Fantasy Westward Journey: My Big Anchor System

This is the only large late-night snack street in Lancheng. Whenever night falls, it becomes extremely lively and noisy.

There are all kinds of food stalls and restaurants on both sides of the street, and the air is filled with tempting aromas. People come from all directions and gather here to enjoy all kinds of food.

The surroundings are filled with various sounds, including the laughter between friends, the sweet words of lovers, and the warm words at family gatherings. The crisp sound of wine glasses clinking and the rustling sound of dice rolling are intertwined, making it lively and noisy.

Feng Jun has always preferred to eat in such an environment. On the contrary, he feels a little uncomfortable eating in so-called high-end environments while listening to melodious music.

To put it nicely, Feng Jun is more down-to-earth.

To put it in vulgar terms, wild boars are not used to eating fine bran.

Shen Lin'er was not like Feng Jun. This girl's dream was to eat all the delicious food around her. Shen Lin'er had eaten a lot of delicious food these days, but after staying in Lancheng for so many days, there were still many things she hadn't eaten.

"Boss, this is the first time I've eaten this mustard ginger shrimp ball. It's completely different from the simple mustard shrimp balls I've eaten before. It feels like it tastes better." Shen Lin'er's bright eyes curved into a crescent, her face full of joy.

For the little girl, nothing can make her happier than eating a variety of delicious food.

If I have to say there is one thing, it is to make money and build a big house for my parents in my hometown.

However, this point has been almost achieved. You know, Shen Lin'er has only been in Lancheng for more than three months, but her salary is not low at all. The basic salary plus bonus every month is about 10,000 to 20,000 yuan.

After all, Shen Lin'er would help Feng Jun broadcast for a while from time to time. Every time this girl appeared in the live broadcast room, it would directly cause the wolves in the room to cheer, and gifts would float out one after another.

Apart from that, this girl's luck is quite good. She often identifies good things. The last time she identified the Death Highway Thunderbird, she made a lot of money from Feng Jun.

"It's delicious. I'll eat with you, beauty. I know a place that's even better than this one.

Do you want to go eat together? And have a drink? My bed is quite soft, do you want to try it? "A sudden voice sounded from behind Shen Lin'er.

I saw several drunken men standing behind Shen Lin'er. The leading man had long bangs dyed half red and half green, which was very conspicuous.

He even had earrings in his mouth and ears, and dragon and tiger tattoos on his body.

It's a pity that his figure looks very thin. Even with tattoos of dragons and tigers on his body, he still doesn't give people a sense of dominance. Instead, he gives people the feeling that he is a person who smokes white flour.

Seeing the appearance of several people, Feng Jun frowned slightly. The people in front of him didn't look like good people at all.

"No need, please leave." Feng Jun stared coldly at the people in front of him, and his tone became particularly cold.

"I'm talking to you? I'm talking to this beautiful lady. Beautiful lady, how about you come with us? My bed is quite comfortable." The leading man showed his yellow teeth and said with a smile.

Then he was about to put his hand on Shen Lin'er's shoulder. Seeing the man do this, Shen Lin'er immediately leaned towards Feng Jun. A look of panic flashed across her delicate face, for fear of being touched by this man.

The next moment, when the man's hand was about to fall on Shen Lin'er's shoulder, Shen Lin'er only felt a tightening around her waist. Feng Jun had already put one hand around Shen Lin'er's waist and pulled Shen Lin'er directly into his arms.

The other hand also reached out immediately and grasped the man's wrist.

"You're going a bit too far." Feng Jun grabbed the man's wrist and said coldly.

The man only felt that his wrist was locked tightly by a pair of pliers and he couldn't move at all. Even though he tried hard secretly, he still couldn't break free from Feng Jun's hand.

"You bastard, when is it your turn to interfere when I'm talking to this beautiful woman?" The man looked extremely angry.

Especially when she saw Feng Jun directly hugging Shen Lin'er in his arms, and especially after her repeated attempts to strike up a conversation were interrupted by Feng Jun, she became even more angry and dissatisfied.

In a rage, the man clenched his fist and punched Feng Jun in the face viciously.

"Ah..." Shen Lin'er, who was leaning in Feng Jun's arms, also exclaimed when she saw this scene.

However, the next moment, the thing that Shen Lin'er was worried about did not happen. Instead, there was a loud "bang" and the man in front of him suddenly stepped back and hit a table behind him heavily. He fell to the ground, holding his stomach in pain, like a cooked shrimp, and wailed loudly.

Seeing that the man was the first to attack, Feng Jun was not going to stand there and get punched by him. He saw that the fist was about to fall.

Feng Jun stretched out his leg, and arrived first, kicking hard, with such force that the kick landed directly in the man's stomach.

Feng Jun is not like some guys who stay in front of the computer all year round, nor is he like the guy in front of him who is a drug addict and has been drained by alcohol and sex all year round.

Even though Feng Jun has been sitting in front of the computer to live broadcast every day during this period, there are still some irons at home, and Feng Jun has been doing a lot of weightlifting.

In addition, he helped his family with farm work since he was a child, and was the main player of the school basketball team in high school and college.

When it comes to fighting counterfeiting, although he is not as good as any professional guy, Feng Jun still has some confidence when facing three or five skinny and unsteady hooligans.

"Fuck, you dare to wait for our Brother Huolong? Brother Guolong, what's wrong with you?"

"Damn it, you're dead. Brother Huolong will never let you go. No one on this street dares to offend Brother Huolong."

"Brother Huolong, are you okay?"

"It's okay, damn it. Come on, the three of you, beat us to death. I will take responsibility if you kill us." The guy named Fire Dragon looked extremely angry and roared hysterically.

I've been hanging out in this late-night snack street for more than a year, but I've never encountered anything like what happened today.

Especially when he was kicked away and fell to the ground in a mess, it was more painful than killing him.

Even now, he still felt a burning pain in his stomach. If he didn't want to lose face in front of his younger brothers, he would have stood up while enduring the pain and loudly ordered the three younger brothers around him to rush forward and teach Feng Jun a lesson.