Looking at the blood marks on his neck that were scratched by Lan Ge, Han Feng couldn't help but let out a bitter smile.
Blue Pigeon must have fallen asleep at this time, and the redness on his body has gradually faded.
From now on, you will be my Han Feng’s woman. Don’t worry, I am a bodyguard who is serious and responsible for my work, and I am also a husband who treats his wife very well!
Han Feng thought silently in his heart and helped Lan Ge put on his clothes.
The old man told Han Feng on the mountain that men can be carefree, but they must be responsible. It is wrong to give up after starting chaos. If you accept the innocent body of another girl, you must be responsible for her to the end.
Of course, all this is based on the fact that the girl is willing to let you take responsibility.
Han Feng was not very knowledgeable and experienced. Before coming to Tianjing City, he had never even spoken to a girl, let alone had any physical contact with her.
Now that something like this happened with Lan Ge, although he has gradually become less honest than before, he is still not as casual as just patting his ass and walking away after doing something. At least he will give the girl an explanation.
Fundamentally speaking, the old man's education to Han Feng was relatively traditional. It was the traditional Chinese thought before the federation was established. He felt that it was very good, and he studied it carefully and kept it in mind. He felt that it was the spirit of a nation.
Of course, Han Feng would still feel a little guilty for not being able to hold it back, even though he also lost his first time.
Next, he looked outside the door and found that the two big bodyguards and the bald man were still unconscious, and he was relieved. When he attacked the three strong men just now, he hit them in the back of the head with one blow.
This will prevent them from being seriously injured, but they will not wake up within two hours without outsiders stimulating their nerves. The same applies to Xing Guanghui, who is still unconscious under the bed. Even if the earth shakes.
He won't wake up even if he moves.
After dragging the three big men into the room, Han Feng pulled Xing Guanghui out from under the bed like a dead pig.
Then Han Feng pinched Xing Guanghui's philtrum with his fingers and rubbed his temples a few times. Xing Guanghui slowly opened his hazy eyes.
He looked very tired and withered. After seeing Han Feng's evil smile, he trembled. Just as he was about to move, he found that his hands were tied behind his back, and his mouth was also covered by his socks.
Sealed.
Xing Guanghui stared at Han Feng in fear and made a whining sound. At this time, he seemed to have had a nightmare. When he woke up, he found that the demon that had been entangled with him in the dream actually appeared in reality.
A feeling of despair arose.
The most important thing is that Xing Guanghui also took aphrodisiacs. Although the dose was not large, it was difficult for his body, which was almost forty years old, to tolerate it.
Han Feng didn't want to waste any more time. When he saw Xing Guanghui's eyes were dull and knew that his mind was very fragile at this time, he launched the soul-stirring technique on him.
The old man once said to Han Feng that if you want to use soul-obsessing spells on others, whether you can succeed or how many secrets you can make the other party tell depends not only on the mental power level of the caster, but also on the spiritual power of the other party.
powerful.
When others are at their most confused and weakest in will, the gains are often greater.
Han Feng channeled his power to his eyes, and tiny lights flashed continuously. Xing Guanghui suddenly fell into a trance.
Then Han Feng began to silently ask the killer about the assassination of Xiao Yao, and then took out the socks from Xing Guanghui's mouth. After a few moments, Xing Guanghui began to mutter something with dull eyes.
Han Feng didn't move and just listened silently. After about ten minutes, he rubbed his eyes and sighed.