When he reached the door of the second floor, Zhou Fuhai stopped and listened. Only one sentence came out from the room: Leave this matter to me. It was Tian Feng who spoke. After that, the sound of footsteps came from
Far and near, he should be going downstairs. If Zhou Fuhai goes downstairs quietly at this time, he will definitely not be able to make it in time. If he runs down, he will make a loud noise. Black Widow only needs to check and find out that she went upstairs by herself. It is also not feasible.
, Zhou Fuhai was so anxious that he quietly took two steps back, coughed twice, and walked towards the door calmly.
Tian Feng was the first to come out of the room. Behind him was a kind old man. Zhou Fuhai's eyes lit up. He had seen this old man's photo. It was in a previous photo album of his father. There seemed to be a mark underneath, but he didn't pay much attention at the time.
, it’s just that this photo has always been placed on the front page of the album that he treasures. This is used to show his status. From the first page to the end of his album, people are judged according to their strength, which shows this kind old man.
status in Zhou Longyu's mind. The three of them were stunned when they saw Zhou Fuhai. Zhou Fuhai pointed at Tian Feng with a smile on his face: "I have something to do with him."
"What's the matter?" Tian Feng said with a gloomy face, "Who asked you to come up?"
"I came up here on my own. I have something urgent to do with you." Zhou Fuhai deliberately pretended to wipe his sweat. "I didn't expect you to be here. Isn't it Shuangfeiyan today?"
"You go down first." Tian Feng's eyes became colder. Zhou Fuhai shrugged his shoulders and came down the stairs. He sat on a chair and lit a cigarette, smoking leisurely, but his eyes turned to the corridor from time to time.
Direction. Soon, Tian Feng came down, and the old man and the black widow were upstairs.
"Go out and talk." Tian Feng glanced at Zhou Fuhai. The two of them walked out of the Mayflower and stopped at a corner. Tian Feng stared at Zhou Fuhai and asked, "What do you want from me?"
"I want to tell you that I have completely separated from Fang Fang." Zhou Fuhai said: "We will never be in contact with each other until we die. You should be satisfied now, right?"
"Are you here to compromise with me? Do you want me to let you go?" Tian Feng smiled, condescendingly.
"That's right. I want to follow you in the future." Zhou Fuhai gritted his teeth: "I don't want to be like this for the rest of my life."
"As long as you have this idea, I will come to you when I have something to do. You can go." Tian Feng patted Zhou Fuhai's face: "If you want to fight with me, you really have to grow a few more heads.
If you dare to tell anyone about what you saw today, you will be dead."
"I know," Zhou Fuhai smiled and nodded, like a groveling dog.
Little did Tian Feng know that he was a wolf, a ferocious beast that eats people without spitting out bones. He was staring at him, waiting for an opportunity to act. Zhou Fuhai didn't stop. He got into a taxi and left.
Seeing the taxi go away, Tian Feng sneered: "Zhou Fuhai, Zhou Fuhai, I will make you die miserably. And I will train you to be the most sincere lackey to me."
Zhou Fuhai originally wanted to go back to the Mayflower in a hurry, but after thinking about it, he decided not to. If everything about Zhou Longyu hadn't been confiscated, Zhou Fuhai would have really wanted to find that photo album. Let's see who this seemingly amiable old man is.
Renye. After asking the driver to make a lot of mistakes and making sure that no one from Tian Feng was following him, Zhou Fuhai returned to the hotel and stopped at the door of the room to listen. There was no sound in the room. Fang Fang should be sleeping. He chuckled.
After a while, Zhou Fuhai took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Ling Xiaogang.
Lin Xiaoguo's message came back very quickly, just two words: received. Zhou Fuhai knocked on the door.
Opening it, Fang Fang was still as charming as before, and smiled slightly at Zhou Fuhai: "Come back and fuck me when you think of it."
"Of course I have." Zhou Fuhai raised his eyebrows and immediately picked up Fang Fang: "Do you also want me to fuck you?"
You're just violent for a while, it's not painful or itchy, it's boring." Fang Fang kissed Zhou Fuhai's neck and said, "It would be nice if you could take some medicine and hold on a little longer."
"You don't need to take medicine." Zhou Fuhai only felt that his lower body was grabbed by Fang Fang's tender little hand, and his blood boiled immediately, and he threw her directly on the bed: "Tonight, I want to see who gives up first."
"Okay, I'll squeeze you dry tonight." Fang Fang was still so proactive, reaching out and untying Zhou Fuhai's belt.