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16 Poor people limited their imagination! Draw the Red Flame Sword

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Lin Ziwei responded and helped Feng Hao out of the door!

At this moment, she had her head lowered. If someone saw her face, they would realize that her face was already dyed red.

What did his mother mean?

Why did she feel that there was a hidden meaning in her mother's words?

Seeing the two of them disappear at the door, Liu Fang turned to Lin Feng and asked,"What do you think?"

They didn't believe that Lin Ziwei and Feng Hao were simply classmates. Why would a simple classmate spend so much money to treat Lin Feng's legs?

"He's not bad looking and his character is passable. Looking at his clothes, I think his family is not bad either.”

"But I'm just afraid that his family is too good and he won't like us!”

Lin Feng sighed and couldn't help but worry about his daughter's future.

"What are you talking about? Why did she look down on us? We're not the ones who're going to marry her. Ziwei is beautiful and can endure hardships. She'll definitely be likable!”

Liu Fang argued unwillingly. She was very confident in her daughter's appearance.

The two of them were born in the countryside and their thoughts were very simple. They worked hard to earn money to support their daughter's education and hoped that she would have a good home!

Liu Fang still didn't know that the more wealthy a family was, the more particular it was about matching family status.

It was not only because of love, but also because of the interests of the family, so there was a marriage alliance.

Feng Hao's ears twitched slightly after he left the room. The corners of his mouth curled up into a devilish smile as he heard the conversation inside.

With his current cultivation as a neutralizing grandmaster, he had already reached the level of a cicada that could sense the autumn wind before it moved.

Nothing could escape his senses.

Not far away, Lin Ziwei stopped and looked up at Feng Hao.""Thank you so much for today!"

After saying that, she was about to bow to him, but she was stopped by a large hand.

"Why are you thanking me? Aren't we classmates? We should help each other!" Feng Hao had the same smile on his face.

Looking at Feng Hao's extremely handsome face and that sunny smile, Lin Ziwei couldn't help but reveal an infatuated expression.

If only this scene could stop forever!

"Let's stop here. My car is not far away.”Feng Hao glanced at the darkening sky.

"But you…"

Lin Ziwei wanted to say something but stopped. Feng Hao's face was still pale. She was really worried that he would have problems walking!

However, Feng Hao interrupted him and walked forward.

"Are you kidding me? It's just a little weak. Go back!”

After saying that, he waved his hand without looking back and gradually disappeared from Lin Ziwei's sight.

After turning the corner, Feng Hao's body shook, and his pale face immediately turned red.

His sweat-soaked clothes were also restored to their original state under the washing of the Qi.

He took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it up, slowly blowing out a smoke ring.

Acting was too tiring. It was better to do this kind of thing as little as possible and just be a villain quietly.

However, when he thought of his gains today, he couldn't help but smile.

With a thought, the system interface appeared in his mind.

[Host: Feng Hao]

[Identity: Young Master Feng]

[Cultivation: Initial stage of HuaJin]

[Charm: 99(max value: 100)]

[Luck Points: 240(Third-rate villain)]

[Villain Points: 2,400]

[Skills: Medicine (Divine Level), Bajiquan (Heaven Level)]

[Item: Racing skill (Heaven-level, unused), two lottery chances (unused)]

[System Store: Not opened]

……

Looking at the eye-catching lottery ticket, Feng Hao frowned and said,""System, I want to draw!"

Shua!

A dazzling wheel slowly appeared in his mind.

The dazzling array of items inside dazzled him.

"X-ray vision, photographic memory…"

"Gambling Technique (Divine Level), Taiji Fist (Divine Level), Stone Inspection Technique (Divine Level), Skill Upgrade Card…"

"piano (intermediate), stock trading (heaven), calligraphy (god), cooking (god)…"

" Barrett sniper rifle, bulletproof vest, pistol, Nepal army knife…"

" Proficient in all subjects in university, proficient in eight languages…"

"Black technology manufacturing technology (Heaven-grade), future firearms manufacturing technology…"

……

The things inside were really all-encompassing. It was really poverty that limited his imagination!

Feng Hao didn't lack anything now. Although the items on it made him envious, he didn't really care.

"Ding…Congratulations, Host!

Reward: Red Flame Sword!"

"Ding…Congratulations, Host!

[Draw reward: Calligraphy Skill (Advanced)!]”

An advanced skill?

This was the lowest level skill he had ever obtained, but it was better than nothing. Feng Hao shouted in a deep voice,""He even used his racing skills!”

Boom!

His mind shook. After a message was sent in, another message followed, but this time it was much gentler.

When Feng Hao came back to his senses, he had already gained a lot of knowledge about calligraphy and various strokes.

This would not do. He had to harvest Villain Points as soon as possible and open the System Store to exchange for Skill Upgrade Cards.

How could an advanced skill be worthy of my tall, rich, and handsome villain?

Although there was one in the lottery wheel, Feng Hao didn't dare to imagine the chances of winning.

The other information was all sorts of racing techniques and methods. All sorts of novel racing techniques were refreshing to the 'God of Racing' Feng Hao.

All men loved cars, and Feng Hao was no exception!

With his learning ability, he had already earned the title of "God of Racing" in the industry.

After receiving the heaven-grade racing car skill, the problem that he had been unable to solve in the past suddenly became clear.

It could be said that with this skill, Feng Hao could be considered a true racing god.

In the past, with the racing skills he knew, it was easy for him to defeat those young masters.

However, compared to those international racers, it was not enough.

Feng Hao's eyes flashed, and a short sword appeared in his hand.

The short sword was only a foot long. It did not look like a sword, but more like a dagger.

The sword was extremely sharp, flashing with a cold light. It was obvious that it was a killing weapon.

The short sword was still a demonic blood-red color. From afar, it seemed to be surrounded by flames.

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P.S. I beg for your support!

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