Due to the airflow and pressure, Zhang Feng's voice was a little hoarse. Fortunately, the three of them still heard him. They reached out and hugged each other tightly.
The speed of their descent became faster and faster. Everyone could only feel the cold wind cutting across their faces like knives.
As they cried out in alarm, they were getting closer and closer to the ground.
At that moment, they closed their eyes tightly, not daring to look down. It was not because they did not dare to look, but because the wind resistance was too strong. They could not open their eyes at all.
Finally, a loud bang was heard, and pain spread through everyone's body.
Zhang Feng slowly opened his eyes. He rubbed them and scanned his surroundings. It seemed like they had landed, but why did he not feel any pain?
He looked down in confusion and saw Cheng Chumo and the other two with their tongues out and their heads tilted to the side. They seemed to have fainted.
"Ah …"
Zhang Feng exclaimed and quickly jumped down from the three of them. Standing on the ground, he realized that the three of them were stacked in the shape of a human pyramid. The unlucky Du Gou was at the bottom, Zhangsun was in the middle, and Cheng Chumo was at the top.
Not only that, but the appearance of these three fellows had also changed. Their originally fair and clean faces were now bruised and swollen. Their clothes were also full of holes!
The good thing was that they still had some haystacks under them. With these haystacks, they should not die, right?
But it was not safe. Falling from such a high altitude, who knows …
He could not stand still anymore. He quickly went forward and shook them violently. "Iron Bull, Da Bing, Worm, don't die. Don't die."
After saying that, he seemed to have thought of something and quickly reached out to check their breathing.
Yes, there was still some breathing. This meant that they were not dead yet.
However, why was his breathing so short?
Could it be that they were about to stop breathing?
His expression changed as he hurriedly roared. As he roared, he shook his head, "Iron Bull, don't die. If you die, that damn father of yours won't let me off. And Da Bing, although you're stupid, I can teach you. Don't die. And Buggy, didn't you say you were going to bring me to the brothel? Don't f * cking die! "
He didn't know if Zhang Feng's roar had an effect, or if these three guys were really lucky, but they actually had a reaction.
Cheng Chumo was the first to open his eyes. He frowned as if he felt something was wrong. He subconsciously placed his right hand on his waist and cried out in pain, "My waist …"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhangsun also woke up. The veins on his forehead were bulging, and he was a little out of breath. Trembling, he said, "Is it that … that bastard is holding down Lao Tzu?"
Hearing this, Cheng Chumo subconsciously looked down and saw that he was on top of Zhangsun. He couldn't help but blush. "Bug, it's me."
"It's you?"
Zhangsun turned his head and glanced at him from the corner of his eye. He said angrily, "Then why aren't you f * cking coming down? Don't you know how heavy you are?"
"Oh, oh …"
Cheng Chumo then nodded. Just as he was about to move his feet, he felt a sharp pain in his waist, which made it difficult for him to move. He glanced in front of him and saw Zhang Feng watching the show. He said angrily, "Feng Zi, you're f * cking watching the show? Hurry up and help me down."
Zhang Feng smiled and quickly went forward. He chose to ignore Cheng Chumo's scolding. After all, this guy was his human punching bag just now. Moreover, now was the time to save someone. How could he have the time to care about this?
Cheng Chumo was carefully helped down by Zhang Feng. He sat down on the side.
Zhangsun felt a little better. He looked at Zhang Feng and said, "Feng Zi, help me up too. My waist can't take it anymore."
Speaking of this, he seemed to have thought of something. He asked, "Where's that bastard Dabing?"
Zhang Feng chuckled and tilted his head. "Isn't he just below you?"
Zhangsun Chong frowned and glanced down. It really was Du Gou.
Du Gou was still unconscious. His face was bruised and his blood vessels were popping. It looked like he had been pressed down.
Zhangsun saw this and his expression changed. He quickly asked, "How did Dabing end up like this? He's not dead, is he? "
"He shouldn't be dead, right?"
Zhang Feng went forward and looked at Du Gou. Then, he looked at Zhangsun and said jokingly, "If you continue to press him down, he might die."
"Ah …"
Zhangsun exclaimed and grabbed Zhang Feng's shoulder. "Quick, help me up."
Zhang Feng smiled and quickly helped Zhangsun Chong up. Only then did Du Gou, who was at the bottom, return to normal.
"Feng Zi, go take a look at Dabing."
Zhangsun stood at the side and looked at Du Gou worriedly.
As soon as he said this, Zhang Feng instantly felt that there was true affection between these brothers. It could be seen from this trip to Sheng State. However, just as he was about to save Du Gou, Zhangsun and Cheng Chumo's discussion came from behind him.
"If this kid dies, who will pay for our next visit to the brothel?"
"Oh, oh, that makes sense."
It was obvious that Cheng Chumo was the one who had spoken the truth.
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