Lin Feng frowned slightly.
He didn't want to save anyone at all, but he didn't expect that this beast would dare to provoke him!
"Young man, let me ask you a question. Do I look like a human or an immortal?"
The old weasel came forward and stood only one meter away from Lin Feng, staring at Lin Feng with a pair of green eyes and a weird smile on his face.
"You look like a fool to me."
Lin Feng said coldly.
"Hehe, young man, you are very brave!"
The old weasel laughed strangely, and his green eyes began to move slowly.
Two strange green lights shone into Lin Feng's eyes.
Lin Feng could clearly feel it.
There is a weak and pitiful mental force that wants to invade his mind and control his heart.
“Hehehe…”
The old weasel thought he had succeeded and smiled strangely.
He started using the same old trick again, stretching out his sharp claws to dig out Lin Feng's heart.
Seeing this scene,
Yang Tianbao looked ashen.
Wang Chong and Zhang Bin clenched their fists and wanted to go up to save Lin Feng, but when they thought of the fate of the two black-clad bodyguards of the Jiang family just now, they were afraid and stayed where they were.
Jiang Xining covered her mouth in fear, her big eyes filled with terror.
It’s over!
It's really over!
That’s what happened to Uncle Yang just now, and his left arm was cut off!
But the next moment,
The scene before their eyes made everyone's scalp explode.
I saw,
Lin Feng quickly stretched out his right hand, effortlessly grabbed the weasel's neck, and lifted it up.
"Squeak~"
The old weasel looked terrified and struggled violently.
But, it's useless!
No matter what it did, it could not break free from Lin Feng's right hand which was like a steel clamp.
"Is that extremely yin stone on the mountain with you?"
Lin Feng asked calmly.
After seeing that the old weasel knew how to control people's minds, he understood that the eight zombies were controlled by this beast.
Therefore, he naturally suspected that the Ji Yin Stone was taken away by the old weasel!
"Squeak~"
The old weasel didn't reply, but the green light in his eyes became even brighter, as if he wanted to defeat Lin Feng's mind.
"You are just an ant, overestimating your own abilities!"
Lin Feng sneered and directly used the soul-searching technique on him.
But unexpectedly, after searching the weasel's sea of consciousness, no useful clues were found!
This made Lin Feng feel a little disappointed.
He glanced at the old weasel, who had rolled his eyes, and exerted a little force.
“Crack!”
The old weasel's neck broke and he died tragically on the spot.
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