Chapter 632: Down the Mountain

"Young Master Fei, you are going too far." Big Banya and Fatty said. Dabanya and Fatty were sweating profusely, and looked at Ma Xiaoling's figure. Suddenly understood, Xiao Fei seemed to be excused.

There is indeed no difference between Ma Xiaoling's back and front. If it was soft and big, Xiao Fei would definitely notice it and take his hand away immediately.

"You... all of you bullied me!" Ma Xiaoling's face turned red and white, and it took a long time before she said this sentence: "Can I blame me when I'm young, I don't grow up like my mother, but like my father .”

"Ma Xiaoling, why don't you be a woman. Be a man and call us brothers." Da Banya said.

"I'm too lazy to talk to you guys." Ma Xiaoling said, "Young Master Fei, go to the other side and don't touch me."

"Okay." Xiao Fei said helplessly.

...

At noon the next day, several people walked down the mountain. Using the navigation, it can be seen that it has left the scope of the autonomous region and entered the scope of Sishui. Seeing a small town, he walked towards it.

Before entering the city, I saw luxury cars parked on both sides of the road. Among them are Audi, Mercedes-Benz, BMW... probably because the small town is a dirt road, these luxury cars are covered with dust.

With so many cars parked on both sides, the narrow road looks even narrower. It is estimated that only one car can pass through. Outside the car, some car owners leaned against the car door and played games with their mobile phones in their hands.

These people were of different ages, the young ones looked like junior high school students, and the old ones were in their sixties or seventies. Judging from the attire, they also come from all walks of life. Some looked like students, some looked like businessmen, and some looked like rich kids. One of them, still holding the remote control board, was playing with the drone there.

What is even more peculiar is that there is a monk among them. The monk is wearing cassock, arhat shoes on his feet, bandages on his legs, and a string of large Buddhist beads on his chest. Sitting on a Porsche, he was concentrating on playing King of Glory.

Everyone plays their own games without disturbing each other or chatting.

"I've been waiting for more than three hours today, why hasn't that person appeared yet?" Suddenly a migrant worker said cursingly: "Fuck me, that old fellow Huang Bolin is messing around with us, making me wait so long for nothing." Long?"

"Be safe and don't be impatient, be safe and don't be impatient, hahaha!" A businessman next to him said calmly: "I had to stamp a seal when I went to do business, but they made me wait for ten days. Not in a hurry at all?"

"Hmph! You think I don't know?" The migrant worker said in a cold voice, "The deputy county magistrate didn't give you a seal, and you killed him by force in the end. That's what scared the others and put your affairs to rest. Did it work?"

"That bastard is a corrupt official, and he wants to give the project to his relatives. If I kill him, it will be regarded as killing the people." The man with the appearance of a businessman said, "Forget it, forget it, let's not talk about it." After explaining a sentence, the businessman immediately Shut up, as if afraid that others would know what happened to him before.

The people who come here are of all shapes and sizes, of various religions and nine streams. But everyone knew in their hearts that everyone else was an ancient martial arts practitioner just like themselves. The rules of China's ancient martial arts world are not to do evil, so he explained one more sentence just now.

In their hearts, there is only a difference in strength, and there is no gap between rich and poor. Therefore, the big boss of the business did not mean to look down on the migrant workers at all. Maybe this migrant worker is a super strong man. Knock him down with one punch? Money is not everything in the ancient martial arts world.

There are also students, rich second generations, monks, and migrant workers who come here... Although they are curious about other people's cultivation techniques and strength, none of them communicate with others.

The ancient warriors and practitioners are very mysterious, basically they all practice on their own. Each closed the door and worked behind closed doors. Their skills and strength are big secrets. It is taboo to ask.

However, judging from their accents, it is certain that they are all ancient warriors from Southwest China.

"Could it be that these luxury cars are wedding cars?" When Xiao Fei, Da Banya, and Ma Xiaoling came over, they were also very curious when they saw this scene, and pointed out this matter. Among them, Da Mae was the first to put forward his own views.

"It must be some local tyrant getting married, that's why they rented so many luxury cars." Da Banya said, "If it's their own car, how can they make millions of luxury cars dirty?"

Those ancient martial arts practitioners were very speechless after hearing this: If it wasn't for meeting that person, how could we have come to such a remote place?

"I don't think it's a wedding car." Fatty put forward a different opinion: "If it's a wedding car, why isn't there even a happy word on it?"

"It makes sense." Da Banya said, then turned to Xiao Fei and asked, "Boss, what do you think?"

"I think they traveled together in a group." Xiao Fei said, "When they arrived in this remote area, the car ran out of gas. Besides, they don't look like rich people with their clothes."

"That's why I think those luxury cars in front of them are all fake, refitted from scrapped cars." Xiao Fei had already seen that these people were ancient warriors, so he joked with them: "People nowadays are too pompous, Even a car needs to be modified.”

"You said my car was modified, you know cars very well?" The other ancient warriors didn't speak, only the student-looking ancient warrior was very unconvinced, opened the car cover, and said to Xiao Fei: "Come and see Look at my powertrain, the hood can be modified, but the powertrain cannot be faked."

"What if you even put a camouflage label on the power system? I won't believe it unless you drive me around." Xiao Fei said.

"It's fine if you don't believe me, let me walk around for you? Do you think I really have nothing to do?" the middle school student said. After speaking, ignore them and continue to play games with your head down.

"Young Master Fei, let's go. It's been a day of walking on the mountain road, so let's go to the city and take a rest." Ma Xiaoling said. "En." Xiao Fei nodded, so they walked through the traffic and continued towards the town.

"Everyone, please wait a moment!" At this moment, the man who looked like a businessman waved his hand to stop them as if he remembered something.

"What's the matter?" Xiao Fei turned around and asked.

"You guys came down from the mountain?" The businessman asked, "Excuse me, have you ever seen a boy who is about the same age as you? The one who is more handsome and has brighter eyes?"

"I'm more handsome with bright eyes, don't I?" Xiao Fei said boldly.