Chapter 844: People lost!

844 I lost it!
Li Fan's direct hegemonic rule can even be said to be a violent rule!
But his strength and identity are here. The dart head of the Justice Dart has just been played. Who else dares to challenge Li Fan now?
Although those forces on the rivers and lakes did not dare to give Li Fan business, but Li Fan now let other darts come to give him orders, it is equivalent to other darts commissioning extraordinary darts to do this business, the situation is different.
Although these darts on the rivers and lakes did not want to offend Murong Bo, they could not disobey the orders of the gold medal dart division.
"Gold Medal Master?"
At this moment, Murongbo heard the news and sneered at Murong Villa.
"This kid thought he could fight against Murong Villa? It's ridiculous."
Murongbo was wearing a clean loose military uniform, sitting cross-legged in the practice room.
Because of the above relationship, he is now under foot restraint and cannot leave Murong Villa.
Jiang Feng knelt before him, waiting for his order.
"Don't say this Li Fan, but say you, Jiang Feng."
Mu Rongbo poured himself a cup of hot tea and sipped it slowly, "I used to think you were quite upset, but now, you are getting more and more disappointed."
"Sorry, Master ..."
Jiang Feng lowered his head, his face was expressionless, and he didn't know what was in his mind.
"I paid you to start a world dart game, not for you to call Li Fan your brother."
Although in the villa, Murong Bo's eyeliner is all over the world.
"The worship of Li Fan is only to appease him first."
Jiang Feng said, "When I get his favor and let him be unprepared for me, I will take the opportunity to cut his life and clear up a thing for Master."
"Although he is a bit annoying, he is not enough to make me worry too much."
Mu Rongbo squeezed the tea cup and said slowly, "I only need one hand to pinch this little Li Fan. My worry is my daughter. She now remembers Li Fan and can only get rid Li Fan can make her feel relieved. "
"I will do my best."
Jiang Feng begged, "Reading the faithfulness of the disciples, can you let the disciples see the leaflets ..."
"Oh?"
Murong Bo put the tea cup on the table. "It's not long before you want to see him?"
"Because the student intends to retreat and practice hard in the near future, he has practiced a similar strength to Li Fan."
Jiang Feng said, "So, I want to see Xiaoye before the retreat."
"can."
Murong Bo promised, "I'm not a kind of unreasonable person. Before the retreat, you can see it."
"Thank you ..."
Jiang Feng was about to thank him and was pulled by Murongbo.
"Don't rush, thank you. I have a word, but I want to say it first."
"Master, please make it clear."
"Jiang Feng, although I am tolerant, Murongbo is unwilling to condone. You have failed so many times. If you still do so next time ... the consequences, I think you should know.
"Clear, clear."
Jiang Feng hurriedly answered.
"Okay, take this medicine."
Mu Rongbo said, he threw a pill into the tea and handed it to Jiang Feng. Jiang Feng didn't hesitate, took the tea and drank it. Within five seconds, he fell down on the tea table, unconscious.
Murong Bo picked Jiang Feng and walked out of the room.
Jiang Feng was unconscious for a whole day and night. When he woke up, he found himself in a damp dungeon.
There was a water prison next to it that locked a skinny teenager.
The teenager did not know how long he had been incarcerated, his skin was fair and his skin was soaked in many places.
The teenager was dying, his hair was scattered in front of his face, blocking his face.
"Little Leaf!"
Jiang Feng was a little excited when he saw him. He stepped forward and grabbed the railing.
But the boy was soaked in water, and he didn't know whether to sleep or wake up, without saying a word.
"Xiaoye, how are you doing?"
The boy didn't answer Jiang Feng, he could only hear his breath.
"Xiaoye, don't worry, I will save you out."
Jiang Feng bit her lips tight, and the corners of her mouth were bloody. "You're patient."
The boy still didn't speak, but Jiang Feng said a lot to him.
"This Li Fan is a bit amazing. If we are all ordinary martial arts fighters, maybe we will become friends. Unfortunately, everyone can only be the enemy."
Jiang Feng said for a long time, and it seemed a bit tired, "When my brother killed him, I will come back to pick you up from this dungeon. At that time, I became the leader of the martial arts alliance, and you are the brother of the martial art alliance alliance. Everyone will see you Three points! I want to see, who else dares to bully our brothers! "
"Jiang Feng, time is up!"
There was a shout from outside, and Jiang Feng stood up and sorted out her clothes.
"Xiaoye, for a few days, I'll be back to pick you up soon."
Jiang Feng reluctantly looked at his brother for a few moments, then took the tea handed over by a jailer and swallowed it.
He passed out again and was sent out of the dungeon.
By the time Jiang Feng woke up again, he had been sent back to the World Dart.
Shui Wuxin was sitting beside himself, using a small stove to boil medicine for himself.
"Brother Jiang, you are awake."
Shui said gently, "Just right, the medicine is almost ready."
"What medicine?"
"It's qi and blood."
Shui inadvertently poured the medicine soup into the bowl. "Last year, Brother Jiang fought with Li Fan, it took a lot of blood and blood, and he needed to make up for it."
"Well, you have a heart."
Jiang Feng gave her a smile. "I'm going to retreat in the next few days. I will leave the matter of the dartboard to you."
"Well, I will handle it properly and not let you down."
"Ok."
Jiang Feng took the medicine, and although the medicine was bitter, he did not change his face, and drank it all.
At the same time, Li Fan was busy looking for someone.
"Lei Zi hasn't appeared in a few days, what about others?"
Li Fan frowned and asked Ling Tian who was in charge of the intelligence system.
"I haven't seen him for days."
Ling Tian was rubbing his temples. "I sent some people to look for him, but all were silent."
"Ah, don't worry about him, where do you think to sleep in the kiln?"
The demon king lying on the side of the sofa, muttering while examining the 38 styles in his hand.
"Last time I went to Tianjin to smash the cannon, which made me find it! Lao Tzu was blowing in the sun outside, and he was happy on the belly of the pussy!"
"He turned off his phone and couldn't find anyone at home. The situation wasn't right."
Ling Tian was not so optimistic as the demon king. "Although Lei Zi is a bit playful, he will tell me where he goes. This time, he has not given me any news."
"Isn't he with a woman playing cars recently?"
Lin Yuexian was doing the accounting by the side. After hearing this, she looked up and interrupted.