Chapter 2173

  Ling Feng is the master of the young sect and the disciple of the inner sect. Either identity can have the right to include an outer disciple. Of course, don't forget to tell the old man.

"Yes!"

  An old tear fell from the corner of Li Shishu's eyes, and he looked at his son with some guilt.

  Li Hu didn't care too much, and said loudly with joy, "Thank you, Young Master."

   "By the way, Li Shishu, what happened in the martial arts gym recently? Why do so many people come to kick the gym?" Ling Feng suddenly thought of those hapless foreigners and asked curiously.

"It's just a bunch of clowns. They want to buy the land of our martial arts hall, and the price is good. It can be said that this is our martial art industry. Not to mention that the title deed is not with me. Even if I am here, I will not take this Give them the foundation."

  A trace of disdain flashed in Li Shishu’s eyes.

   "Oh? Is there any trouble?"

  Ling Feng immediately lost interest. A group of ordinary people sought to seize the land, and the ownership of the land was not in the hands of Li Shishu.

"No, these people challenge every day, but they have added a lot of the actual combat experience of our martial arts disciples. They are all ordinary people, and they are just joking. Today is even more unlucky. Just before the challenge, Sect Master Yuan Yang just When he came home, he thought these people were too noisy, so he took a lesson." Li Shishu said that Yuan Yangzong took the shot, with a smile on his face.

   "Father, their strength has become stronger and stronger. If it weren't for the people of Yuan Yangzong who made the move today, our martial arts hall would really not be good for you except you." Li Hu suddenly interjected.

   Li Shishu nodded: "Yes, how many of these people are still good today. They are martial artists, and one person has reached the level of dark energy. In this way, it seems that they still have some background?"

  Uncle Li's face showed a look of doubt.

  "Father, you rarely pay attention to outside affairs and take care of the martial arts center. I know some of them are outstanding in other foreign martial arts centers in the capital." Li Hu also found some clues at this time.

Ling Feng was not interested in participating in this matter, and stood up: "Uncle Li, this matter is left to you. I will leave you a phone number. If you have anything to do, you can call me. I will stay in the capital for a period of time and prepare to join the newcomers. League game."

  "Rookie League! Is our sect finally going to participate in the Rookie League again? Good! Good luck! I wish the young master every success!" When Li Shishu heard it, tears filled his eyes with excitement. A symbol of the everlasting prosperity of the hermit sect is that every newcomer league game can achieve good results. But their sect hasn't participated in it for a long time.

   "Well, also find me a new phone and phone number, my cell phone may be monitored. I have caused some trouble recently. The people of the Crane Organization follow me in a persistent manner, so you have to be careful."

  Ling Feng thought of the Crane Organization, and couldn't help but feel a little headache.

"The young master is careful. One school, three schools and seven schools have a common agreement. The battles of ancient warriors must not affect ordinary people. As for Hu'er and I are already members of the school, life and death have long been taken care of. Moreover, I It's an outside disciple in the open stronghold. Killing me is equivalent to challenging our sect. The Crane Organization will not be so unwise." A strong murderous aura emerged from Li Shishu's words, but his strength was limited and his tone was somewhat helpless.

  At this time, Ling Feng was somewhat clear in his heart: No wonder the old man let himself come to the capital, the other party in the capital is really scrupulous, at least there will be no blatant attack like Jiangnan City.

Li Hu was more winking than his Lao Tzu, and while they were chatting, they had already gone out and soon took over a brand new mobile phone: "Young master, can you look at this mobile phone? A certain amount of phone charges have already been prepaid. , You can use it now."

   "Let me call the old man."

  After finishing speaking, Ling Feng picked up the phone and dialed the familiar number.

   "Hey, who is it?"

  The familiar voice of the old man sounds lazy.

   "Old man, where is Widow Liu's bed?"

  Ling Feng could vaguely hear other voices beside the old man.

   A rustling voice came from the other side, and soon the old man’s voice came again: "You stinky boy, your skin is itchy again, right? If you don't beat you for three days, how can you talk to the master?"

   "Hey, Master, Youdao is not to do bad things, not to be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door..." There was a wicked smile on Ling Feng's face.

"Who has a guilty conscience... Is there anything wrong with you calling me? Did you get into trouble again? I won't wipe your **** anymore. I just had a fight with that dead yin and yang guy. I'm still aching back!" The old man immediately used topic transfer**.

   "That old man, I killed the Young Master of Yuan Yangzong..." Ling Feng fell silent for a moment, and said with a guilty conscience.

   "If you kill it, kill it...what? Who did you kill?" The old man on the other end of the phone said casually, then pulled out his ear, and asked again, unsure.

  "Yuan Yangzong Young Master..." Ling Feng could only say it again.

"You bastard, now, immediately, get me back right away! The courage is really getting bigger and bigger, no, you hide yourself, I will pick you up, my old bone, I just wanted to relax for two days ......" The old man on the other end of the phone was immediately anxious, and he heard Ping Lengpang's constant noise.

   "Don't worry, don't worry old man, things are not that bad yet."

  Ling Feng was a little touched. Although the old man didn't pay much attention to him, he was very good to him and his younger sisters, and treated him as a son and a daughter.

"You know what a shit, the old guy Yuan Yang Haoshi is just such a baby bump, he is the most short-handed, but he knows that you killed his son, you are my master if you don't cut you thousands of times!" The old man was furious. Said.

  "Master, don't worry..."

   "Wait, did you call my master? Did you cause any trouble? Let's say it together!"

   "Old man..."

   "Suddenly... it's normal this time."

  Ling Feng rolled his eyes: "This is how things are..."

  At the moment, Ling Feng told the old man about his encounter with Yuan Yang Muqing, and of course what happened after seeing Yuan Yang Haoshi.

"It's not bad. It really looks like me back then. It seems that you should be able to handle it for the time being. Then I won't be able to go through it for the time being. You can figure it out by yourself. Don't call me if it's okay. I'm very busy!"

  The old man hung up the phone with a snap, with no intention of being polite at all.

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