C337 (1/2)

”I'm not trying to help you. I want to take this dart, so that nothing bad happens in the future.” Xiao Yao Lang's expression remained unchanged as he took out the dart that he had thrown out earlier from Little Wen's flesh swiftly, and turned his head to look at Old Feng with a smile.

Even though Old Feng hated Xiao Wen, he still couldn't bear the fact that he was dead. He still closed his eyes for a long time.

Xiao Yao Lang Zi felt that it was laughable to look at him like this. He inwardly exclaimed that this blockhead was really kind-hearted. Other people wanted to kill him, yet he was still so benevolent. However, with the thought of a good person going all the way to the end, she couldn't help but remind him:

”Let me tell you, Old Bighead, don't tell anyone that Xiao Wen is dead. We'll deal with him when Xiao Lou and Young Master Ning Yu return later.” Otherwise, we will have to pay more money and also stir up trouble. ”

With that, without even looking at Old Feng's thoughts, he wiped his knife with the cloth beside his bed and leisurely walked out.

Old Feng, who was left behind, felt a chill run down his spine. It was not good to leave with a dead man after all. However, he decided to wait for Lou Cheng's return. He waited obediently and sat on the bench outside for a long time.

No matter how he thought about it, Xiao Wen's family didn't have any relatives or reasons. Even if he died, he wouldn't need to return to his hometown. If he was going to be buried, then he would bury him in the nearest place!

What happened just now was truly dangerous. He really didn't know that a usually honest young man would do such a thing. If it wasn't for the heroic girl he met today, he would probably have died at the hands of Xiao Wen.

Of course, it was too chaotic before, so he didn't pay much attention to it. But now that he thought about it, it was truly strange.

He was just a weak man. When he first met him, he had to use a whip for a long time. He didn't have the slightest bit of strength at all. Why did he end up with a martial arts today? His skills were also very profound, and he didn't look like someone who had just learned them at all.

”Old Feng, are you alright? I'm back.” While Old Feng was thinking, he heard Zhan Xiaolou's voice.