Chapter 895

After a long time, Lin Yi didn't see No. 1 talking. He was suspicious and came forward. Then he saw that in front of him was a man who wrapped himself up.

The reason why Lin Yi can judge that this is No. 1 is from his body shape. In addition, someone said that No. 1 likes to come here before, so Lin Yi thinks so. But at this time, Lin Yi feels that No. 1 is a little strange.

"Number one? What's the matter with you?"

Lin Yi asked, but after a while, No. 1 still didn't return.

"Your uncle, I asked you a question, but you didn't bird me, cut, calculate and beg!"

Lin Yi scolded in his heart, turned and left.

I don't know why today's No. 1 didn't say a word, but Lin Yi felt that No. 1 was different from before. As for what was different, Lin Yi didn't pay attention.

After going down the mountain, Lin Yi returns to Shangdu. Here, the door of Xuanfeng hall is still wide open. Lin Yi does this to relax himself. For Lin Yi, this is the best relaxation experience.

Xuanfeng hall is full of people every day. They basically come to see Lin Yi for a doctor. To everyone's surprise, those who help Lin Yi are all beautiful women, each of whom looks extremely smart.

Many people know that these women are Lin Yi's wives, so they never dare to make some crooked thoughts, but it's still difficult to ensure that some people who don't know don't understand crooked brains.

"Oh, it is said that there is a miracle doctor with excellent medical skills in the Xuanfeng hall. Are they these fairies?"

A fat young man was walking and rolling. His meat was tossed around. In his hand, he still held a roast goose that was only half eaten. There was oil and water everywhere on his face and hands.

Beside him was a tall middle-aged man with a moustache on his face and disdain in his eyes. However, after hearing the words of the youth, the middle-aged man couldn't help reminding him.

"Young master, we are here to seek medical treatment, not to see beautiful women. The master is still waiting at home."

Hearing this, the young man not only did not restrain, but intensified, pretending not to hear what the middle-aged man said, but also shouted loudly.

"Little lady, I feel pain here. Can you help me?"

Xu Zhuangzhuang said that he would grasp the greasy hand at the tea not far from him.

Tea has noticed when Xu Zhuangzhuang came in. There's no way. When this guy came in, he almost blocked the whole door. It's hard to pay attention. At this time, he felt that someone was trying to plot against himself. Tea was a man waiting to die. He raised his foot and kicked Xu Zhuangzhuang.

"Ah!!"

A scream like killing a pig came, and Xu Zhuangzhuang's face changed into the color of pig liver. At this time, Xu Feng, a middle-aged man on one side, reacted.

He is here to protect the young master who is like a waste, but now he is kicked by someone. If he is abandoned, he will be abandoned by the owner. This fat man is a serious nine generation single biography.

Thinking of this, Xu Feng didn't blame tea for the first time, but ran to the fat man and asked with a worried face.

"Young master, are you all right?"

The fat man's face was covered with sweat and his face was pale.

"Do you think I look like... Like someone who's okay?"

Said the fat man trembling.

"If you don't beat this woman up and send her to my room, you won't want to live today."

Well, I'm just a man. I'm still thinking about women at this time.

Xu Feng's face was very ugly when he heard the speech. He wanted to break the fat man into pieces, but there was no way. Who told others to have a good father? So there's no way.

Thinking of this, Xu Feng transferred all his anger to red tea.

"Go to hell, bitch!"

Xu Feng raised his foot and kicked it towards tea. Seeing that the soles of Xu Feng's feet were about to hit tea's abdomen, but at this time, he found that his ankles were caught by a man wrapped tightly all over.

At this time, many people have been watching the excitement here for a long time. When they saw the person who grabbed Xu Feng's ankle, they were shocked. Aren't these the people who helped Lin Yi do chores? I didn't expect to be an expert.

When Xu Feng saw that his ankle was caught, he trembled with anger and wanted to take it back, but he found that he couldn't take it back. Moreover, the hand strength of the person who grabbed his ankle was not ordinary. Xu Feng felt that his foot was about to be broken.

"Mistress, are you okay?"

Shadow two's voice came from inside his clothes.

Tea shook his head.

"It's all right. Remember not to kill people."

Tea left such a sentence and turned away.

At this time, Xu Feng looked angry. What's the meaning of not killing people? Does that woman think she is really an embroidered pillow?

At the thought of this, Xu Feng wanted to struggle, but he found that his ankles were like being drought into the ground and couldn't be pulled back at all.

Xu Feng only felt that the claws on his ankles suddenly became strong, and layers of fine sweat suddenly appeared on Xu Feng's forehead.

"Xu Feng, what are you doing? That bitch is gone. What are you still doing here?"

When Xu Zhuangzhuang saw such a beautiful woman leave, and Xu Feng was still struggling with others here, he couldn't help scolding.

At this time, Xu Feng wanted to kill the guy who was fatter than a pig with one hand, but he could only endure at this time.

However, Yinger won't give him so much time.

While Ying ER was preparing to do it, Lin Yi came out of the inner hall.

At this time, Lin Yi's face is gloomy. Anyone who knows Lin Yi knows that Lin Yi is very angry. I'm afraid it depends on Lin Yi's ability to survive.

Lin Yi comes to Xu Zhuangzhuang. Before Lin Yi makes a statement, he sees Xu Zhuangzhuang looking at himself with disdain, which makes Lin Yi add fuel to the fire.

"Hands or feet?"

Lin Yi said in a cold voice.

When did Xu Zhuangzhuang see someone dare to be so cruel to himself? Even when he was at home, his father loved him. Unexpectedly, this person dared to ask himself such a ridiculous question. Xu Zhuangzhuang immediately laughed.

"Hahaha, do you know who I am? Dare you talk to me like that? Hand? Hum! Hand, your uncle!"

As soon as Xu Zhuang's voice fell, he saw an arm swinging in front of him with a trace of blood on it. Xu Zhuang didn't know why, but he vaguely felt familiar.

Finally, he saw the roast goose he was eating on the broken hand. How can he get into someone else's hand now?