Spiritual recovery: I become stronger by collecting anger

"boom."

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Four consecutive shots were fired at Decepticon's body, and three of the bullets passed directly through the chest. A large amount of blood flowed out from the place where the single hole passed.

Decepticon was sore all over and felt the passage of life. Instead, he lay on the ground with shock in his eyes.

no......

Whoever comes to play a challenge has a gun hidden in his crotch.

He had a feeling inside that he would never die in peace.

Chu Feng frowned slightly, looked at the muzzle of the gun with smoke curling up, and curled his lips helplessly.

This is wrong.

"I remember that I shot it to the top of the head. Why is this happening? Why did it all pass through the chest, and not a single bullet hit the vital part?" Chu Feng scratched his head, his eyes full. The incredible inside.

What’s more, I just don’t understand it.

Everyone in the audience also exclaimed in surprise, but most of them were left speechless.

In the challenge, he actually brought a gun, and it was a golden pistol.

Even the people in Yanhuang looked at each other. Their eyes were shocked by Chu Feng's imagination, but also felt that if it was Chu Feng, this seemed very reasonable.

After all, in the previous welcome meeting for special admissions students, Chu Feng took out dozens of urea bags from his crotch, and there were also food.

This crotch seems quite outrageous.

Zhao Xi also looked at the people in Yanhuang in disbelief at this time, obviously shocked by Chu Feng's magical brain circuit.

This can simply be described as outrageous.

As a spiritual warrior, I feel shameful for his behavior, but as his own student, Zhao Xi somewhat approves of this behavior.

Although there is a little bit of no lower limit and no moral integrity, it doesn't affect anything.

"Okay, I didn't hit your vital point, so you won't die, but you will die soon." Chu Feng grinned, and put the muzzle of the gun directly on the Tyrannical Tiger's limbs, and shot him all at once.

"Ah~"

The bone-chilling pain made his face turn red, veins popped up on his forehead, and his whole body was twitching.

"Hehe, if you hit it close to your skin, the handgun won't be able to fall off."

"Yeah! I'm such a genius!"

Chu Feng gave his spear skills a perfect score with great approval.

Before, Brother Mu Feng said that his marksmanship was not good. Didn't all four shots just hit him?

And I hit all the hits wherever I pointed.

I am simply a true genius.

"Okay, I said I won't kill you. After all, I am a good person who keeps my promise. Goodbye." Chu Feng looked at the vicious Tyrant lying on the ground and stepped on his tendons.

His muscles and veins trembled, and then he couldn't help the impact of spiritual power, almost breaking his whole body.

A chilling voice sounded. From now on, this all-powerful Tyrant will completely become a useless person and will not cause any trouble to himself.

Chu Feng didn't care about this person. He was originally thinking about how pitiful this person was and whether he wanted to help him turn into a charming woman.

But looking at his muscular figure, the macho man changed into a lolita... Chu Feng's face darkened on the spot.

Even sending him for plastic surgery seems to be of no use!

He simply kicked him off the ring, then clapped his hands and prepared to receive the bonus. This was a bonus of 100 million!

Even after paying taxes, there were still more than 50 million, which was a huge profit. Moreover, he had killed a foreign girl who seemed to have evil intentions from the beginning, and also destroyed a very vicious villain. .

Calculating it this way, Chu Feng is still making contributions to the entire society.

Under the shock of everyone, Chu Feng walked off the stage.

.......

"Chu Feng, what should you do with your money?" Zhao Xi asked: "Directly into your card, or..."

"This is my family's bank card. Mom is in charge of it. You can just type it there when the time comes. You won't need the rest." Chu Feng sent his mother's card number to Zhao Xi and said.

Chu Feng won the game, and Yang Manman, Wang Xuan and others were all smiling.

There was no way, Chu Feng won, they were really making money. Just look at Wang Xuan's match, with five times the odds, they made a lot of money.

After finishing this, Chu Feng, led by Zhao Xi, went out directly and drove in the direction of Kyoto University.

Because Wang Xuan made money, he directly gave up his co-pilot position to Chu Feng, and after losing to Yun Jing in guessing, he silently stuffed himself into the trunk.

Chu Feng also gave him a urea bag so that he could be fished out easily.

Wang Xuan had a thank you expression on his face, and then he pulled himself in and was kicked in by Chu Feng.

As Zhao Xi started, he looked at Chu Feng who was a little hesitant.

"Teacher Zhao, you can ask whatever you want. It's not like you to be coy." Chu Feng said straight to the point.

"You shouldn't have let that person go just now, you should..." Zhao Xi said.

"Teacher Zhao, you are overthinking. I have never been prepared to let him go. I understand that cutting grass requires eradicating the roots, so he should have gone to Mr. Yan to report now, and maybe he will also drink Meng Po soup. It’s over.” Chu Feng shrugged and said.

When Chu Feng said this, the girl and Yun Jing in the back seat also looked at Chu Feng curiously.

Chu Feng laughed dryly and said: "When I kicked that tyrant off the stage just now, I kicked him in front of those who were defeated by him. Those extremely vicious thugs, when they see a person whose cultivation has been crippled, do you think they What will happen?”

Chu Feng simply took a sip of water and smiled meaningfully.

Everyone swallowed.

Chu Feng is really the pepper in the toilet, sinister and vicious.

"By the way, teacher, are we going back to school now? In fact, I made a little money, and I plan to treat everyone to a meal or something." Chu Feng said with a smile.

Although all the money was sent to his family, Chu Feng still had a lot of money on him.

"No need, you can't afford the food we eat." Zhao Xi said clearly.

Chu Feng's eyelids couldn't help but beat...

This sentence is not very harmful, but extremely insulting!

Just as Zhao Xi was running and about to leave the suburbs, a lot of heavy fog suddenly appeared.

Chu Feng narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the fog around him.

This mist seems a little weird inside.

Zhao Xi immediately stopped the car and stared at the fog with bright eyes.

In summer, it is impossible for Kyoto to get foggy anyway, let alone in the suburbs.

Clang——

The sound of a knife came from an unknown direction, echoing in the mist.

Zhao Xi's face changed drastically and he shouted: "No, get out of the car quickly!"