"Brother Feng, you are..." Erhu said.
"I said at that time, I'll help you vent your anger and win back the 10 million for you." Lin Feng said: "If you give in, you won't treat me Lin Feng as a friend."
"Erhu, Feng Kun, Lao Lin said so, let's accept it." Huangmao said with a smile.
"Sure, let's accept it." Erhu and Feng Kun said that they are indeed short of money now. After all, each of them has a fixed amount of money. If they spend all, they can't ask their family for it.
"This is almost the same." Lin Feng said: "Get the bank account."
Erhu handed the bank card directly to Lin Feng, and Lin Feng transferred the money directly to Erhu.
Erhu distributed the money to Feng Kun and Huangmao again.
"Old Lin, no, Brother Feng, I'll obey you." Erhu grinned and looked at Lin Feng.
"Don't talk about it all, drink, drink, Brother Feng, let you down tonight." Huang Mao and Feng Kun said one after another: "We are not convinced, go to the Night Angel Bar."
"Okay, have a good time to have a drink tonight." Lin Feng smiled generously when he heard this. These three people could get along.
"You guys have a drink, Lin Feng, I'll go home first, and then go back to the hotel after handling the matter." Bei Xueyin gently patted Lin Feng's shoulder, and her eyes felt a little more relieved.
"Okay, be careful when driving." Lin Feng reminded.
"Yes." Bei Xueyin nodded slightly, immediately said hello to Erhu and others and left.
"Drink!" Lin Feng, Erhu and others walked out of the strange stone garden and went to the Night Angel Bar.
In a private room deep in the Stone Garden.
"bump!"
A cup hit the wall hard.
"Lin Feng!" A low voice sounded. The owner of this voice was Qin Lang. Qin Lang was like a wild beast, revealing his fierce light.
"Wolf Eyes, make this boy off." The bald man smiled gloomyly: "The jade and cash on him are spit out."
"Do it." Master Fan also said with a gloomy face: "Qin Lang, if you don't do it, I'll do it."
"Do it, be clean, bald, you're responsible for this matter, I'm not inconvenient to come forward." Qin Lang said with a cold face: "Be clean."
"Don't worry if I do things." The bald man said in a cold tone: "This kid is dead. I'll find someone to stare at him first and do it tonight."
"It's better to abandon the living first." Qin Lang picked up a glass of red wine and drank it all the time: "I want to see him in pain, dare to steal my woman, let me lose face and seek death. Bei Xueyin, I'll do you sooner or later."
"Haha..." The bald man and Master Fan couldn't help laughing when they heard this.
As the night darkened, three figures came out of the Night Angel Bar in Zhongzhou City. These three figures were Lin Feng, Erhu and Huanghai. The three of them were armed and holding cigarettes in their arms. Feng Kun had already fallen into the car.
"Brother Feng..., you are so numerous." Huangmao said drunk.
"Brother Feng, five...jin of white wine, are you still a human?" Erhu was almost about to fall to the ground. If it weren't for holding Lin Feng's neck with one hand, Erhu would really fall to the ground.
"Stop talking nonsense, get in the car." Lin Feng pulled one with one hand to a black Mercedes-Benz. His alcohol tolerance was confirmed again tonight. There was no difference between drinking white wine and beer.
"Get on the car, get on... the car." Erhu said drunk.
"Get into the car, another day... please Brother Feng bloom... flower buds." Huangmao said drunkenly, and while he spoke, Huangmao lay directly on his seat.
"Drive your sister and go back and sleep for me." Lin Feng cursed with a smile, putting the yellow hair on the seat, and then put Erhu on the seat and closed the car door.
"Mr. Lin, I'll take the three young masters away first." A middle-aged man in the driver's seat was sitting in a leather jacket. The middle-aged man was from the celebrity group and came to pick up Erhu and others.
"Be careful on the road." Lin Feng said with a smile.
The middle-aged man nodded slightly when he heard this and drove away from the Night Angel Bar.
"Damn, I won't even have the right to get drunk in the future." Lin Feng looked at Ye Se and cursed. At this moment, Lin Feng suddenly realized that it may not be a good thing to be drunk.
At this moment, Lin Feng's cell phone ringing.
Lin Feng picked up his cell phone and saw the familiar cell phone number. Lin Feng's heart trembled, and his hands trembled. He picked up his cell phone and hesitated for a while. Lin Feng finally answered the phone.
"I thought you didn't answer my phone." A woman's voice came from the other side of the phone.
"Why don't you answer the phone? As you said, we are still friends." Lin Feng took a deep breath, his eyes slightly sore.
The woman on the phone was nothing but Lin Feng’s ex-girlfriend Wang Ting.
"Thank you." Wang Ting said: "Have you come to Zhongzhou?"
"Here you come." Lin Feng said, for some reason, Lin Feng didn't know what to say at this moment, and the two feelings of strangeness and familiarity were intertwined in his heart.
"Where is it? I'll arrange for you to live." Wang Ting's tone was a little trembling.
"No need, I have arranged the accommodation." Lin Feng smiled and said, "I wish you a blessing, tomorrow, tomorrow party, I will definitely go, I sincerely wish you."
"Thank you, 606, Zhongzhou Hotel at 3:00 tomorrow afternoon, Lin...Feng." Wang Ting trembled and said in a tone: "I'll hang up first..., be careful on the way."
Lin Feng held the phone, his hands tightly clenched, and his tears could not help but shed.
Men don’t cry easily because they have not reached the sad place.
The three years of fusion of soul and flesh shell made it impossible for him to cut it off.
"When love has become a thing of the past..." The melodious ringtone rang.
Lin Feng answered the phone again, and the voice of the eldest lady of the Bei family came from the other side of the phone: "Lin Feng, it's twelve o'clock, I won't come back yet, see how many phone calls I have made."
"I'll go back." Lin Feng said with a smile.
Chapter completed!