One person: Twelve talismans, starting by beating up the old Celestial Master.

After all, this was the first time he had ever looked at Feng Baobao properly.

He was surprised to find that this idiot woman's eyes were just like his master's.

The spirit is bright and restrained!

So you've reached that level too.

I hope you won't let me down.

The two instantly engaged in combat. Facing Feng Baobao's fierce attacks, Zhang Lingfeng smiled and dodged each blow, then seized an opening and landed a punch on her face.

Feng Baobao was punched so hard that her mouth and nose bled, and she fell backward.

That wasn't all. Zhang Lingfeng unleashed another powerful strike with his "Banlan Chui" technique.

Seeing this, the onlookers couldn't help but click their tongues.

Wang Zhenqiu burst out laughing.

"Hahaha, Master Lingfeng, you're really ruthless! You have no mercy for women at all!"

Zhang Lingfeng chuckled at this.

"Tenderness and pity are reserved only for my Linglong."

"As for everyone else, I see no difference between men and women."

"There are only a few distinctions: those who should be killed and those who shouldn't be killed, those who should be defeated and those who shouldn't be defeated."

After saying that, Zhang Lingfeng rushed towards Feng Baobao, who had been knocked down, and continued to beat her mercilessly with his fists.

This scene startled everyone, causing them to shrink back.

Zhang Chulan looked terrified.

As expected, her junior uncle was indeed someone Bao'er couldn't handle.

Even if Bao'er had met him at the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony, it would have been useless!

At this moment, Zhang Chulan ran out.

"Uncle Lingfeng, stop fighting! Sister Bao'er has admitted defeat!"

Seeing Zhang Chulan running over, Zhang Lingfeng couldn't help but snort coldly.

The fact that this coward dared to come out and advise him to stop means that Feng Baobao is very important to him.

But what does this have to do with him?

He then picked up Feng Baobao, whose head was bleeding profusely from the beating, with one hand, and turned to look at Zhang Chulan.

"Zhang Chulan, we meet again."

"What, missing your martial uncle's punches again?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Chulan was startled and immediately stopped in his tracks.

He had a strong premonition that if he took another step forward, his Uncle Ling Feng would beat him up!

Zhang Lingfeng snorted coldly, then frowned slightly as he looked at Feng Baobao, whom he had lifted up.

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"Woman, you really infuriate me."

"Fighting with you is pointless. You seem serious, but you have absolutely no fighting spirit."

"Your attacks lack any killing intent. Fighting someone like you is driving me crazy!"

After saying that, he tossed Feng Baobao to Zhang Chulan like a piece of trash.

"I thought you'd surprise me, but you've really disappointed me."

Zhang Lingfeng glanced at Feng Baobao, whose face was covered in blood from his beating, and then ignored her.

"Guys, is there anyone else who wants to continue playing with me?"

At this moment, Zhou Shengshou on the tree felt a little itchy.

To be honest, he really wanted to go down and exchange a few blows with this young man.

He just knew that he couldn't expose himself to the world yet.

Even if exposure is necessary, it should only be done after Wang Ye has been thoroughly enlightened and his wish has been fulfilled.

At this moment, Hei Guan, Lao Meng, Wang Ye, and the others were also woken up.

When they realized they were no match for this man, they all felt a profound sense of powerlessness.

"So it seems that the fate of this Village Chief Ma is up to me?"

Actually, he had an idea after seeing the other person's abilities, especially the puppets they created.

They brought him in to work as labor for their original design studio.

His doll-making skills are quite good; he could easily do assembly-line production.

Although he could also create characters using his own original designs and then use the Rat Talisman to revive them and make them work for free.

However, this was complicated from the very beginning of the design process, and after they were resurrected, they still had to be fed.

He wants a doll that doesn't cost him anything, works for him long-term without complaint, and is willing to do anything for him.

Ma Xianhong is undoubtedly the best candidate.

Getting him is like getting a professional assembly line factory!

Key workers are free!

Just then, his cell phone rang again.

Chapter 118 Who the hell snitched on my master?!

The sudden ringing of the telephone interrupted Zhang Lingfeng's thoughts.

Just as he was cursing under his breath who was bothering him so late at night, the caller ID showed "Old Deng," which startled him.

I go? !

Master, why aren't you sleeping so late? Are you keeping the eagle awake here?

"Hey, Master, why aren't you asleep so late? Are you missing your disciple?"

Zhang Lingfeng, having abandoned his earlier arrogant demeanor, immediately became obsequious after answering the video call.

The old Taoist master Zhang Zhiwei on the other end of the phone rolled his eyes at him in annoyance.

"I heard you went into another fight?"

"No, my disciple is having a midnight snack."

Upon hearing this, the old master pointed at his nose and began cursing loudly on the other end of the video call.

"You're talking nonsense!"

"You unfilial disciple, you've actually learned to deceive your master, haven't you!"

"I already know the basic facts, and you still have the nerve to lie to me!"

Hearing this, Zhang Lingfeng stopped pretending and glared fiercely at the people around him.

"Who the hell told my master about me?!"

"Beyond, did you, you bastard, do this to Zhang Chulan?"

Zhang Chulan was terrified.

He did consider calling the advisor, but his reason told him...

Live well, and don't do anything reckless!

Zhang Chulan shook his head hurriedly, almost crying from being frightened by Zhang Lingfeng's murderous gaze.

"It wasn't me, it really wasn't me, Uncle-Master, I've been wronged!!"

At this moment, Zhang Zhiwei, the old Taoist master on the other end of the video, snorted coldly.

"It wasn't Chu Lan who said it, so don't worry about who it was specifically."

"Ling Feng, your skills have improved lately, are you going crazy?"

"What, are you going to fight the company?"

"I'm telling you, you little brat, you'd better stand at ease!"

"My Longhu Mountain Celestial Master's Mansion is a large and powerful family. We can't let you, a little brat, mess it up like this. Otherwise, I won't be able to face my ancestor in the future!"

Hearing this, Zhang Lingfeng muttered to himself.

"Pshaw, even the founder of the sect would have to call me master."

Fortunately, the sound wasn't loud, and no one could hear it clearly.

"What did you just say, you little brat?"

Zhang Lingfeng curled his lip in response.

"I didn't say anything, but I did say I didn't want to fight with the company."

"No, I was just having a pleasant chat with a few temporary workers at the company. Why don't you believe your disciple?"

"Do you not believe in your disciple's abilities, or do you distrust your disciple's character?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Zhiwei chuckled on the other end of the phone.

"I acknowledge your abilities, but I have my doubts about your character."

"Look at yourself now, all bravado and violence, do you have even a trace of our upright character left?"

Zhang Lingfeng protested this.

"Give me a break, how dare you say that to me?"

"How many times have you taken action? Besides, Longhu Mountain's reputation has long been ruined."

"If you ask me, what's this about righteous or evil? If I don't do bad things, then I'm righteous."