Chapter 387 387. Sneak Attack
A drizzle fell in the desolate alley.
There was also a young girl who was cornered and beaten.
This scene was very familiar to Xia Feng, evoking his childhood memories deep in his sea of dusty memories.
Before he met Sister Yi, he was bullied by his peers every day, and being cornered was a common occurrence.
So when he saw this scene, it was a bit jarring for him.
The yellow-haired boy in the lead saw an adult coming, and he got out of a sports car. He gripped the stick in his hand cautiously and said, "Who are you?"
Xia Feng's black pupils lightly glanced at the girl at the back. The girl's calves and arms were covered with bruises, her face was cut by a knife, and her hair was disheveled, making her look like a beggar.
Xia Feng smiled slightly: "What are you doing?"
Seeing that this adult was so easy to talk to, the five of them couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. The yellow-haired leader pointed at the girl behind him and smiled triumphantly:
"We're teaching this traitor's daughter a lesson. Uncle, go online. Her name is Chen Xiaoshui. She used to be very famous. Her father was a spy for the E'e tribe, her grandfather was a rebel in Baidi City, and her mother was a prostitute. No one in her family is a good person."
really.
Ever since the "Baidi Incident" occurred, the rebels in Baidi City have been frequently brought out to be whipped, and the popularity has remained high, making them very popular on the Internet.
How popular is it?
All marketing accounts have produced videos about the Baidi Incident. After all, simply talking about this incident can boost traffic, and with luck, the number of likes can soar to hundreds of thousands or even millions overnight.
For this reason, in order to delve deeper into the huge traffic behind this historical event, many people began to dig out the information of the rebels' families.
When all kinds of information about the family members were exposed on the Internet, the results were predictable. They would directly send ghost money and knives, throw feces at the door, rob the house, and even kill people in public. They justified it by saying that it was a just act to eliminate spies for the empire and that they should be pardoned.
This craze lasted for three years at first, and then gradually faded from people's sight, but the popularity remains high and it is one of the best options for making money.
After seeing Chen Xiaoshui, Xia Feng suddenly remembered that he had seen a meme about Chen Xiaoshui before: [A black and white photo of a girl with a strange smile, with the caption 'My grandpa is a good man!']
It's probably an ironic meaning: Stop quibbling, how can a bad person admit that he is a bad person?
Later, this meme was circulated and used as an emoticon when the other person is lying.
Xia Feng held his forehead and took a deep breath. Fortunately, he was an old-fashioned person who only liked to use the yellow bean man emoticon when chatting.
But to be honest, sometimes it's quite painful to know the whole story, and I really want to hit someone.
He continued to smile and walked slowly forward.
Seeing the man's interested face, as if he also wanted to participate in this just trial of the traitor, the yellow-haired leader chuckled triumphantly, his eyebrows dancing with joy:
"Uncle, I know what you want to do. You want to film the trial video and release it? Fine, but I'll give you 50% of the revenue from that video."
Xia Feng's dark pupils were calm: "What did you call me?"
Huangmao was stunned.
"Uncle, uh—" BANG!!! Before he could finish his words, Xia Feng slapped him hard in the face. He spun three times in the air before slamming into the damp wall.
The wall of the alley cracked and the boy fell to the ground with a bloody face and screamed in pain.
"I'm so young, and you call me uncle?" Xia Feng stepped on his cheek and frowned condescendingly, "Do you look down on me?"
Seeing this, the other four people immediately became angry and felt like they had met a madman.
The man has a scruffy beard and looks like a man in his forties or fifties. It’s good enough that I didn’t call him grandpa!
Seeing the looks of the four people, Xia Feng looked up in a daze. He almost forgot that he had changed his appearance and was no longer that handsome.
"But what do those angry looks of yours mean? Do you suspect I'm a spy from the Evil Clan?"
Xia Feng looked unhappy, "How dare you slander me, a dignified second-level spiritual master? It seems you are courting death!"
A second-level spiritual master?! No, you're crazy! When did we ever call you a spy?
The five people retreated in fear, "Uncle, we didn't say you were a rapist—"
"No, I said you said it, so you said it." Xia Feng smiled kindly and continued to move forward slowly.
Soon, shrill screams were heard one after another in the dark alley where the rain was drizzling.
The five people didn't understand why this uncle suddenly wanted to cause trouble for them, and Chen Xiaoshui also didn't understand what was going on.
She squinted her fingers and tried to peek at the scene outside, but the next moment she heard the uncle's deep voice: "It's a bit bloody, close your eyes."
This uncle is a good man, she thought to herself and closed her eyes obediently.
Within seconds, she felt the rustling of a windbreaker in front of her, completely blocking the drizzle above her head.
The girl looked up, her left eye was wrapped in a circle of bandages, and her only remaining light green right eye opened in confusion. The tall figure of the bearded man appeared in her eyes.
The uncle threw a pocket watch to her. She hurriedly caught it and looked at it with confusion. In the slightly opened pocket watch compartment was a photo of her grandparents and mother. The corners were yellowed and looked very old. Her childhood home address was also written on it.
"I'm your grandfather's friend. I know your grandfather is not a rebel. Will you come home with me?" Xia Feng felt that his power in the Tao Organization could not only be the half-dragon army, but also had to develop some human subordinates.
As for the talents and ages of these humans, it didn't matter. He had plenty of ways to help them awaken good spiritual weapons.
Of course, this girl is indeed a little young.
Only ten years old.
But it wasn't a big deal, and she had promised Lee Jae-seok that she would look after his daughter. Now that her daughter was missing, she would look after his granddaughter.
Looking at the big hand extended by the uncle, the girl looked down at the pocket watch in her hand and was stunned for two seconds. She held the pocket watch tightly, raised her head and nodded heavily, then silently stretched out her little hand to hold the big hand.
Xia Feng patted her head and smiled gently: "From now on, I will be your brother, you can call me Brother Feng."
Brother? The girl looked at the man's rough face and tilted her head. She thought this old man wanted to adopt her as his daughter.
Xia Feng used the Cleansing Spirit Cloth to purify the blood clots on the girl. While bandaging her wound, he asked in confusion:
"According to the information I received, your mother's whereabouts are still unknown. Do you know where she went?"
Hearing the uncle's question, the girl's expression tightened slightly, and her small hands suddenly pinched the hem of her skirt. However, after meeting the uncle's sincere gaze, she bit her lip and whispered,
"Dongsheng Fortress, my mother was taken to that military base."
This place again. Xia Feng frowned and was about to ask something else, but suddenly his eyes fixed, and he hugged the girl and took a step forward.
Black flames ignited as it spun on the spot, instantly tearing and engulfing the afterimages of him and the girl.
Xia Feng hugged the girl and instantly rushed to the roof of a low brick building, his windbreaker fluttering.
The rain in the dark sky was turning into a downpour, pouring down. In the rain, the figures of three strange creatures could be vaguely seen.
Xia Feng was surrounded in the middle.
“Dongdong——”
The evil demon's heart responded.
There were three five-eyed monsters! One of them even had a faint six-eyed terrifying aura emanating from it.
Xia Feng couldn't help but frown. It wasn't the Black Moon Church or the Plantagenet, but the Dark Tribe that came to kill him? What was going on? And he had hidden himself so well, he shouldn't have been exposed.
Could it be that the person behind Shengsi Luling was hunting him down? Xia Feng was puzzled.
But Yichen Shengsi is the spiritual weapon of the Three Holy Star Gods and belongs to the Star God forces. How could it be related to the Evil Clan?
(End of this chapter)
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