A white Porsche parked on the side of the road, and he walked up and opened the car door and sat in.
The man in the passenger seat quickly called Sheng Hao Shao respectfully and handed him the Porsche key.
Qi Yifeng took it and inserted it into the key hole, then took another backpack.
"Feng Ji from Yanmen is sending people to find you, smashing the branches and shops of our Flame Alliance. My brothers were killed and injured, and many stores were forced to close." The man showed a worried and scared look on his face.
Looking outside, he seemed afraid that someone would find their whereabouts: "Young Master Hao, why don't you leave first and avoid it, and you will not go back to the United States."
"Return to the United States? I haven't got what I want yet. What kind of face should I go back and explain it?" Qi Yifeng took out the cigarette box and a lighter, lit one and smoked it.
The man didn't say anything, just looked at him, his eyes flashing.
With a little hesitation and desire to speak, I stopped.
Qi Yifeng thought for a while and said, "You asked someone to send the news and say I was injured and left the city and ran north."
"Okay, I get it." The man nodded vigorously.
After they exchanged several important messages, the man slipped out of the car and disappeared into the alley in a flash.
Qi Yifeng drove the car away, penetrated left and right along the street, and after confirming that no one was following him, he drove the car back to the community.
When he entered, he had sunglasses on his face and showed his entry and exit pass.
The community security guard looked at him, then looked at the brand new sports car, and then signaled to release it.
Qi Yifeng parked his sports car in the temporary parking lot of the community, then took the elevator to go upstairs with something.
She was sleeping when she came out, and she probably hadn't woken up for an hour or two.
He looked down at the bag he was carrying, which he bought from the shop.
There are tomato chicken and shrimp, all of which are what he likes to eat.
She probably likes these things too.
Qi Yifeng opened the door with a door key. When he walked in, he closed the door while observing the environment inside the house.
After scanning twice, he found that it was no different from him when he left. He let out a sigh of relief, carried the things into the kitchen and put them down, and walked into the bedroom with his backpack in one hand.
The interior lights were still very dark, and the quilt was slightly bulging, as if he was when he left.
He walked over and found that her face was a little different and red.
The twitching movements were gone, but the face was wrinkled, and it seemed very painful.
Qi Yifeng was shocked and quickly threw down his backpack, reached out to wipe her forehead and breathe.
I found that her face was so hot that he could hardly fit him.
Have a fever?
How can I have a fever?
He lifted the quilt on her body and found a nightgown to put it on.
While wearing clothes, he found that her body was covered in sweat and the bed was as hot as a stove.
How did she sleep so hot?
"Hey, hey, wake up." He leaned her body against his shoulder and gently patted her face with his hands.
Yang Taotao moved weakly, and raised his right hand with difficulty and pushed away his hand: "Don't make noise..."
"What don't make noise? You're having a fever, wake up." He slapped her face again.
"It's so noisy." This time, Yang Taotao reacted very much, pushed him away and rolled back towards the bed next to him: "Are you annoyed?"
Qi Yifeng reached out and grabbed her, pulled her back into his arms, and used his hands to explore her body temperature again.