Gu Duoduo stopped as soon as she said one word, "Anyway, I won't agree to you becoming boyfriend and girlfriend."
Feng Lin crossed his legs and said with a smile: "What should I do? I also need a girlfriend. If you don't let Tang Qianqian follow me, will you be my girlfriend?"
"You dream, I can find you a woman!"
Gu Duoduo said with a blushing face.
"Don't look for me. I am a qualified person. Not just any woman can fall into my eyes."
Feng Lin pointed at Gu Duoduo, "It's up to you. If you don't let Tang Qianqian be with me, then you have to be with me, otherwise there will be no discussion."
"You saved me today. I won't argue with you. We'll talk about it tomorrow!"
Gu Duoduo opened the door, greeted Tang Hong, and left.
…
At the same time, in the Song family's manor, there were only four people in the luxurious living room.
Song Zhengtao, the head of the Song family, is sitting on the sofa in the main seat.
Song Keming was still sitting in a wheelchair, looking haggard.
Song Fan and the bearded man before were sitting on a double sofa.
"Mr. Huang, haven't you been connected yet?" Song Zhengtao's face was gloomy.
The bearded man here is named Huang Wei, nicknamed Huzi.
He is the strongest ancient warrior of the Song family and has entered the early stage of dark strength.
The practice of ancient warriors was all about transforming bright energy into dark energy.
Ming Jin, as the name suggests, is an attack that can be seen.
As long as you are human, you can use Ming Jin.
Such as punching and kicking.
But most people will stay in the early stage of Mingjin throughout their lives.
When they reach the middle stage of Ming Jin, they are officially considered ancient warriors, because they can use a kind of power.
Qi.
It can be seen from the shots that their attacks are very fierce.
One punch can break a person's bones, and his physical strength is far stronger than that of ordinary people.
As for the later stage of Ming Jin, it is even more powerful.
But, after coming to An Jin, it was already on a completely different level.
It's like gunpowder.
When exposed to air and ignited by fire, sparks will emit.
But if you wrap gunpowder, hide it in paper, and make it into firecrackers, it will explode.
The power is increased several times.
Huang Wei looked at the phone and shook his head slightly, "It should be gone."
The Song family and others all turned pale and fell silent.
"What exactly does the Xu family have that makes Zhou Tian want to protect them even if they offend us?"
After a long time, Song Fan groaned.
They all thought that it was the Zhou family who killed the master they sent.
"Dad! You must avenge me!"
Song Keming growled darkly.
"Shut up!"
Song Zhengtao held his chin up, his eyes filled with murderous intent, "Mr. Huang, is there anything else you can do?"
Huang Wei sighed deeply, "Old Song, I will tell the truth about our relationship. We cannot afford to offend the Zhou family. The rest of the Zhou family is fine, but Zhou Tian is too difficult to deal with."
Song Zhengtao also closed his eyes weakly. He had long heard that Zhou Tian's strength was terrifying.
Huang Wei once said personally that even if there were more than a dozen of him put together, none of them would be able to match Zhou Tian.
"Are we going to swallow this breath?" Song Keming punched the wheelchair.
"No! There are ways, but they cost a lot of money."
Huang Wei let the phone spin back and forth between his fingers, "I know some powerful killer organizations. As long as the money is in place, I guarantee that I can take them down."
"Uncle Huang, you should have told me earlier." Song Keming smiled.
"how much is it?"
Song Zhengtao is a businessman and does not engage in loss-making business.
If you spend all your property just to kill a few of them, then the gain outweighs the loss.
"I'll help you ask right away. First of all, I want to remind you that the more powerful and peaceful the country, the more expensive the fees will be."
Huang Wei took out his cell phone and looked for the person's contact information, "For example, the price of killing the same person in China is more than ten times more expensive than killing him in the Middle East."
"I know this."
Song Zhengtao nodded lightly. As a businessman, he knew many people from different countries.
China is considered one of the safest countries in the world.
"I got in touch. This is their business. They have a promotion recently, kill one and get one free."
Huang Wei took his mobile phone, sat next to Song Zhengtao, and enlarged the picture sent by the other party.
Song Zhengtao stared at the advertising information above.
Song Fan in the distance also came over in surprise and observed this picture.
"The amount of murder is directly proportional to the personal assets and social influence of the person killed."
"Holy shit! For a person with assets worth over a billion, the Middle East only needs 5 million, but China needs 500 million? A hundred times more!"
…
Song Zhengtao frowned. Since he wanted to take action, he would eradicate the root cause.
Xu Chuan's family of three, plus Feng Lin.
Four will definitely cost more than a billion. Who knows if there are no other charges? This is not a small amount.
"Lao Song, look here, three hundred million all-inclusive event." Huang Wei pointed to the bottom of this picture.
Song Zhengtao stared at the words above carefully.
"To encourage new killers, we launch a 300 million package for five people activity. Within a month, you can order the killer to assassinate five people."
"This activity requires an advance payment of 10 million. If the task is not completed within one month, 10 million will be refunded."
Song Fan's eyes lit up, "Dad! This is good."
"Mr. Huang, is this reliable?" Song Zhengtao asked with a frown.
"This killer organization is called Peony Flower, and it is a well-known organization in the world. I can guarantee you." Huang Wei patted his chest.
"Okay! It's only 100 million, that's it!" Song Zhengtao nodded.
…
Feng Lin has been eating at Tang Hong's house these past few nights.
He took out 10,000 yuan from his body and put it on the table, "Auntie, you can keep this money and eat it all day long. I'm sorry."
This ten thousand was given by the gangsters from before, and Feng Lin himself had no use for it.
Tang Hong's family was not rich, so they had meat every night just to cook for him.
"Feng Lin, you should know who I am. We owe you three hundred thousand, and I can't take it."
Tang Hong shook his head vigorously.
"I hope you won't be angry about what I'm going to say next."
Feng Lin put down his chopsticks and glanced at Tang Qianqian, "I like a good figure. My fiancée's figure is far from my ideal figure."
Tang Qianqian, who was eating, stared at Feng Lin, but still stuffed meat into her mouth.
"I have been observing Qianqian for two days. How much meat can I gain by eating only two buns at noon?" Feng Lin pushed the money in front of Tang Qianqian, "Take this money and treat it as living expenses."
Tang Qianqian's mouth was like a squirrel at the moment. She chewed hard several times and swallowed the thing, "Are you sure?"
"Take it! I'm a university teacher after all, so I can still afford your meal." Feng Lin stood up and said with a smile, "I'm full."
"seal up……"
Tang Hong stretched out his hand and shouted, then sighed deeply.
Their family is indeed not rich, it can be said that they are penniless.
"Mom, take it. When I graduate and make money, I will pay him back ten times what I owe him." Tang Qianqian said with a smile.
"From now on, add a glass of milk and an egg every morning. Feng Lin is right. You are indeed too small. Men like bigger ones."
Tang Hong glanced at Tang Qianqian and said.
"Mom! Even you said that!" Tang Qianqian muttered with her mouth bulging.
PS: My handsome brother, please take pity on the child and give me some recommendation votes.