C17 Two Guns

Chen Feng looked at the black stone Changjian on the table. After losing the light, his eyes were just like ordinary iron.

There was a big reason why he didn't throw it away. After killing that poor swordsman, it actually lit up.

This proved that there was an exchange point on it that could be absorbed.

It wasn't an ordinary item.

To Chen Feng, as long as there was a chance to plunder, he would definitely not miss it.

Furthermore, there were very few places in the Alien Realm's War Continent that could search for Spirit Stone, not to mention Changjian's delicious exchange point meal.

However, now that he had absorbed the exchange point, he wasn't in a hurry to exchange for it. The current crisis hadn't reached the point where he could go all out.

He had to take things one step at a time. He didn't know how powerful the two revolver in his hands could be...

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Just as Chen Feng was thinking, a knock on the door suddenly sounded.

"Hmm?"

Chen Feng narrowed his eyes. He was a little confused. He put away the two pistols in his hands and walked to the door.

Through the crack of the door, he saw the waiter holding a wooden plate.

Frowning slightly, Chen Feng pulled open the lock of the door and opened the door.

"Hey, sir, your vegetarian food and tea are good!"

The waiter was still as enthusiastic as before. He looked like a dead man walking past his own door.

On the other hand, he looked like a living person.

From the beginning to the end, what made him feel extremely dangerous and absurd was that he actually couldn't see his face clearly!

No matter how close he was, there seemed to be a layer of misty mist covering his face. His facial features were all blurry, like a piece of white paper.

...

"Alright."

Chen Feng nodded his head and did not say anything. He stretched out his hand to take it.

"It's fine, it's fine. I'll put it on the table for you. It's hot!"

The waiter didn't wait for Chen Feng to reach out his hand to take the wooden plate. He squeezed in and walked straight to the wooden table in the room.

"Um..." Chen Feng secretly placed his hand on the two revolver at his waist.

Metal, cold sensation, lingering on the tip of his finger.

Before this, he had only opened a crack in the door and opened a part of the door. He wanted to take it over, and not let that thing in.

Before this, he had already let Su Wanwan escape first.

...

In the end, the waiter directly squeezed in and said that the rice and tea were hot.

He walked around himself and walked inside.

Chen Feng's eyes were filled with killing intent. He wanted to take out the revolver and kill this guy in front of him with one shot!

F * ck, did I let you in?

Suppressing the anger in his chest, Chen Feng looked at the back of the guy who was bending over and placing the rice and tea in front of him. His eyes were incomparably cold.

"Hey, customer, please enjoy your meal."

That waiter had a conscientious and diligent appearance as if he was bowing and bowing.

He placed the wooden plate on the table.

"Okay, thank you."

Chen Feng looked at him and nodded gently, not saying anything else.

"Okay, okay. Customer is more important than God. He is pointing at you for dinner. Don't be polite."

The waiter chuckled and stood up. He straightened his back and looked like a long spear.

Chen Feng looked at him calmly.

"Oh, by the way, where is the girl?"

At this moment, the waiter suddenly said.

Just as he was about to go out.

A cold light flashed across Chen Feng's face.

"It's convenient to use the restroom. What, there's such a rule to investigate people?"

Chen Feng looked at the waiter and said in a low voice.

"Okay."

The waiter suddenly looked as calm as a rock at the bottom of the lake.

Then, he turned around and walked out of the door.

"What? You think I'm lying to you?"

Just as the waiter was about to walk out with his back to Chen Feng and close the door behind him, Chen Feng's smile waned. The corners of his mouth curled into a mocking smile as he spoke softly.

"Customer, you must be joking."

When the waiter heard Chen Feng's words, his body froze for a moment. Then, he turned around and looked at Chen Feng with a strange smile on his face.

He looked at ___ without any restraint. There was some kind of provocation and hostility in his eyes.

This time, Chen Feng saw his face clearly. At this moment, there was no longer the illusion of clouds and mist lingering around his face. It was an ordinary face that could not be any more ordinary.

"Hehe." Chen Feng smiled lightly. "Since ancient times, there has always been such a reason. There is a smile at the corner of one's eyes. It can be said to be some true meaning. Perhaps it is the wish of the person you love, or perhaps it is something that is beneficial to yourself."

"But there is a smile at the corner of one's mouth, and there is even half a blade hidden at the corner of one's mouth. It is as cold as water, some are mean, some... Why do I keep feeling like I want to kill you?"

Chen Feng said very seriously, smacking his lips as he spoke. His eyes flashed with an indescribable light, and there was a trace of a smile at the corner of his eyes that extended to the corner of his mouth.

"Also, remember not to smile with the corner of your mouth. Otherwise, it will split open and reveal terrifying teeth bones. For your Demonic Beast... Tsk tsk."

When Chen Feng said this, his eyes were as mischievous as a knife, full of provocation. There was even some kind of evil aura. He was eager to give it a try, and blood was splashing crazily.

"So, you already knew about it? Damn it, I really miscalculated."

The waiter looked at Chen Feng and the smile on his face slowly disappeared. Instead, it was replaced by coldness. His face was as stiff as a stone.

"I don't think you already know about it. It's the so-called Purple Cloud Inn. When you find me and stop me, I will understand."

Chen Feng sneered and pulled out the two revolver from his waist. He held it in his hand and played with it.

"Kid, you are courting death!"

At this moment, the originally rough linen clothes waiter with a kind face suddenly had a ferocious look flash across his face!

With a crazed hatred, a silver thorn shockingly appeared in his sleeve!

With a loud bang, like a thunderstorm, a falling stone startled birds as it pressed towards Chen Feng's throat!

"Heh!"

Chen Feng narrowed his eyes and quickly retreated. At the same time, he directly held two revolver in his hands and aimed the muzzle at the guy who was rushing towards him.

He pulled the metal trigger!

Bang! Bang!

Along with the sound of two gunshots, the ancient and strange patterns on the Dietary Capsule Revolver were instantly lit up. It was like a blood red rose curse, carrying with it a corrosive force.

Scorching hot gunpowder, brass bullets, exploded from the muzzle and shot out with a bang!

Along with the black iron revolver bullets, they covered and complemented each other, making it look like an ancient silver Changjian.

The bullets pierced through the wooden planks of the inn with a loud bang, and the entire place looked like it had collapsed into ruins.

It was like a huge dragon spewing out flames.

Chen Feng held a handful of revolver in one hand. When he saw the waiter's figure, it was as if he was an illusion, disappearing without a trace.

"F * ck!"

Chen Feng cursed angrily. He raised his gun high and rushed out of the door.

At this time, on the wooden plate on the wooden table, there were two wooden containers that looked like incense burners and teapots that contained vegetarian food and tea.

White steam slowly drifted out.

It appeared so strange, just like... painting skin.