MTL - The Alternate World Is Too Dangerous: I Hide In Reality And Rule!-Chapter 60 From the same origin, we should help each other

  Chapter 60 This is from the same source, so we should help each other

  At the head of the village, a newly built three-story villa.

  Yang Feng is leisurely playing with his mobile phone, watching short videos and watching the live broadcast.

"This twisted waist, rich is good, tell her to clean the glass for me, Zhang Nuannuan, what are you pretending to be pure for me, isn't she also an Internet celebrity anchor, when I go to your live broadcast room, I will pay you , you still have to call me big brother."

  Since the pigeon race made money, Yang Feng spent more than 600,000 yuan to build a villa, which is the price of a rural villa. Of course, the interior decoration cannot be compared with a real luxury villa.

  The house was built, the car was bought, and Yang Feng fell in love with watching live broadcasts recently.

   Those female anchors nearby, as long as they tip one or two hundred yuan, they will call him big brother intimately, and take the initiative to add him as friends, and the circle of friends is full of welfare photos.

"What kind of Internet celebrity, it's not like these anchors, when I see you go in the live broadcast room to buy gifts one day, then you call me big brother and take the initiative to add me as a friend, I want to see how you pretend to be cold in front of me. "

  Yang Feng thought of that scene, and there was an indescribable smile on his face, and he began to fantasize in his heart, but the next moment, a carrier pigeon covered in injuries flew back, pulling him back from the fantasy.

   "How dare you fly back, you bastard."

Seeing this carrier pigeon, Yang Feng couldn't help feeling angry. It was one of the three pigeons he took to race yesterday. The other two pigeons were out of the rankings, but this pigeon was the only one that didn't catch up. return.

  Before he received a call from a stranger, saying that his carrier pigeon was injured and landed on the balcony of their house, and asked him to go and get it.

   Take a fart, he directly asked the caller to kill and eat the carrier pigeon. Now it seems that the person on the phone didn't kill and eat it.

  Looking at the pigeons rushing towards the loft, Yang Feng was about to go forward to catch them, when the phone rang, and it was from the person who picked up the pigeons earlier.

"I let your pigeon fly away. I thought it was injured and fed it, but it just refused to eat and kept trying to fly away. It hit the glass window several times, regardless of the pain. I couldn't stand it, so I let it fly in the end."

   "You pigeon is really loyal. You don't eat food fed by strangers. I think the wound on its body should be scratched by other raptors. If you are injured, you would rather go on a hunger strike and fly back. It's really good."

"Thank you."

  Yang Feng thanked lightly and hung up the phone. The hen would fly back even if she was on a hunger strike. She was not loyal, but was thinking about the young pigeons in the loft.

He walked to the pigeon loft and saw that the hen had lost a lot of its feathers and was covered in wounds. He was warming up with a few young pigeons in the pigeon loft. With a cruel smile on his face, he grabbed the hen. The pigeon was caught.

  The hen struggled to flap its wings, and a few young pigeons also screamed, while the eyes of the pigeons in other lofts showed some kind of unknown look.

  Yang Feng, unmoved.

   In front of all the pigeons, he broke the neck of the hen.

   "This is what happens when you don't fly well."

Throwing the dead hen to the ground, Yang Feng glanced at the pigeons in other lofts, but to Yang Feng's surprise, every time he did this in the past, these pigeons would huddle in a corner of the loft in fear, But this time, these pigeons didn't. Instead, they flapped their wings one by one in the loft, as if they were about to fly out.

   "Why, you flat-haired **** are going to rebel, aren't you?"

  Yang Feng sneered, he didn't notice that the dead hen still on the ground had blood flowing out at this moment, and the blood soon permeated the entire feathers, turning into a blood pigeon.

  House sky.

  At this moment, there are also many birds circling, including sparrows, swallows, cuckoos, and even bats, hawks, and falcons.

  The birds of prey appeared, those little birds should have fled in a panic, but the strange thing is that none of the birds flew away at this moment, instead they gathered more and more, all circling over the house.

   Beware!

  An eagle took the lead and made a shrill cry.

   Immediately afterwards, all the birds chirped, and they all uttered shrill chirps.

Hearing the call, Yang Feng looked up at the sky, and was taken aback by the densely packed birds that covered the sky. At the same time, the pigeons in the dovecote also sang, responding to the birds in the sky. .

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  …

   "Brother, there are so many birds over there. Is this bird holding a meeting?"

   Zhang Nuannuan was in his yard, looking at the birds hovering over Yang Feng's house, and asked Lin Ye curiously.

   "It all comes from the same source, so we should help each other." Lin Ye replied meaningfully.

   "What do you mean, what is helping, brother, you feel like a fortune teller when you speak now, and what you say is not human."

  Lin Ye: ...

  The little uncle who walked out of the house glanced at the sky, his expression changed, and he muttered: "As the old saying goes, when birds of different species gather together, something big will happen."

  Zhang Nuannuan is not very clear about birds, but the little uncle has lived in the village for so many years, and he has never seen any birds. Eagles, sparrows, and swallows are circling together, which is not quite right in itself.

  …

  …

  Yang Feng's home.

  Yang Feng's grandfather, the old man knelt on the ground at this moment, kowtowed and bowed to the birds in the sky, and the birds were also circling.

   "Call, what is it called!"

  However, Yang Feng was furious when he heard the crowing of the pigeons in the pigeon loft, he picked up a whip and whipped it towards the pigeon loft!

   This whip falls!

  In the sky, an eagle suddenly honked and swooped down from the sky, and then all the birds swooped down as if they had heard the charge.

  The old man looked at this scene with a look of despair on his face.

   Beware!

  The falcon swooped down, and its sharp claws directly grabbed Yang Feng's arm, tearing the skin instantly and drawing a bloodstain.

   "Beast!"

   Yang Feng felt the pain and hurriedly waved his whip to drive away, but all the birds in the sky fell down together. There were so many of them that Yang Feng couldn't drive them away, and soon he was surrounded by these birds.

   "Get out!"

   "Bastards, kill you!"

   Surrounded by birds, Yang Feng screamed and roared. At this moment, the dead hen on the ground had completely turned into a blood pigeon. The old man knelt and moved in front of the blood pigeon, kowtowing and begging.

  The blood pigeon gave the old man a cold look, flapped its wings and flew up slowly, and headed towards Yang Feng the next moment.

   Phew!

  The figure of the old man also disappeared in place, blocking Yang Feng, and was pecked hard by the blood pigeon's beak.

   This peck!

  The soul of the old man dimmed by three points.

   But still standing in front of Yang Feng and the blood pigeon.

  Blood Pigeon didn't hesitate, and then again.

  One click, two clicks, three clicks...

  The old man's soul became weaker and weaker, but in the end it almost became transparent. At this moment, Yang Feng's clothes were torn, his body was covered with scars, and he was lying on the ground in a semi-conscious state.

   "Take my soul and make atonement for my grandson. I will use my soul to scatter his life."

  The blood pigeon was very angry when he heard the old man's words, and rushed over, but at the moment when he was about to approach the old man, he made a turn and accelerated from the left, trying to bypass the old man.

  The old man seemed to have expected it. The moment the blood pigeon changed its route, the figure also moved.

  The blood pigeon pecked at the old man again.

The old man's soul dissipated completely. At the moment of dissipating, the old man turned his head to look at his grandson with a worried look on his face, but then when he saw the figure appearing at the door, his face showed a relieved look. smile.

  At the door, Lin Ye stood there with a complicated expression.

  (end of this chapter)