Another person said with a smile, "Of course, it's to squeeze more money from the employer."
"What the second brother said is right. The employer is just an ordinary person—we're not afraid of offending him.
If he gives us money, we'll beat this kid to death. If he doesn't, we'll release him.
And we'll also tell this kid who hired us to kill him."
The first person to speak gave a thumbs up, "Big brother is brilliant! We're doing one job and earning two shares of money."
"Hehe, who told the employer to have no background and try to learn from others by hiring a killer.
This is just the beginning. In the future, when we are short of money, we will go to this employer for money.
If he doesn't give it, we'll expose his hiring of a killer."
The person called the second brother said, "Big brother is mighty. This is equivalent to getting a long-term meal ticket."
...
Hearing this, Lin Feng understood that someone had hired a killer to kill him, and it might even be an acquaintance.
The original owner only dared to be tyrannical at home, but outside he was as cowardly as a grandson, nodding and bowing to everyone, as if he hadn't offended anyone.
Lin Feng couldn't figure out who wanted to kill him for a while.
Just then, the figures in the opposite room swayed, and these people seemed to be going to sleep.
One person seemed to be walking out.
Seeing this, Lin Feng hid to the side of the window to avoid being seen by the person coming out, only using the corner of his eye to observe outside the window.
With a creak, the wooden door opposite was pushed open.
A young man who looked two years older than him walked out of the room.
It was hard to see his face at night, but it could be vaguely seen that this person, like himself, was also wearing coarse linen clothes.
But the clothes were new, without a single patch, looking much richer than himself.
These hooligans are lazy and gluttonous, and their money comes from robbery and extortion.
The cities controlled by the sects also have yamen, but they are too lazy to take care of things. Whoever goes to report to the officials will be beaten fifty strokes each.
Some victims were beaten to death before they could even state their case.
Over time, very few people went to report to the officials.
This also led to hooligans and bandits everywhere, and bandits rampant.
However, the martial arts sects are powerful and not afraid of this. If it gets too fierce, they will send their disciples out to practice and wipe them all out.
The young man who came out walked to the base of the wall and began to urinate.
Lin Feng observed this person for a while, and suddenly froze.
He found that when he was concentrating on looking at this person, an attribute panel also appeared above this person's head.
Name: Li San.
Life: 9.
Martial Arts:
Mad Demon Staff Technique (Unranked) (Entry Level).
I didn't expect that I could also see other people's information—this is a bit strong.
As the saying goes, know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated.
This robber has some strength, his life is much higher than his own, and he has also entered an unranked martial art. I don't know where he learned it.
Moreover, there are two robbers inside—I don't know what their strength is.
After entering martial arts, the strength exceeds ordinary people by a large margin.
If he wasn't injured, he could take one down by surprise.
But there are three enemies.
Now that he is seriously injured, he is definitely not a match for these three.
While Lin Feng was thinking, this person walked towards him, as if he was going to check.
Lin Feng quickly jumped and lay back on the ground, pretending to be asleep.
Lin Feng's movements were swift, as agile as a monkey, without making a sound.
Bang bang.
This person kicked the door of the woodshed twice, and the chains on the door rattled.
Lin Feng pretended not to hear and didn't make a sound.
This person turned his head and shouted, "Big brother, second brother, come and see, this kid isn't dead, is he?"
With a creak, the wooden door opposite was pushed open again, and two young men walked out.
Lin Feng stared intently at the two people who came out through the wooden door.
Name: Zhang Er.
Life: 9.
Martial Arts:
Mad Demon Staff Technique (Unranked) (Entry Level).
...
Name: Wang Gousheng.
Life: 10.
Martial Arts:
Mad Demon Staff Technique (Unranked) (Entry Level).
Sure enough, the lives of these three are not low, and they have all entered the Mad Demon Staff Technique.
This world respects martial arts. If you have the conditions, you want to practice some martial arts to try. If you are a martial arts genius, you can directly join the sect and soar into the sky.
