The Dragon from Hell

Kaohsiung was shocked.

He never thought that this seemingly weak and vulnerable young man could beat him directly with the moves he had studied for twenty years.

Qin Feng looked only in his early twenties. Even if he could use the Poison Dragon Hand, the gap shouldn't be so big. How many years has he only learned it?

This proves the saying: Hard work is worthless in front of talent.

Qin Feng withdrew his hand, and Jiang Suiliu had already walked up tremblingly.

At this time, there was no doubt in his eyes when he looked at Qin Feng.

Fear, admiration, hope... and excitement!

"Mr. Qin!"

Jiang Sui clasped his left and right hands, and without saying a word, he bowed deeply to Qin Feng.

Qin Feng was not polite, but just accepted the salute with his hands behind his back and looked at it expressionlessly.

Five seconds later, Jiang Suiliu slowly stood up, and was so excited that tears streamed down his face.

"I didn't expect that I was too superficial after all."

"The martial arts of our Dragon Country are profound and extensive, and some of them have been lost in the long river of history."

"Now that I, Jiang Suiliu, have seen the real killing blow of the Poison Dragon Hand in my lifetime, I have no regrets in death!"

His two lines of tears were real, and they were indeed inspired.

But Qin Feng looked down on it: Chinese martial arts are more than profound and extensive. What did his master say when he taught him the Poison Dragon Hand, which Jiang Suiliu regarded as a high martial art?

"You can just learn this little trick for fun, don't take it too seriously."

So now seeing Jiang Suiliu crying uncontrollably, he just felt funny.

"I'll give you the hope you want. I'll just say one thing. I can see it, and it can be cured. Whether you believe it or not is up to you."

Qin Feng spoke indifferently, without any intention of comforting him: "My patience is limited, and I will only give you this one chance."

This time, Jiang Suiliu did not hesitate at all, and immediately said with a straight face: "As long as Mr. Qin is willing to help, I, Jiang Suiliu, am willing to work hard for you!"

Qin Feng nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, go back and wait. When I need you, I will naturally find you."

"This..."

"Don't worry, I, Qin Feng, keep my word and never regret it."

Knowing what he wanted to say, Qin Feng waved his hand: "Of course, I never allow others to regret it to me."

After that, Qin Feng turned and left.

Today's matter was over. Qin Feng originally wanted to go to Zeng Lao to see and find out what the identity of Mr. Dong was.

But just after getting in the car, he received a call from Zhao Ming, saying that there were guests at home and asked him to come back in the evening to have dinner together and get to know each other.

Qin Feng subconsciously wanted to refuse, knowing that Uncle Zhao wanted to introduce him to resources again.

Zhao Ming's tone became serious: "Xiao Feng, there are some things I shouldn't say, but your parents and uncle are gone, and your aunt can't control you, so I, as an uncle, have to say a few more words."

"Although you and Mr. Chen have a good relationship, we should still be down-to-earth. You can't rely on Mr. Chen for your whole life!"

He was really afraid that Qin Feng would go astray, especially after learning that Qin Feng had saved Chen Chaosheng.

You may be grateful to others, but if you hold on to this kindness and rely on others, that's not right.

What if one day they turn their backs on you, what is your identity and what is their status?

You won't have a place to cry when that happens!

"While you are still young, you still have to work hard to make a career. Okay, you must be there on time at 6pm."

Qin Feng hung up the phone helplessly. It was already past 2:30 at this time, and it would definitely be too late to go to Zeng Lao's place and back.

After taking a look at his tattered clothes, he could only go home to change clothes and go directly there.

Because of Chen Huiyu and her daughter, Qin Feng really didn't want to go.

But as soon as he entered the door today, Chen Huiyu suddenly appeared and scared him: "Oh, Xiaofeng is here!"

This "Xiaofeng" made Qin Feng's hair stand up collectively.

Before entering the door, he deliberately looked up at the house number, fearing that he had walked into the wrong door.

The next second, Chen Huiyu, dressed in luxurious clothes, came out with a smile on her face: "Oh, Xiaofeng, what are you doing standing at the door? It's so hot."

"Come in quickly and cool down with the air conditioner. Auntie specially asked someone to prepare a bayberry ice drink today. A cup of it will make you feel comfortable all over in this weather."

"The guests haven't arrived yet, please come in and sit down first."

While talking, Chen Huiyu even took his arm warmly and led him inside, which made Qin Feng stunned.

What's going on?

"Xiaofeng is here." Zhao Ming was choosing the wine to drink tonight. He came out after hearing the noise: "Sit down for a while. We'll have dinner when the guests arrive."

While saying this, she also winked at him, signaling him not to pay attention to Chen Huiyu.

Zhao Keran was also sitting on the sofa. Seeing Qin Feng coming, she looked a little uncomfortable and forced a smile.

Qin Feng was fine, and nodded to her calmly.

"Xiao Feng, just came from Mianlong?"

After sitting down, Chen Huiyu enthusiastically asked someone to bring iced drinks, and asked while handing them to Qin Feng.

"Well, thank you Aunt Chen."

Qin Feng felt uncomfortable about Chen Huiyu's transformation, but he couldn't help but laugh at himself.

If he really couldn't open the door of Mianlong Villa that day, he didn't know if he could still enter Chen Huiyu's house today.

Chen Huiyu's face was full of smiles, and she looked at Qin Feng as if he was her own son, with extra affection: "Since childhood, I have always felt that you will have a bright future when you grow up. Look, you have a bright future now!"

"That's Mianlong. Many people want to see it but are not qualified, but you can live in it. You are so lucky!"

Hearing the hidden meaning in Chen Huiyu's words, Qin Feng couldn't drink the ice drink at his mouth, for fear of choking.

He could only smile: "Aunt Chen is joking. The house belongs to someone else after all. I am just borrowing it."

Zhao Keren listened to it and muttered in a mosquito-like voice: "You know it's not yours, so why are you still clinging to it?"

The living room was too quiet. Zhao Keren's voice was not loud, but it was heard clearly.

Without waiting for Qin Feng to respond, Chen Huiyu glared at her fiercely: "What nonsense are you talking about, girl? Miss Chen said that the house was given to Xiaofeng, he just didn't want it."

"As long as our Xiaofeng says a word, won't the house be transferred to his name immediately?"

"Don't you think so, Xiaofeng?"

Chen Huiyu's constant calling of Xiaofeng made Qin Feng uncomfortable.

Out of consideration, he nodded and agreed, and didn't respond, just waiting for Chen Huiyu's main dish to come up.

Sure enough, after a few awkward chats, Chen Huiyu asked casually: "By the way, Xiaofeng, when I went to Mianlong that day, I saw that the house was quite big, there should be a lot of empty rooms, right?"