The crime should be punished

"Who?!"

"Who disturbed my sweet dream?"

Just as Lin Zheng pushed the door open and made a loud noise, the figure lying on the bed suddenly turned over, and an unhappy roar sounded like thunder.

"Creaky, creaky..."

The bed could not bear the pressure and made an unwilling sound, and the huge figure slowly sat up.

"Boy, who are you?"

"You disturbed my sweet dream."

After the huge body sat up, it suddenly turned into a black shadow and rushed straight to the door.

Suddenly, in the small room, it seemed that a gust of wind rose from the ground, blowing with a rustling sound, blowing down the debris around, and making one sound after another.

"Hua La..."

The strong wind blew and directly blew off the black robe covering Lin Zheng, revealing a young and immature face.

"Fatty Feng, long time no see!"

Just as the huge fist broke through the air, bringing with it gusts of wind and echoing endlessly in the surrounding space, a calm voice suddenly sounded.

Hearing this, the bowl-sized fist stopped and stopped three feet away from Lin Zheng's face. A pair of small eyes narrowed and stared straight at the person in front of him, his face full of disbelief.

"You, Lin..."

"Lin Zheng?"

Fatty Feng's low and powerful voice sounded slowly, with a bit of disbelief in his words, and his movements stagnated in the air, as if he was stuck there.

"Boom, boom!"

Then, Fatty Feng's burly body moved, his thick legs took a few steps forward, and his palms as big as a palm leaf pressed on Lin Zheng's shoulders and began to shake vigorously.

"Lin Zheng, is it really you?"

"You're not dead?"

"Great, great..."

Fatty Feng shook Lin Zheng's body and said loudly, his expression extremely excited.

"Ahem, ahem..."

"Hey, Fatty, stop shaking me, or I'll fall apart."

Lin Zheng's voice was filled with dissatisfaction amid the whistling wind.

"Ah!?"

"Okay, okay!"

"You're my brother, haha..."

"I knew you'd come back."

Fat Feng stopped his movements amid Lin Zheng's discontented complaints, stepped back a few steps, and patted him on the shoulder.

Hearing this, Lin Zheng frowned, "I'm back intact."

"But if you keep patting me like this, I'm afraid my bones will fall apart."

At this time, Fatty Feng smiled awkwardly, lowered his voice a little, and whispered, "I'm just too excited!"

"It's good to be back, good brother."

Lin Zheng rubbed his aching arm, stepped back a few steps, and sat in the hall.

After a while, Fatty Feng's huge body seemed to squeeze out of the room and sat opposite Lin Zheng. Fatty Feng, named Feng Jiang, is named after the reputation of the breeze blowing across the river, but he is not very beautiful. He is not a graceful young man, but he is so fat that he can hardly walk. He looks extremely burly.

Looking at his best friend who is the same as a year ago, Lin Zheng sighed in his heart.

The other party has not changed at all, but he has experienced ups and downs in his life.

But when brothers get together, too many words seem so pale. At this moment, sitting opposite each other is the best.

"Damn, Lin Kan, that bastard."

"I guessed his move a long time ago, but I didn't expect it to be so despicable."

As soon as Fatty Feng sat down, he started to curse. Obviously, he was also very dissatisfied with Lin Zheng's experience.

Hearing Fatty Feng's words, Lin Zheng paused, and then asked: "I wonder where Lin Kan is now?"

This time when he came back, Lin Zheng's target was Lin Kan.

That Lin Kan who damaged his Dantian and blamed him.

"Half a year ago, he entered the intermediate department."

"There has been no news since then. It is said that he followed his mentor to go out for training."

Fatty Feng subconsciously moved his body to make himself lie more comfortably, and spoke lazily.

Lin Zheng's return made Fatty Feng feel relaxed all of a sudden.

"Half a year ago, the intermediate department?"

"It seems that the Lin family really treats him well!"

Lin Zheng narrowed his eyes and muttered to himself.

A year ago, with Lin Zheng in front of him, even though Lin Kan was brilliant, all his brilliance was covered up. After Lin Zheng disappeared, the Lin family focused on Lin Kan.

Half a year, entering the intermediate department, this kind of talent can only be regarded as above average.

"We are brothers reunited, why think about these things."

"Let's go and have a good drink first."

Fatty Feng propped up his burly body, came to Lin Zheng, and pulled him up.

When brothers meet, there is no need to say more.

Fatty Feng did not ask Lin Zheng how he survived or how hard he worked in the past year.

And Lin Zheng did not need to know what Fatty Feng had done to him in the past year, or what kind of grievances he had suffered.

All these seemed so pale and powerless in the face of reunion.

At this moment, the only thing to do was to get drunk.

"Haha!"

"Good!"

At this time, Lin Zheng laughed out loud, in a good mood.

...

Old friends, brothers meet, of course, they will not go home without getting drunk.

In the bar in Nanshan College, the two of them raised their glasses repeatedly, and after an hour, they gradually calmed down.

