Mythological Native Species

Clang! bang! bang!

Amid the clamor of gongs and drums, Feng Linchen slowly calmed down.

Looking around, he saw that all of Wu's pressure were human heads.

Most of them are shirtless and have all kinds of weird tattoos on their bodies.

At first glance, they are all members of society.

Hundreds of large round tables were neatly lined up, and some guys in black suits and antique headsets stood around with expressionless faces.

Not far away, gongs and drums were roaring in the sky, and more than a dozen big men with big arms and round waists were sweating, shaking their tendons and beating the 'instruments' in their hands vigorously according to the rhythm.

Two burly and heroic bronze-headed lions are dancing on a high iron stake. The lion dancer below is extremely stable, even with the weight of the two people and the heavy lion head, they only rely on one leg. The support, still steady, fought with each other, and stretched his mouth to the green vegetables hanging on the high.

Feng Linwen shook his head and stared at the floating light curtain that only he could see.

The light curtain is divided into two parts.

One section is his identity in this world, a C-level shuttle meter, can arrange some less conspicuous identities for him in another world to start the game.

Right now, he is a little thug of the Dongyao Gang.

The little guy in the gang.

The other part is much more informative.

The invisible detector has been released by him. After collecting a little information about this world, Feng Linxun has already found the corresponding target in the database.

"This is really a... very discordant world!" Feng Linxen was a little worried, worried that this copy would not pass the trial, coupled with his evil and handsome face at the moment, as if he was angry, the surrounding The few members of the society turned their heads to look at him and pressed the table with their hands.

Compared with the Galaxy Civilization, the technological development of this world is not super ancient, it can only be said to be ancient.

Probably at the intersection of electrical and nuclear energy civilizations, electric energy is widely used, but nuclear energy is only used to make weapons and cannot be used as a general energy source or to benefit the people.

But it is different from the general technological society.

This world has extraordinary martial arts, and the underworld is rampant. The governments of all countries in the world, except for a certain eastern power, are almost collapsed in unity. Black and white are mixed into one, and it is difficult to distinguish between you and me.

Just like the Dongyao Gang, where Feng Linwan is now, belongs to one of the three major gangs in Hong Kong City. , A watermelon knife is superb, and the knife is murderous, and few people dare to take it directly.

Not only the underworld forces, but also some martial arts halls and trade unions that represent Bai Dao are also very developed.

"And in this world, there is no fixed protagonist, it seems that there will be many outstanding characters..."

"This means that it is basically impossible to appear, a very fixed main line. If you want to follow the main line, you will have no hope of stealing chickens." Feng Linwen didn't care too much about this.

"Speaking of which, this world is a bit like the amalgamation of the Hong Kong Manga Dragon and Tiger Gate and the King of Fighters world that I have seen in my last life. There are strong martial arts, chaos, and capable people, but no one is the absolute undead protagonist. Chen Xingtai, Prince of Dongyao, Hong Kong The fierce tiger among the five tigers in the city is famous, even in the Nanyang region, but it still can't stop the evil **** of Rakshasa's stick of the king of hell, his skill was greatly damaged, and he was besieged to death."

Snapped!

The table trembled heavily, and a short-haired man with a shoulder-length dragon tattooed on his shoulders swung the big gold chain around his neck, stood up suddenly, pointed at Feng Linwen and said, "Crow, you slammed into the street! Put your hands up! Today my boss is celebrating his birthday, if you flip the table again, you won't give me the boss face, and I will teach you how to behave."

 …!

Feng Linxen looked at his new character again and was speechless.

Then he kicked out suddenly, stood up abruptly, clasped the corner of the table with both hands very quickly, gracefully, and skillfully, and then lifted it forcefully.

Crash....

The table was overturned, and soup was sprinkled everywhere.

"Brother B! I call you Brother B for your face, but if I don't give you face, you are a fool. I crows never look at people's faces. I have already flipped the table. What do you want?" Feng Linwen arrogantly asked. Looking at Long Zai B with his nostrils, his expression is more sluggish.

At the same time, in front of Feng Linwen's eyes flashed the information of Longzai B.

Long Zai B: Formerly known as Bi Xianzu, in addition to his qualifications in the Dongyao Gang, the only thing he can do is to be loyal to the gang. However, he has a younger brother named Zheng Miannan, who has great potential. Although he is still a rotten boy, he is lucky. Later, he became the daughter of Chengdong Hot Pot King, followed by learning Fire Cloud Palm, and passed the test of Hot Pot King. , Even eating eighteen pots of super invincible devil spicy hot pot, even the hot pot base material, the skill has improved greatly. After Chen Xingtai's death, he became Dong Yaoxin's thug.

Feng Linye's actions surprised everyone.

Although in their impression, this crow has always been hot-tempered, and likes to flip the table regardless of the occasion. But now is the 60th birthday of Uncle Niu, the elder of Dongyao. If the crow does this, it means that he will not give Uncle Niu face. I am afraid that it will be difficult to pass today.

Sure enough, there was no need for Long Zi B to speak, and several men in black had already gathered around.

Seeing that they were all holding samurai swords in their hands, their waists were still slightly bulging, obviously they were hiding firearms, and it was naturally enough to deal with ordinary gangsters.

"Take it down, lock it up first, and then deal with it after Uncle Niu's birthday." A middle-aged man with obvious mixed-race features, a big nose, strange-colored eyes, and withered hair came over, UU reading www.uukanshu. com ordered in a low voice.

Feng Linwan suddenly pointed at the table and said, "Wait! I'm a crow, and I've always been daring to do things. But today Uncle Niu is celebrating his birthday. Except for the brothers of Baihutang, everyone else brought only congratulations and gifts. Why? There are people who are taking the guy who eats and come here to make trouble?"

Following the direction of Feng Linwen's finger, everyone looked over.

Under the table, there were clearly several watermelon knives radiating cold light.

"Artest, do something!" The middle-aged mixed-race man said while holding the headset.

The next moment, many men in black suits poured into the banquet and raised the tables.

Soon, hundreds of weapons of different colors were collected.

What is even more surprising is that it is not just cold weapons such as watermelon knives, steel pipes, baseball bats, long swords, etc.

There are also a few guns, and a few hidden grenades.

Numerous weapons were piled up and placed on the stage where the dancers who were celebrating their birthday danced undressing.

The middle-aged half-blood and Chen Xingtai stood on both sides of the stage like guardians of the law. On the opposite side of the pile of weapons, on a chair of the master, sat an old guy with gray hair and a fat body.

Smiling, like a Maitreya Buddha.

It was just that the smile on his face suddenly disappeared. When the smile disappeared, a serious and terrifying atmosphere swept the audience in an instant.

"I am a big eater of rivers and lakes. For 40 years, there are no one thousand or eight hundred people who want to kill me. But I am alive and well, and those who want me to die have been sent by me to see their mothers. Now I'll give you a chance, whoever did it, whoever has a share, stand up for yourself and expel the gang by breaking your hands and feet. If you let me find them one by one, then tonight... the asirs who are guarding the reservoir, can Some are busy."

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