Douluo: It started when Bibi Dong tricked me into drinking tea

Chapter 29 Tang San's inexplicable killing intent

On the next morning, Feng Yan, whose hair tips were wet with dew, finally moved.

Because a figure came over, it was Tang San who was looking around.

Tang San was stunned for a moment when he saw Feng Yan, then he looked at Oscar who was sleeping beside Feng Yan, and then he whispered to the confused Feng Yan: "Brother Yan? So early?"

Pointing to the bags under his eyes, Feng Yan pushed Oscar, who was lying on Zhao Wuji's chair yesterday, and said speechlessly: "Can't you see? I didn't sleep all night."

Feng Yan thought that Tang San was quite interesting and changed the way he addressed himself.

Feng Yan, who had been upset all night, finally figured it out. Tang San and Tang Hao both have the surname Tang, so isn’t Tang Hao’s son Tang San?

So when Tang Hao said he bullied Tang San, it was just Feng Yan saying something about Tang San? If that's the case, then this father and son are really a perfect match.

"Huh...Brother Yan?! Why are you here?" Oscar woke up with a yawn.

Feng Yan glared at Oscar and pretended to be unhappy and said, "Can I let you sleep outside alone?"

"Brother Yan..."

Oscar immediately thought of last night. His last memory of Feng Yan was that he gave up the room to Feng Yan and Zhu Zhuqing.

Plus he heard the rumor that he hadn't slept the whole night, Oscar was so moved that his eyes were filled with tears.

Quickly holding Oscar down, Feng Yan said quickly: "Okay, I'm almost starving, where can I get breakfast?"

"Yes! I'll take you to the cafeteria! Tang San will come with us?"

Tang San looked over at him with a wry smile on his face and shaking his head, as if he had something to do but didn't want others to know.

Finally, Tang San asked: "Xiao Wu..."

Oscar had guessed it, and before Tang San finished speaking, he answered casually, "Our dormitory is about thirty steps to the left, there is a wooden house over there."

Nodding to the two of them, Tang San left first.

Feng Yan and Oscar didn't say anything and walked away arm in arm.

Walking on the way to the cafeteria, the first rays of sunlight in the morning shone down.

Feng Yan turned his head and saw that Tang San was secretly practicing his eye skills.

Oscar on the side was chatting idly, "By the way, Brother Yan, you don't need to practice?"

Oscar asked a good question, but Fengyan didn't want to answer.

We can't just tell Oscar the truth and that as long as the poison is cured, he will be able to get back to his normal state and fulfill his promise, right?
After staying up all night, Feng Yan, who was so hungry that he was seeing stars, said, "I just want to be a heartless glutton."

"We're almost at the cafeteria..."

Before Oscar finished speaking, a tiger roared in the distance, followed by Dai Mubai's roar, "You know whose room you came out of this morning!"

Now Feng Yan was no longer hungry, so he quickly ran towards the source of the sound.

Oscar didn't react for a moment, and before he could react, he had disappeared around the corner.

"Oh my god... is he really a level 25 support?" Oscar sighed and hurriedly chased after him.

When Feng Yan arrived, the door of what should be the cafeteria had been shattered into pieces, and was surrounded by villagers watching.

At this time, Zhu Zhuqing and Dai Mubai were confronting each other. Both of them had entered combat state and were confronting each other in front of the door.

"That's better than you not coming home day and night!" The little kitten who spoke softly was obviously very angry, and his chest was heaving.

If Feng Yan really did what he should do, and Dai Mubai's sarcasm and Zhu Zhuqing accepted it, the question is, what's the point of just relying on the power of words?
Nothing!

Even Feng Yan, who had just arrived, was glared at by the kitten, and was so scared that he stood still and dared not move.

"Oh! Isn't the adulterer here?" Dai Mubai had obviously become very foul-mouthed and was cursing at everyone he saw.

Feng Yan had no self-awareness. He couldn't stand this anyway, so he stepped forward and put his arm around Zhu Zhuqing's waist, looking up at her and saying, "What's the matter? Don't say Zhuqing and I didn't do anything. Even if we did, it has nothing to do with you!"

This time Dai Mubai was no longer angry, but furious, "You!" He was suddenly possessed by his martial spirit, and his three spirit rings began to flash alternately.

