Legend of the Mythological Genes

The ladder slides up and down.

After Feng Lin came home, he changed his clothes and went to the top of the moving Clan Grand Building.

The change of life brought him confidence. He was not willing to wait for a moment. He had to officially showdown with the family to solve the hidden dangers after three weeks.

The cultivation of the Great Dao is in front of him. How can he be willing to accept the family’s mercy and go to the family factory for a lifetime?

The ladder was crowded with people. Feng Lin stood in plain clothes and looked out of place. A path of disgusted eyes crossed him.

“This guy is so worn, how come to the top! It’s not the place where low-grade people should come!”

“Yeah! I smell the sour smell on his body. It’s really bad!”

“It is estimated that I just came out of the factory!”

……

Feng Lin stood in front of them, and these people did not converge, sarcasm in the mouth, and did not regard him as his own clansman.

Feng Lin stood still and was unmoved. It seemed that they were not talking about themselves.

Seeing his look at serene, someone was dissatisfied.

They said that they deliberately embarrassed this stinky boy, let him know something interesting, and left on his own initiative.

I didn’t expect this low-grade clansman to be unmoved, not to look at them at all, which made them feel angry.

“Hey! Stinky boy, hurry! This is not where you should come!” A young man with a sly face leaned over and reached for Feng Lin.

Feng Lin’s legs are rooted in the same place as the old trees, but the upper body is slightly shocked.

The next moment the man pushed the palm of his hand onto Feng Lin’s shoulder and immediately felt like he was pushing a thick wall of iron. The tide of power surged, and the whole man flew out, squatting on the bulkhead of the ladder and slamming it to the ground.

All around was shocked.

“How is this possible? Feng Hai’s vitality is 1.5, but when it hits, how high is this person vitality?”

“Is this still a low-grade clansman?”

“I won’t be wrong!”

……

Those Feng Clan clansman were surprised and surprised. Looked towards Feng Lin’s eyes were shocked and scared, as if watching the Great Desolate beasts, they had to open up a lot of space, and no one dared to come forward.

But before they could figure out the identity of Feng Lin, Feng Lin had already stepped out of the ladder because he had arrived.

Feng Clan Grand Building The 80th floor.

Interstellar Era’s city is densely populated with high-rise buildings, so majestic, each one is as big as a hill.

If the floor where you live is too low, it is easy to be blocked from the sun and live in the dark for many years.

These places are often referred to as Black Street and are places where low-grade talents live.

The higher the floor, the more sunshine you have and the better the environment.

So in general, people living in the upper floors of the building are not rich and expensive.

Feng Clan Grand Building More than 80 floors live in the absolute high level of the Feng Clan family.

Feng Lin This guy who looks like a low-grade clansman is here, instantly attracting countless strange eyes.

Those eyes glided over his plain clothes, distracting one’s feelings in one’s speech.

Feng Lin, if not seen, walked through the slender corridor to a spacious hall.

There are long queues in front of the gate. I am afraid that there are dozens of people. Although the team is old, they are waiting patiently and very quiet.

“Feng Clan Family Management Office!”

There is a tens of thousands of people in such a large family.

There are more people, and the more troubles, the more people need to deal with them.

So the family on Earth has a core clansman management family, called Chief Steward.

This is where the Feng Clan family Chief Steward is working.

Feng Clan has many clansman mouths and daily chores. It must be important to come to him. If you are troubled by Chief Steward, it will be useless and severely punished.

Even so, queuing is normal, and sometimes it takes several days.

Feng Lin found a position to sit back and waited quietly.

“A low-grade clansman doesn’t go to the factory to work, what do you do here?”

“Is he finished? Do you dare to come to Chief Steward? Are you afraid of being punished?”

“It’s daring!”

……

The people in the queue saw Feng Lin approaching, suddenly disgusted to open the distance and whispered.

Feng Lin eyes and nose, nose and heart, a calm face.

The team progressed slowly and orderly. After more than an hour passed, Feng Lin advanced to five positions, so it was his turn to know when it was.

But he can only wait.

A rush will only provoke the Chief Steward, making things worse and unwise.

“You low-grade clansman, hurry up and let me go! Time waits for no one. Do you have to worry about Chief Steward for this broken thing? I have lost my business, you can’t afford it!” A discordant voice rang around .

Feng Lin was pushed by a man. He slowly opened and looked at a skinny and smug face in front of him, lightly sighed.

Depressed and irritated in the look.

How many times is this today? I am not the protagonist of the waste wood in the novel. Why is there always someone who is provocative?

These people are not good at even being a villain. They don’t even have a look. I seem to be so bullied?

When can I meet a villain with IQ?

……

Feng Lin passed these messy thoughts in his mind and earnestly, but he himself knew the reason.

The family’s mid-grade is clearly defined and the competition is fierce.

After all, his low-grade clansman’s identity makes him feel weak and deceivable.

It seems that we must be strong as soon as possible to get rid of this difficult situation. Otherwise, this smashing thing will be endless. Can he still cultivate well?

“Bad boy, what is your name? I don’t even know Feng Lang? Let’s get out!” The thin man looked like a face, and Feng Lin didn’t talk for a long time, and he pushed it over.

To deal with this kind of person, Feng Lin’s response is simple.

That is the fist!

A fist as big as a sandbag, a fist to the flesh.

boom!

The man was suddenly thrown out and fell to the ground.

But the man immediately smashed again in the next moment. He didn’t seem to have received any injuries except for the wolverines. His eyes stared at Feng Lin and his face turned red. “Bastard!”

Although the punch didn’t have much effort, but this guy was holding his fist in front, Feng Lin couldn’t help but be surprised. This guy’s vitality is not low.

Roaming Snake Fist !

The man’s body twisted and rushed, and the pace was very strange. It was like a snake, and the zigzag line approached. The hands were ten-figure, si si, and the snake star that was swallowed, pointing to Feng Lin’s eyes. The key is that the move is quite sinister.

“It’s good!” Feng Lin was not afraid, and greeted him.

This Roaming Snake Fist movement technique is light, re-walking, and attacking people.

This is very similar to the Eight Trigram Palm.

Feng Lin walked on the gossip and entangled with each other.

When the fists touched each other, Feng Lin’s body was completely motionless, and the man repeatedly retreated, but it was a blow to the wind.

“Good job! Hit, kill each other!”

“Do not be a man!”

“I didn’t expect to have this good show!”

……

All around Those people are afraid that the world will not be chaotic, and they will continue to cheer for help.

Suddenly a majestic voice sounded.

“What are you doing? Why do you have conflicts in the family and destroy the family law? If you don’t give reasons, I will shut you down!”