The Dragon from Hell

The voice came unexpectedly, and Qin Feng, who was standing with a sword in hand, was stunned.

An Jiuxiao and Miao Jin looked at each other, and An Jiuxiao hurriedly said: "It's not me!"

——Gurgle.

As if to respond to his words, the voice sounded again.

This time, the eyes of the three people fell on the boy in front of Qin Feng at the same time.

The boy seemed to be unable to see that there was a sword in front of him, and he actually lowered his head and covered his stomach: "I'm hungry."

Qin Feng was stunned, and he noticed that the boy was unusual.

An Jiuxiao was speechless: "No, who are you, brother? You came to us to play assassination, and now you tell us that you are hungry?"

The boy did not respond to him, but continued to lower his head and cover his stomach, looking a little aggrieved.

Seeing him like this, Qin Feng put down his sword first, but he did not relax his vigilance: "Who are you?"

The boy finally responded to his words this time: "They said that they would have food to eat if they killed you, but now I failed to kill you, and I have no food to eat."

"They?" Qin Feng raised his eyebrows: "Who are they?"

The boy was silent again.

Qin Feng gave An Jiuxiao a look, and the latter immediately understood and stepped forward cautiously: "I'll check you, you'd better not move."

I don't know if the boy understood, but he just stood there honestly.

But as soon as An Jiuxiao approached, he immediately tensed up and attacked immediately.

His attack was very fast, and An Jiuxiao, who was in the middle stage of the Xuan realm, could not be his opponent at all.

Fortunately, Qin Feng had been vigilant against him, and immediately stepped forward and grabbed his wrist, making him unable to move.

At this time, Qin Feng also met the boy's eyes.

There was no ruthlessness in those eyes that wanted to kill, but was full of panic.

Seeing his eyes, Qin Feng was stunned: So he didn't want to kill An Jiuxiao just now, but was afraid that An Jiuxiao would hurt him?

Now Qin Feng was even more puzzled.

The boy was only about 18 or 19 years old, but in terms of swordsmanship, he could definitely fight him to a draw.

Every move was full of murderous aura, clean and neat, and at the age of 18 or 19, he already had the qualifications of a half-step earth realm.

Such a talented boy, no matter where he is, is definitely a star-studded existence.

But why is he afraid of others hurting him?

And just now he heard him say that he would only have food if he killed himself.

Although it is certain that he was sent to assassinate himself, why was it just a meal?

If he didn't kill himself, he wouldn't even have enough food?

With such skills, let alone becoming famous, he would definitely be regarded as a treasure even if he found a martial arts school at random.

There were too many questions that Qin Feng couldn't explain now. Seeing that the boy was very resistant to An Jiuxiao approaching him, he suddenly thought of something: "You sit down obediently, I will give you food after I check your body."

Sure enough, when he heard this, the boy's originally vigilant face suddenly relaxed, and he actually showed a little joy on his face: "Really?"

His eyes were dark, and the look he gave Qin Feng at this time was full of innocence, just like a four or five-year-old child.

Seeing him like this, Qin Feng's heart softened.

"Miao Jin, go order takeout and send it over." Then he said to the boy: "I'll let you eat first, is that okay?"

The boy nodded heavily and followed Qin Feng downstairs obediently.

The takeout was delivered at the fastest speed. Miao Jin saw that the boy's stomach was always rumbling, and he also added a lot of vegetables and rice.

But after it was delivered, the two or three hundred yuan takeout was actually wolfed down by the boy alone!

During his meal, he was finally quieter, and An Jiuxiao took the opportunity to check him.

"Brother Feng, there is nothing wrong with his body, he just has been hungry for a long time. But... his brain doesn't seem to be working well."

An Jiuxiao reported the situation he had examined, and Qin Feng was stunned: "Is it man-made?"

"It shouldn't be. I didn't find any brain trauma on him. It should be congenital. At present, it seems that his IQ level is not high. Maybe it is because of his congenital nature. His family didn't do any training and treatment for him in this regard, or maybe it didn't work after treatment, so they just let it go."

A martial arts genius was born with a bad brain. No wonder the people behind him don't take him seriously.

If the brain doesn't work well, even if the skills are high, it will be nothing more than a killing machine in the end.

Qin Feng sighed: "What a pity, if you take action, will there be a chance to cure him?"

"That's hard to say." An Jiuxiao said in embarrassment: "If it is acquired, I will definitely have no problem. But after all, it is congenital. His current IQ is only at the level of a four or five-year-old. It is almost impossible to cure him. In the words of Western medicine, genesThe things in it are difficult to cure. "

If even An Jiuxiao said so, it seems that this child is really hopeless, and can only rely on acquired guidance and training to barely improve his IQ.

But how smart do you want to say? Almost impossible.

"Brother Feng, what should we do now? Should we hand this person over to Brother Chu to deal with it?"

Qin Feng glanced at the boy who was wolfing down food on the sofa. He seemed to choke because he ate too fast. Miao Jin next to him silently handed him a cup of warm water.

After the boy drank the warm water in big gulps, he raised his head and grinned at him without any scheming.

With An Jiuxiao's examination, it can be confirmed that the boy's current appearance is definitely not pretended.

"First, keep him to ask who is behind him, and then let him go. "

Although the boy came to assassinate him, An Jiuxiao said that his IQ is only that of a four or five-year-old.

He couldn't bear to kill a four or five-year-old child just to have a full meal.

An Jiuxiao understood Qin Feng's choice and nodded: "Okay, by the way..."

He remembered something and added: "I think the people behind him don't seem to treat him very well. When I examined him just now, I saw that he still had a lot of scars on his body, both new and old, most of which were whip marks."

Qin Feng's eyelids twitched: "No wonder he reacted so violently when you approached him before."

An Jiuxiao's vigilance towards the boy now completely turned into sympathy: "I think he is quite pitiful. Even if we let him go, he will not only not have enough food after returning, but he will probably be punished, right?"

"Let's wait until he finishes eating. I'll have a good chat with him after he finishes eating. "

The boy seemed to have not had a full meal for a long time. Although he was very skilled, he was skinny.

Fearing that he was not full, Qin Feng went to the kitchen himself and made him a big bowl of egg noodles with the ingredients at home.

It was obviously the simplest ingredients, but he still devoured it all.

He even vomited in the end!