Rural Friends Circle

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"Fuck! Tang Feng, you don't look sick! This is better than before!" Dust rubbed his chest and got up from the ground with a painful face.

"Dust, you uncle, you have to come back at this time, I will beat you to death!" Tang Feng rushed out of the kitchen like the wind and ran straight to Dust.

"Fuck, you are really serious!" Dust caught Tang Feng's punch with his hand and felt the force of the punch.

"Stop talking nonsense, I will beat you to death today!"

Tang Feng punched Dust in the chest directly. Dust rolled over because he was suppressed from the beginning.

"You still dare to hide!" If Dust had let Tang Feng stop and beat him, it would probably be fine, but his hiding made Tang Feng even more angry. He kicked Dust on the butt of Dust, who was rolling on the ground, and kicked him out of the door.

"I told you to hide!" Tang Feng strode towards Dust.

"Tang Feng, are you fucking crazy? I'm looking for medicine for you with good intentions, but you fucking hit me!" Dust complained while defending against Tang Feng's fist.

"Brother Dust! I'll help you!" Shao Yang, who had just arrived at the door of the villa, saw that Dust was beaten by Tang Feng without any ability to fight back, so he joined the battle group and besieged Tang Feng together with Dust.

"Come on! Look how much my spiritual power has increased after eating the Huanxin Grass!" Tang Feng was not afraid at all, and he was eager to fight, fighting one against two.

After Shao Yang joined, Dust's pressure suddenly decreased. Although it was the first time for the two to cooperate, they had a tacit understanding. While defending against Tang Feng, they could also counterattack from time to time.

After a hundred moves, Tang Feng gradually couldn't suppress the two and used all his strength. At this time, Tang Feng's friends had already arrived. Elder Dong and Elder Hua looked at Tang Feng, nodded from time to time, and talked a few words.

Lan Meigui and Lan Xiner also came here. Lan Xiner looked at Shao Yang in the battle group with a glittering look in her eyes.

"Brother! Come on!" Jiang Ninger, who was standing aside, looked at the three people fighting and cheered for Shao Yang excitedly.

"Sting, I didn't expect you to find such a powerful helper after going out!"

"Humph!" Sting snorted coldly and didn't speak, concentrating on fighting with Tang Feng.

Tang Feng had already exerted all his strength at this time, but he could only suppress Sting and Shao Yang. If he was not careful, he might be defeated. It can't be said that Tang Feng's strength is poor, but these two people are too powerful.

Sting was originally a soldier king. Close combat is his specialty. Every move is just to defeat the opponent. Shao Yang is the second disciple of Tianshan Sword Sect and will soon become the head of the sect. How could he not have special skills? Although Tang Feng's skill is one level higher than the two, they can't be defeated easily.

After a few hundred moves, the three of them were exhausted. Tang Feng knew that if he dragged on, he would definitely lose, but the two were defending too tightly and couldn't hit him at all.

Tang Feng looked at Dusting, and his mind turned, and he came up with an idea.

"Sister, why are you here!" Tang Feng shouted at Dusting behind him.

"Humph, Tang Feng, you have used this trick before, it doesn't work! Hahaha, lie down!" Dusting had been fooled by him, how could he still believe it, and punched Tang Feng's mouth directly.

Tang Feng ducked to avoid the punch, and saw a big foot coming straight to his face from below. Tang Feng blocked with both hands and was kicked out directly.

Tang Feng looked up and saw that it was the helper Dusting had found. There was no time to think, Dusting and Shao Yang rushed up again.

Tang Feng took a few more moves. He had already discovered that this helper was weaker than Stinger and had less combat experience. As long as he was dealt with first, Stinger would be defeated.

"Stinger! Take my punch!" Tang Feng shouted, startling Stinger, who quickly raised his hand to block the powerful punch. But Tang Feng changed his direction, retracted his fist, and kicked Shao Yang. Shao Yang didn't react at all. He was originally going to help Stinger, but he didn't expect that the kick was coming towards him. In a hurry, he couldn't exert any strength at all, and was kicked in the chest by Tang Feng and flew out.

"Second Brother!" Jiang Ning'er saw Shao Yang being beaten and flew out, and hurriedly ran to Shao Yang.

"Tang Feng! Damn you! You lied to me again!" Stinger saw Shao Yang flying out, and shouted and rushed to Tang Feng directly.

Tang Feng raised the corner of his mouth, and saw how you can beat me now that your helper is gone.

Tang Feng and Dust were fighting again. After a while, Dust was covered with fist and foot marks. After a while, Dust was beaten out.

"Haha, Dust, you can't beat me even if you find help. I'll beat you to death now!" Tang Feng screamed and lay on Dust, beating him up.

"Huh! I'm so tired, Dust, I tell you, if you dare to tell my sister and my mother, I'll tell my sister everything you did in Macau!" After the beating, Tang Feng lay beside Dust's ear and whispered.

"You..."

"What's wrong! You still don't accept it!"

"I accept it!" Hearing this, Tang Feng got up from Dust, patted the dust on his body, and walked to Shaoyang.

"Brother, what's your name? Where are you from?" Tang Feng reached out to pull Shaoyang.

Shaoyang covered his chest and took Tang Feng's hand.

"I'm Shaoyang, this is my junior sister, from the Tianshan Sword Sect, this time she's going down the mountain with Brother Poisonous Thorn to train." Shaoyang covered his chest, Jiang Ning'er supported Shaoyang, stared at Tang Feng with big eyes, full of vigilance.

Tianshan Sword Sect! Tang Feng remembered it secretly, and didn't say anything more.

"Let's go, let's go into the house, we were just joking just now, we didn't really fight at all." Tang Feng said to Shaoyang with a smile.

Shaoyang nodded, and Tang Feng also invited everyone to the living room.

"Mr. Dong, you treat this brother's injury, the kick I just gave him was not too light." Tang Feng found Mr. Dong as soon as he entered the living room, after all, Shaoyang was too wronged by this kick.

"Hmph!" When Mr. Dong heard Tang Feng calling him, he snorted coldly and gestured to Long Chen directly. Long Chen walked directly to Shaoyang, took out a silver needle and pierced the acupuncture point on the top of his head.

"Puff!" Shaoyang spit a mouthful of blood at his feet. Long Chen decisively took the needle and returned to Mr. Dong.

"Brother! How are you?" Jiang Ning'er asked worriedly.

Shaoyang spit out a mouthful of blood and let out a long sigh.

"It's okay, it was just blood clots, don't worry!" Shaoyang wiped the corner of his mouth and looked up at Tang Feng and Long Chen.

"Thank you, brothers!" Shaoyang clasped his fists towards the two of them.

"No, no, no, it was me who kicked it after all, I should apologize." Tang Feng said a little embarrassedly.

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