At this time, both of them had a few flushes on their faces, and they were already a little drunk.

"Brother."

"It's good to be back, it's good to be back."

It's good to be drunk. Fatty Feng's huge head turned red, like a pig's head, but his hands were tightly on Lin Zheng's body, and he never let go.

"Hmm!"

Lin Zheng felt the same way, raised his right hand, and firmly placed it on Feng Pangzi's palm as big as a palm leaf fan.

"Lin Kan!"

"Since I, Lin Zheng, am not destined to die, then from now on, I will take back everything I had a year ago."

Lin Zheng swore secretly in his heart, and his fighting spirit was overwhelming, and it never diminished.

At this moment, Lin Zheng and Feng Pangzi, the two brothers, were not doing anything else, just to get drunk.

When the two came back together, it was almost noon, and they returned to their rooms and fell asleep.

For a while, the snoring in the room was like thunder, one after another.

About a quarter of an hour later, the door suddenly opened with a "pop", and Lin Zheng, dressed in the academy warrior's outfit, a white robe, fluttering and elegant, with a completely changed aura.

Just as Lin Zheng quietly walked out of the door, Feng Jiang's huge body suddenly jumped up from the bed.

At the same time, in a dark side of the room, a figure slowly emerged.

"Uncle Cheng, since Lin Zheng has returned, those scattered people can be brought back."

Fat Feng's low voice sounded and echoed in the room.

"But Young Master Feng..."

The old voice paused slightly, and there was some worry in his words.

"Don't worry about it."

Feng Jiang shook his head and continued to speak.

"I understand my brother, let him go!"

At this moment, Feng Jiang looked far away and just fell on Lin Zheng's back, and couldn't help but sigh.

"From now on, Nanshan College will not be peaceful again."

Feng Jiang smiled and said, his fat body seemed to fluctuate with his smile, and his words were actually full of expectations.

"Uncle Cheng, go get busy!"

"I'll have a good sleep first."

After Feng Jiang finished speaking, his huge body fell straight down, and a moment later, his snoring sounded like thunder, echoing continuously in the room.

The shadow in the corner stood there, listening to the thunderous snoring, and couldn't help but sighed, then disappeared into the darkness of the corner, completely disappearing.

...

Coming out of the dormitory, Lin Zheng did not hide deliberately, but dressed in a long robe and merged into the crowd.

Lin Zheng was incredibly fast in the crowd, just a simple step, a slide, opened up a distance of several feet, and in a few ups and downs, he had already swept a long distance and disappeared in the distant corner.

The martial arts students passing by only saw a figure, and some even only felt a gust of wind blowing, lifting their robes, and then quickly disappeared.

On the road in the academy, Lin Zheng walked like a dragon and a tiger, repeatedly tapping on the wide road, and quickly fled away.

After about a quarter of an hour, Lin Zheng slowed down and deliberately lowered his speed.

"The primary department."

"It's still the same as a year ago."

Looking at the magnificent building in front of him, Lin Zheng muttered to himself.

"But the people inside are very different."

While sighing in a low voice, he stepped forward to approach.

The magnificent building was the same as a year ago. The scene in front of him, every flower and grass, were very familiar, and all the past scenes were still in front of him.

"Stop!"

Just when Lin Zheng was about to step forward, there was a low shout, like a thunder, exploding in his ears.

Just after this low shout fell, a figure appeared like a ghost, slowly appearing in front of Lin Zheng.

The man was holding a spear, and his fighting spirit was surging, as if it was spreading all over the sky, and he was approaching Lin Zheng.

"It is said that Senior Brother Lin appeared in the Great Wilderness Mountains."

"But I didn't expect that when a large number of warriors were rushing to the Great Wilderness Mountains, Senior Brother Lin actually returned to the academy."

"Buzz!"

The man swung the spear in his hand to the side, making a metal collision sound in the air, causing the air to vibrate and make a harsh sound.

"Lin Zheng!"

"You have the face to come back to the junior department after poisoning Teacher Wu?"

The man was aggressive and ferocious, and the spear in his hand danced repeatedly, making a sharp and piercing sound of breaking the wind, like the wind and the dragon, with an aggressive momentum that did not diminish.

"Get out of my way!"

The man shouted in a low voice, and then took a big step, holding the spear, through the air, and quickly pounced on Lin Zheng. "Hmph!"

Facing the fierce attack, Lin Zheng remained calm, only uttered a low shout, and the air around him flowed rapidly, as if it dropped by more than ten degrees in an instant.

With a "clang.", the explosion sounded around Lin Zheng, the wooden sword was covered with frost, the long sword pointed forward, and the momentum did not retreat at all.

"Lingshan, retreat now, I won't hurt you."

The young man named Lingshan had a ferocious face, and the spear in his hand changed repeatedly, like a long dragon, changing up and down, left and right, and stabbed Lin Zheng directly.

"Hmph, poisoning the teacher, the crime should be punished!"