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"Arrogant!" The shopkeeper raised his chin to the next man.

The guy squeezed his fists and screamed at Xufeng's chest.

Xu Feng instinctively wanted to activate the crane-shaped body technique to evade, but at the last moment he still endured it.

He stood firmly in place, motionless.

boom!

The guy punched Xu Feng in the chest, then stepped back two steps, covering his wrists with pain.

Xu Feng didn't change his face and didn't hurt at all.

10 armor attributes, really good!

Xu Feng was secretly happy.

The other guy raised his brows, went around behind Xufeng, and kicked Xufeng's heart fiercely.

boom!

Xufeng remained motionless, while the guy fell to the ground, clutching his ankle and screaming again and again.

The shopkeeper looked at Xufeng in amazement, "You, how did you do it?"

Xu Feng smiled faintly, "There is one more chance, can you fight?"

The owner took a look at the tragic situation of his two buddies, swallowed hard in his throat, "...just a roast duck, forget it!"

Xu Feng smiled and said, "A very wise decision."

The shopkeeper said viciously: "This tramp is a lunatic, he won't accept your love, next time he dares to snatch my duck, I will still kill him! Let's go!"

The two guys followed the shopkeeper and got out of the crowd in embarrassment.

The crowd of onlookers saw that there was no excitement to see, and they quickly dispersed-everyone was hanging up on their own.

Xu Feng sighed helplessly, wrinkled his nose and squatted to the side of the tramp.

The smell on him was as if he had just been fished out of a swill bucket.

Xu Feng's urn asked angrily: "Uncle, where is your home, I will send you back."

The tramp looked at Xu Feng with fear, chewing the greasy roast duck in his mouth, and said vaguely: "Don't grab my roast duck! Don't grab my roast duck!"

Xu Feng said helplessly: "Don't worry, I won't steal your roast duck."

As soon as he finished speaking, his stomach grunted in protest.

"You also said that you don't want to snatch my roast duck!" The tramp quickly took the roast duck in his arms, got up and ran.

"Hey!" Xu Feng hurriedly followed behind because he was afraid of something wrong with the tramp.

The tramp ran all the way, ran round and round for several blocks, and finally stopped in a shack near the garbage dump.

After arriving at the shack, the homeless man breathed a sigh of relief, lay down on the simple wooden plank, and continued to eat Bazhen roast duck.

He gnawed very seriously, and even the star anise cinnamon in the belly of the roast duck was cleansed one by one, and the duck bones were crushed and swallowed.

This way, it's like I haven't eaten meat in a few lifetimes.

Xufeng sighed pityingly and walked out of the shadows, "So you live here."

The tramp jumped up and defended his roast duck tightly.

Xu Feng said quickly: "Uncle, don't worry, I really didn't come for your roast duck, I just wanted to ask you, is your name... Zhou Qingquan?"

Zhou Qingquan, a confidant and friend of Ye Wen, was also the first generation of Fushan businessman who took the route of "saving the country by industry". Later, he even risked his life to rescue Ye Wen who was seriously injured by Sang Guobing.

If the homeless man in front of him was Zhou Qingquan, then help Ye Wen find Zhou Qingquan's benefactor friend, and Ye Wen would naturally be grateful to Xu Feng.

"Zhou... Qingquan?" The homeless man was dumbfounded, then suddenly shook his head, "What is Zhou Qingquan! I don't know! I don't know!"

Xufeng was about to ask again when he heard a rush of footsteps outside the shack.

"Dad! Daddy!"

A young man in a tattered patched shirt rushed in.

He is in his twenties, not tall, extremely thin, with sunken cheeks, protruding eye sockets, and a pair of glasses tied together with tape on the bridge of his nose.

The broken lens was full of heat from his own rush.

As soon as he entered the door, he couldn't see the people clearly, so he grabbed Xu Feng's arm and asked harshly, "Dad! Where have you been!"

He grasped hard, with half grievance and half sadness.

Xu Feng cleared his throat quickly, "Ahem, friend, I have admitted the wrong person."

The young man was taken aback, quickly took off his eyes, and squinted at Xu Feng.

After seeing the expensive suit on Xufeng's body, the young man quickly took a step backwards and said whispered: "Sir, I'm sorry."

Xu Feng smiled and said, "It's okay."

...I didn't suffer anyway.

The young man ran up to the homeless man, carefully checked the injury on the homeless man's body, and cried out in distress.

"father!"

"How many times have I told you!"

"Don't go to the street to steal other people's food to eat!"

"What if you are beaten to death someday!"

The young man cried and shouted at the tramp.

The tramp remained unmoved, and continued to gnaw at the last piece of duck stock attentively.

The young man snatched the duck stocks, still on the ground fiercely, and stomped hard, "Don't eat it! Don't eat it! Don't eat it!"

With a strange cry, the tramp slammed the young man away, lay on the ground, and stuffed the dirty duck thighs into his mouth.

Xu Feng's heart throbbed hard.

Poor and lowly families are sad.