Chapter 283: Being Beaten

Chapter 283 Being beaten

When Luo Feng saw the name of this box, he felt a sense of sudden enlightenment.

Perhaps all this was God's will.

Luo Feng turned his head and looked at the little boy. It was hard to defy God's will, so why not just obey it.

He pushed open the door of the box.

The strong smell of alcohol choked his nose.

Luo Feng looked over and his mouth twitched.

In brief, there were seven people in the box.

Four of them had flushed faces and kept burping, and were already drunk. The other triplets were indeed the ones who fought three times in a row. They were almost evenly matched and hard to tell.

Seeing Yingle coming in, Song Ban turned around, grinned, and walked over, "Boss Ying, we brothers are waiting for you to come for a few drinks, why are you here just now."

Yingle forced a smile, then said, "I see that you all have extraordinary bones, noble bearing, and extraordinary momentum. I guess you are not ordinary people, so I asked my brother-in-law to come over and introduce him to you."

"Your brother-in-law?" The seven brothers glanced at him at the same time.

Song Ban laughed, walked over and stretched out his hand, "My name is Song Ban, please take care of me."

"It's not about taking care of me, how about, give me some advice?" Luo Feng looked at Luo Feng meaningfully, and also stretched out his hand, saying a codeword.

Song Ban was stunned for a moment, and immediately showed a playful smile at the corner of his mouth, "Then, please give me more advice."

The two held hands together.

Song Ban looked at Luo Feng with a squinting smile. This guy actually wanted to compete with himself in hand strength, it was like going to the toilet at night with a lantern.

From the perspective of body shape, the two are completely incomparable.

Song Ban exerted his strength suddenly, squinting at Luo Feng, but Luo Feng nodded and smiled at him, as if he didn't notice anything unusual.

His own strength was like a stone sinking into the sea.

"Huh?" Song Wan behind Song Ban noticed something strange and stared at him.

Song Ban also looked at Luo Feng in surprise.

Suddenly, a force rushed out from Luo Feng's hand --

Song Ban looked shocked.

Brute force alone could not withstand this attack.

In an instant, a strong and strange force rushed out from Song Ban's Dantian like a flood breaking through a dam.

A silent muffled sound came out from Song Ban's body.

A trace of strange color flashed across the eyes of both of them at the same time.

Song Ban didn't expect that he had used his internal force, but was still broken by the opponent's attack. What surprised Luo Feng was that Song Ban's internal force made him feel a strange breath, which was different from the breath on Ping Liangzheng's body, and a little more weird.

Could it be that these seven in front of him were from the Seven Abyssal Evil Sect?

Luo Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, without making any sound. He didn't know much about the martial arts world. Whether it was Ping Liangzheng or Jiang Tianya, the internal energy they exuded had more or less a sense of righteousness, which was related to the internal energy they practiced. And the big guy in front of him, with extremely strong internal energy, contained a trace of weird aura.

Luo Feng subconsciously attributed him to the Seven Abyssal Evil Sect.

Song Ban lay there without any resistance to the gun.

Luo Feng first let go of his hand and bowed to Song Ban with a smile, "Thank you for your advice."

Song Ban's cheeks were burning hot, and he was obviously at a disadvantage in the secret fight just now.

However, outsiders couldn't see it.

Song Ban was very happy with Luo Feng's face-giving approach, and he laughed immediately, "Come on, let's do it together."

The winner's legs softened.

Luo Feng looked at the wine bowls on the table and couldn't help but take another look at the seven. In terms of drinking capacity, they were probably seven wine barrels.

However, now that they were fighting to the death, Luo Feng didn't mind a one-pot fight.

They immediately started to drink.

About half an hour later.

Plop!

The last one, Song Wan, fell directly on the table.

A complete victory.

Luo Feng sat with a smile, picked up the chopsticks to pick up a dish, and tasted it slowly.

"Wow, brother-in-law is really strong." The winner finally laughed and breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at Luo Feng with an almost worshipful look, "These seven big guys, their drinking capacity is simply terrifying, but compared to my brother-in-law's amazing drinking, they are far behind, ahahahaha--"

Luo Feng smiled and shook his head, "When I came in, they had already drunk a lot, and I won unfairly."

"Who cares if it's a martial art or not." Ying laughed out loud, "Anyway, now I know they have no intentions against me, so I feel relieved."

In the process of pouring wine, Luo Feng would occasionally ask indirect questions and learned a lot about these seven people.

They came to Yangcheng to find their sister.

Everything is inferior, only one sister.

"This Song Ban seems to say that their sister is studying at Zijing Middle School, named Song Jiuyun, brother-in-law, have you heard of it?" Ying asked curiously.

"I've only been in Zijing for a month." Luo Feng spread his hands.

"Actually, it's not surprising that I don't know them." Yingle said with emotion, "Looking at the seven of them, you can imagine what kind of beauty their sister has. I guess she's not very noticeable in school. Hahaha--" Yingle laughed, "They said they were here to protect their sister and prevent men with ulterior motives from approaching their sister. I'm surprised which man would be so blind as to approach their sister."

Luo Feng glanced at Yingle, "Even if you want to show off, you don't have to insult others like this."

"Anyway, I have no interest in their sister Jiuyun." Yingle laughed teasingly, "Brother-in-law, if you can do it, go ahead. I don't believe you have such a heavy taste."

"Who can say for sure? What if their sister is as beautiful as a fairy and is on the list of school beauties?"

"Ah, bah, Zijing Middle School is famous for its beautiful women, and the list of school beauties is not something you can just casually list."

At this time, Luo Feng's cell phone rang.

Tang Da'er's voice was extremely urgent.

"Brother Feng, where are you? Is it convenient for you to come to my house?"

The time was just right.

Luo Feng glanced at the seven lying in a mess, and handed the matter here to Yingle to deal with, and quickly came to Tang Da'er's rental house.

Tang Da'er was anxious on the phone, and Luo Feng did not delay for a moment.

Walking up the stairs, the door of Tang Da'er's house was open.

Luo Feng walked in and immediately smelled a strong smell of medicine.

His face changed slightly.

Looking at the hall, on the sofa, one side of Tang Dechang's face was swollen, with some bruises and blood, and his left arm was strangely bent, looking a little scary and shocking.

Tang Da'er was applying medicine to him. Tang Dechang was also a man, and he endured the severe pain without saying a word during the whole process.

"Uncle Tang." Luo Feng strode up, looking anxious, "What's going on?"

"Brother Feng!"

Tang Da'er turned his head, clenched his fists, and said angrily, "Dad was beaten by a bastard named Zhao Mingkong!"