Super Dragon Evolution: 18 Chen Jianfeng, you can’t run away

In the next few days, Wen Zilong has been wandering around the Tomb Village, looking for opportunities to find Chen Jianfeng's home.

But there has been no gain.

It made him a little irritated.

It was hard to find the murderer’s village, but he couldn’t find his home.

This is like a poor dick, after several years of unremitting efforts, finally dating a goddess. After opening the room and taking off his coat.

As a result, the buckle cannot be unlocked, which makes people irritated.

In the past few days of wandering around, Wen Zilong discovered that there is a small supermarket in this village called "Thigh Supermarket".

This is the place where the villagers usually chat and rest.

The owner of the supermarket is a woman who is big and thick. It is estimated that there is a bigfoot supermarket in "Country Love". She wanted her legs to be so thick, so she changed her name to Thigh Supermarket.

Not to mention, after the name change, business is pretty good.

Even some people in the city often come in the name of admiring thighs-of course, after seeing this woman's legs, all of them feel like they are in their heads.

Wen Zilong intends to listen to the thigh supermarket and see if he can find any clues.

As a result, the sky pays off.

At around eight o'clock in the evening the next day, more than a dozen villagers were chatting under the big locust tree at the entrance of this thigh supermarket.

At this moment, a man about 1.8 meters tall came toward this side.

He is wearing tank top shorts and a pair of old slippers on his feet.

The stubble is just like the stubble that has just been harvested.

When he came to the entrance of Thigh Supermarket, he entered the supermarket directly without saying hello to any villagers.

Wen Zilong heard his voice sound inside: "Here are two bottles of Rouxifeng."

The thigh inside took two bottles and said:

"Jianfeng, it’s not that I said you, you can’t keep going like this. It’s not your fault, the police have said, it’s that young man who was depressed and wanted to commit suicide. Hit..."

Wen Zilong only heard these few sentences, and his anger rose, and he could no longer listen to the following words.

Chen Jianfeng, Chen Jianfeng, I had a hard time looking for you!

He flapped his wings and quickly passed over the heads of the few people under the locust tree, and flew towards the thigh supermarket.

Because of the hatred in his heart, he flew at full speed, reaching a speed of six meters per second.

A villager under the tree accidentally saw Wen Zilong and was surprised: "My grass!"

"What's wrong?"

"What's the grass?"

The villager pointed to the back of Wen Zilong who flew in and said, "I seem to see a...flying spider."

"Hahahaha..."

A few others burst into laughter: "Drinking some tea can make you drunk?"

If it were in the past, maybe Wen Zilong would stop and look at the person's shocked expression because of him, and feel proud.

But at this time, Wen Zilong had only hatred in his mind.

He flew into the house and landed on a row of shelves directly opposite Chen Jianfeng, staring at this person.

This man looks a little dull and introverted, not good at talking.

The man nodded to the thigh, took out three hundred and fifty yuan, and put it on the counter.

Then he picked up two bottles of wine and went out.

"Hey, I want to find you 30 yuan..."

But Chen Jianfeng didn't look back at all, and walked away quickly.

"This man is really, don't need thirty yuan?"

While talking, his thigh opened his eyes and smiled, and put the thirty yuan into the drawer.

But at this moment, the woman suddenly screamed like a chicken:

"Ah--"

Looking down, I saw a walnut-sized swelling on my left hand.

Needless to say, this bag was naturally made by Wen Zilong Ding.

In order to comfort Chen Jianfeng, this woman actually said that she ran into Chen Jianfeng's car.

Fuck your mother shit!

Wen Zilong was so angry that he taught the woman a little lesson.

Then flapped his wings and flew out of the supermarket, chasing Chen Jianfeng.

When the men under the big locust tree heard the screams of women killing chickens, they all hurried into the supermarket.

"What's wrong?"

The thigh pointed at the walnut-sized bag on the back of his hand, and screamed: "Spider...a flying spider...I was bitten by a flying spider!"

When she said so, the men all looked at the man who said there was a flying spider.

Damn it.

Are there really flying spiders?

The man is a young man of about eighteen years old. At this time, seeing his words have been confirmed, he seemed a little happy, and comforted his thigh:

"It's okay. The flying spider must be a mutant spider. If you are bitten by a mutant spider, you may become a Spider-Man... But Sister-in-law, depending on your size, Spider-Man is probably not good. Pigman still Almost."

……

Wen Zilong followed Chen Jianfeng and flew forward more than ten meters.

With hatred in his heart, he directly slapped Chen Jianfeng on the back of his neck and gave a bitter bite.

"Ah--"

Chen Jianfeng let out a scream, put down the bottle quickly, and touched the back of his neck.

When I touched it this way, I found that a walnut-sized bag had been swollen and it was painful.

He slowed down for more than five minutes before regaining his strength, bent over to lift the bottle, and continued to walk forward.

But I didn't walk more than 20 meters, and felt a sharp pain on the back of my hand.

It hurts so much that he just threw away the bottles.

Fortunately, there is a packaging box outside the wine bottle, which is not broken.

But the pain almost made him cry.

Scorpion?

Scorpion doesn’t hurt so much, right?

He took off his vest and searched repeatedly, but didn't find any scorpions.

Don't wear a vest anymore, take it in his hand, lift the wine bottle, and walk quickly towards home.

In this way, it is in the arms of Chinese Zilong.

He stung Chen Jianfeng on the back desperately.

Chen Jianfeng screamed again and again, and several big bumps appeared on his back.

"It's a ghost!"

Chen Jianfeng screamed, and trot home quickly.

Wen Zilong originally wanted to continue to ding, but he heard the sound of puff—the bat chased him.

Maybe this guy sees that he is big and fatter, so he is looking at himself.

Wen Zilong could only take Chen Jianfeng a step before hiding in his home.

As soon as Chen Jianfeng entered the house, he stripped himself completely.

The bumps on the back are already the size of an egg and look terrible.

However, Wen Zilong didn't feel the pleasure of revenge this time.

Because the little suffering this guy has suffered is really insignificant compared to his own suffering and the suffering of his parents.

My ultimate goal is to make him lose money for his life!

When Chen Jianfeng returned home, he entered the bathroom and took a shower.

Looking at the egg-sized bumps on his body, he was slightly panicked.

What the **** is it that bit yourself like this?

Out of the bathroom, he put on a thick suit and wrapped himself tightly.

Now I sat on the sofa in the living room and opened a bottle of wine.

Don't use the cup, just blow it against the mouth of the bottle.

The 45-degree baijiu was blown to the mouth of the bottle, which shows that this guy is on his mind.

Wen Zilong doesn't care about this, thinking about his revenge plan in his heart.

Repay debts, kill people and pay lives.

Chen Jianfeng, you can't run away!