However, Feng Yan's eyes turned cold, and his pupils were full of calmness as he glanced at Dai Mubai, but with a hint of murderous intent.

"Try to move again. I don't mind letting you have a taste of Dan Bite."

Feng Yan's words were like a basin of cold water in winter, pouring down on Dai Mubai's head. Looking at the tattered White Tiger protective barrier in front of him, his evil eyes shrank into needle points.

Only after facing the horror of Dan Shi easily destroying the soul personally, did Dai Mubai understand Zhao Wuji's fear yesterday.

You have to know that Yan Feng is only a level 25 great soul master. How could he have the means to threaten the life of a soul saint?

Then isn’t Dai Mubai just a side dish?
In other words, Zhu Zhuqing was so angry about the sentence "I did nothing". The kitten was angry about not getting to eat the meat, so she pushed Feng Yan away, which ended the farce.

Honestly speaking, Zhu Zhuqing pushed very lightly, it could even be called a "squeeze", but Feng Yan was still trying to make trouble.

Can’t he just act coquettishly with his girlfriend?
Feng Yan fell down right in the middle of the confrontation between Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing.

As luck would have it, Oscar finally caught up with his good brother after trying his best.

Oscar missed the handsome moment of Feng Yan, but saw Feng Yan looking like he was about to cry.

"bamboo…"

"Brother Yan! Boss Dai, what are you going to do? Are you going to kill your classmates?"

Before Feng Yan could even utter a word of coquettishness, Oscar rushed in front of Feng Yan, opened his arms, and stood in front of Feng Yan, like an old hen protecting her calves.

"Oscar! What are you crazy about! He wants to kill me!" The fire that Dai Mubai had just been forcibly extinguished was now reignited.

People always believe what they see first, and Oscar is the same.

Although his legs were shaking, his momentum was not weak at all, "Nonsense! Boss Dai, so many people saw it, you pushed Brother Yan here!"

Dai Mubai was dumbfounded. How could he be the one pushing the car? He stared at her with his evil eyes full of disbelief, unable to utter a word.

Mr. Feng was as thick-skinned as ever. He just patted his butt and wanted to get up.

Fortunately, it was Ning Rongrong who was standing at the door of the cafeteria. The extremely disgusted look she gave him made him shrink his head.

Spitting out the steamed bun and pickles she was chewing, Ning Rongrong clapped her hands, stepped over Feng Yan's fallen body, and walked away.

As she walked, she cursed and muttered, "Bah! What the hell is this? It's so disgusting!"

Dai Mubai had come to his senses by now, and he was determined to keep his hand on Feng Yan. He pointed at Feng Yan and shouted as he walked away, "Yan Feng! We'll settle our scores later! I won't let you go! Just wait, Yan Feng!"

The shout was so loud that Dai Mubai almost broke his voice, and Feng Yan, who was at a close distance, almost covered his ears.

Just when Feng Yan thought that Dai Mubai could practice the Lion Roar Technique, another roar was heard in the distance, as if the cries of monkeys on both sides of the river were echoing each other.

"Yan Feng! I want you to die!"

Oscar scratched his head and looked towards Dai Mubai in confusion, which was the direction where the voice came from. "Tang San? What happened to him?"

Eating melons is human nature, so much so that Ning Rongrong stopped and looked at Feng Yan, not to mention the little cat who blinked her beautiful eyes and helped Feng Yan up.

Thinking of the rumors about Tang Hao, I became even more confused. Are these father and son crazy? They have to kill him without any grudge against him?
Holding Zhu Zhuqing's hand, Feng Yan hadn't even stood still when he pointed his index finger at his chin while staggering, saying in disbelief: "I killed his own mother, so what? Such a big grudge."

As soon as Feng Yan finished speaking, Tang San's head popped out from where the sun rises.

Coming against the light, Tang San's pair of eyes glowing with purple light were dim and almost invisible, and only the slight sound of breaking through the air could be caught.

In fact, the only one who could hear it was Zhu Zhuqing, who was the most capable of calmness. The others were not capable enough.

Fortunately, the Sword Demon still saw through Tang San's intention to kill.

There were ten cold rays of light. Tang San lightly twisted the ten fingers of his hands, and the moment he emerged against the sunlight, they shot towards Feng Yan's eyes, throat and other vital points on his body.

(End of this chapter)