But most people have mediocre qualifications, and so do these three robbers.
Zhang Er walked to the door of the woodshed cursing, "This is unlucky—in the hot weather, don't stink here."
Wang Gousheng frowned and said, "The employer will send the money tomorrow morning. He can't die now."
Lin Feng didn't want to make a move at this time.
The system sends him a little breakthrough point every day.
At zero o'clock tomorrow, he can get another breakthrough point.
Then add the breakthrough point to the Hunting Beast Fist to break through to the Small Success realm, and it's no problem to defeat these three.
The problem now is that there is no food—Lin Feng is thirsty and hungry.
Everything that can be eaten in the woodshed has been eaten by himself, and the hunger of the next breakthrough cannot be solved.
So Lin Feng made a weak voice, "Water, food... I want to drink water, I want to eat something."
The three of them breathed a sigh of relief when they heard Lin Feng speak.
Li San, who had just finished urinating, said, "Damn, you didn't say it earlier—I just finished urinating. If you had said it earlier, you could have drunk something sweet and warm."
Lin Feng sneered in his heart, all of you wait for me—see how I kill you tomorrow.
Wang Gousheng, the boss of the three, said, "Second brother, go get some water and dry food, and give this kid some to eat.
He has to survive tonight anyway."
Zhang Er turned around to get food.
With a crash, Wang Gousheng opened the lock on the woodshed door.
Li San entered the room and kicked Lin Feng, "You can live another night—don't thank the three grandpas."
Lin Feng remembered this Li San—this kid is the cheapest.
Lin Feng was fierce in his heart, but on the surface he pretended to be extremely weak, and continued to shout softly, "Water, food..."
Seeing Lin Feng so weak, Li San didn't dare to kick him again.
"Big brother, this kid is probably beaten with internal injuries by our Mad Demon Staff Technique—I guess he won't live for a few days."
"It doesn't matter, it's enough to live through tonight."
Zhang Er used a broken porcelain bowl with a missing piece to bring half a bowl of water and put it next to Lin Feng's head, and threw down three cornbread buns.
Wang Gousheng looked at Lin Feng and said, "Eat it—live one more day is one more day."
Lin Feng put his head to the gap in the broken porcelain bowl, confirmed that it was water, and took a sip.
He only felt that the water was extremely sweet—better than all the water he had drunk in his previous life.
Seeing that Lin Feng could move, the three turned and left.
At the door, Li San turned back and glared at Lin Feng, "I'm telling you, don't bark at night.
If you disturb grandpa's sleep, see if I don't beat you to death.
This place is far from the village and far from the store—no one will care if you shout your throat."
What Li San said was true.
Lin Feng listened carefully, and there were only cicadas and birds singing around, and no human voices.
It must be a sparsely populated place.
After the three left, Lin Feng ate the three cornbread buns with half a bowl of water.
He originally wanted to keep two cornbread buns for tomorrow's breakthrough, but he was too hungry, so he had to eat them first.
There is quite a lot of grain in this cornbread bun—better than his own—with less wheat bran, and it doesn't scratch the throat.
Lin Feng felt much better after eating.
The hunger of the previous breakthrough further subsided.
His body was comfortable and his mood was better.
Lin Feng took a deep breath, only to feel that the air here was particularly fresh.
Lin Feng felt a strong urge to explore this world.
Don't worry, don't worry—I'll go home tomorrow.
However, Lin Feng still had a little worry in his heart.
After breaking through the Small Success realm of the Hunting Beast Fist—what if the problem of hunger cannot be solved?
Everything has to wait until tomorrow.
Lin Feng took some dry firewood from the firewood pile and spread it on the ground of the woodshed.
In this way, when others walk into the woodshed and step on the dry firewood, it will make a sound and wake him up, so as not to be attacked.
He is injured and needs to rest—not sleeping is definitely not okay.
Lin Feng spread a layer of soft grass under his body, and made a bundle of grass as a pillow, and lay down on it to sleep.