kept cheering and cheering.

Suddenly a majestic voice sounded.

"What are you doing? Why are there conflicts in the family and breaking the family law? If you don't give a reason, I will put you all in confinement!"