Then he fell to the ground, groaning in pain.

"What's going on?"

All the members in the shelter were stunned.

Judging from Han Feng's appearance, he must have been attacked.

And the injured part seems to be the chrysanthemum?

Who the hell is so bold?

Don’t you know that you can’t touch a tiger’s butt?

"Brother, it wasn't me!"

The Seven-Star Rat quickly expressed his opinion.

Han Feng clearly suffered a thousand-year killing blow.

And it had attacked Han Feng in this way before.

If Han Feng doubts it, he will be in trouble.

Therefore, it is necessary to explain clearly to Han Feng to avoid unnecessary disaster.

"Go away."

Han Feng rolled his eyes, gritted his teeth and released a healing talent, then opened the space bag, took out the Superman underwear and put it on quickly.

With this thing protecting you, you don't have to worry about anything even if you are attacked again.

"Just wait for me."

Han Feng's eyes flashed with ferocity as he muttered viciously.

Being poked in the anus twice in a row was a great humiliation.

Physical pain comes second.

The key is that the psychological trauma cannot be healed in a short period of time.

I will not be a human being if I don’t avenge this!

Han Feng walked to the thatched hut, picked up the glare sunglasses and put them on.

The colors between heaven and earth turned into black and white.

The colors seemed a bit monotonous, but became extremely clear.

Han Feng looked around but found nothing.

The detection range of the glare sunglasses is only five meters.

This means that the guy who attacked him was not in the shelter.

Han Feng pondered for a moment and walked out of the shelter.

After searching around the shelter, nothing was found.

So Han Feng continued to walk outside.

I had just walked a dozen meters when a gray shadow suddenly passed before my eyes.