Feng Lin was walking along the path by the river, about to buy a ticket, when he suddenly sneezed.
He touched his nose and looked at the willow tree in the distance.
A middle-aged man with oily hair and half-white hair was boxing vigorously.
Beside him stood a tall man in a suit.
He is very strong, and he looks like a practicing martial artist at first glance.
Feng Lin stood here and watched for a while, shaking his head slightly.
Although he has developed dark strength, he will not be able to make further progress for the rest of his life due to physical trauma.
Feng Lin is not a kind person, and there is no need to give advice to people he meets by chance.
Walk straight past him.
This shaking of the head had long been seen by Zhou Tian.
He originally thought that Feng Lin, a cloud player, was going to give him some guidance.
Show off your pitiful knowledge.
Unexpectedly, the young man didn't say a word.
This instead attracted Zhou Tian's attention.
"Young man!"
Zhou Tian took off the white towel around his neck, wiped the sweat from his face, and stood in front of Feng Lin.
"What's wrong?"
Feng Lin said calmly.
"I wonder what you meant when you shook your head just now? I have little knowledge and like to ask others for advice."
Zhou Tian smiled at Feng Lin.
"I just feel that it is a pity that your talent is quite good, but due to physical trauma and old age, you will be like this for the rest of your life."
Feng Lin glanced at him calmly and left after speaking.
Zhou Tian's face changed drastically. He had been hurt secretly for more than 20 years.
No one knows except family members.
How did he know?
"Sir, wait a moment!"
Zhou Tian stood in front of Feng Lin again and addressed the young man from before as "Mr."
"what happened again?"
Feng Lin stopped.
"Next Sunday, do you know your name?"
Zhou Tian's expression this time became respectful.
"My name is Feng Lin, don't be so polite. It's very difficult to treat your injury." Feng Lin grabbed Zhou Tian's wrist.
At the same time, the tall man standing behind Feng Lin thought Feng Lin was going to attack Zhou Tian.
Like a fierce tiger, he jumped towards Feng Lin.
However, Feng Lin seemed to have eyes on his back, and he easily dodged his attack and put his hand on the opponent's chest.
boom!
The strong man's eyes widened and his body shook violently.
He flew out uncontrollably and fell into the river next to him, causing a large splash of water.
From beginning to end, Feng Lin didn't look at him.
"An Jin transforms into shape!"
Zhou Tian's voice trembled, and huge waves arose in his heart.
When did this kind of existence exist in Jiang City?
Stepping into the true martial arts is the transition from bright strength to dark strength.
Zhou Tian was in the late stage of Anjin, and he alone led the Zhou family to become one of the four major families in Jiang City.
However, the person in front of him has obviously broken away from An Jin and entered the realm of transformation.
Turn invisible power into something tangible.
"It was my instinctive reaction to say sorry to your people."
Feng Lin let go of Zhou Tian's wrist and continued, "Your injury can be cured or not. Even if it is cured, it will be very difficult to go further."
"Sir, if you don't mind, come and sit at my house." Zhou Tian bowed respectfully.
"No need, I came here to cancel the engagement this time, and now the engagement has been cancelled, and I am ready to go back."
Feng Lin waved his hands casually, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and left.
"Cancel the engagement?"
Zhou Tian murmured softly and immediately looked at Xiaohe, "Xiao Zhang, are you okay?"
"fine."
The strong man in the water climbed out of it.
…
Feng Lin put his hands in his trouser pockets and left the East District along the riverside path.
Arrive at the downtown area of Jiang City.
Looking around, Feng Lin finally felt familiar.
He attended high school here for three years, but he had never stepped into the villa area where the rich lived.
But I know other areas well.
"Are you Feng Lin?"
Suddenly, a person stood in front of Feng Lin.
Feng Lin stared at the man in front of him, feeling that he knew him, but he couldn't remember him for a moment.
"Have you forgotten? I am Guo Dong, your high school classmate."
Guo Dong pointed at himself and smiled.
"Oh! So it's you."
Feng Lin suddenly realized that when Guo Dong was in high school, he was the loudspeaker in the class and he was very familiar with it.
He was very thin at first, but he didn't expect to eat well now.
"Haha! It turns out that you are also developing in Jiang City. I didn't know that you took time to get together with our old classmates."
Guo Dong hugged Feng Lin very warmly.
However, after the hug, the short woman next to him immediately adjusted the suit he was wearing.
He glanced at Feng Lin with disgust.
It seems to be saying that Feng Lin is not worthy of contacting Guo Dong.
"This is my girlfriend, Qian Jing." Guo Dong introduced with a smile.
Qian Jing didn't look good. She looked at the watch on her wrist from time to time and said impatiently: "Let's go quickly. How can our classmates be as important as Mr. Li?"
Feng Lin didn't care. He just waved his hand gently and said, "You have something to do first."
"Okay, let's leave a phone number..."
"move!"
Qian Jing took Guo Dong's arm and left without waiting for him to take out his cell phone.
"This is my classmate, what are you doing?" Guo Dong asked in a low voice.
"My classmates are divided into rich and poor. Look at how he's dressed? It's best to stay away from him. He might ask you to borrow money."
While Qian Jing was speaking, a Mercedes-Benz S-Class drove past her.
The price of this car is one million.
There was uncontrollable envy in her eyes, and she couldn't help but look at it a few more times.
She probably has no hope of buying a car like this in her life.
Suddenly, her eyes widened. This Mercedes-Benz S-Class stopped in front of Feng Lin.
Qian Jing originally thought that the driver should be asking for directions.
But they found a tall and beautiful woman getting out of the driver's seat, holding Feng Lin in her arms and refusing to let him go, and even pushed him into the car.
Seeing this, Qian Jing was stunned.
The two people's actions just now clearly showed that they knew each other.
"Hurry! I want his phone number! Hurry!"
No matter how stupid Qian Jing is, he still knows what happened.
How can an ordinary person have such a good relationship with a beautiful woman who drives a million-dollar luxury car?
Guo Dong was also stunned on the spot. When he reacted, he found that the car had already driven away.
"You are such a waste! Didn't I tell you to hurry up?"
Qian Jing shouted angrily and pushed Guo Dong hard.
"You still have the nerve to talk about me? Who looked down on me just now?" Guo Dong couldn't help but growl, "Your attitude towards me, even if he doesn't hate me, is a shame!"
Qian Jing sighed deeply, feeling regretful in his heart. A big shot like that could probably find them a good job with just one sentence.
She wanted to slap herself.
…
Feng Lin sat in the passenger seat and looked helplessly at Xu Ruoying, "What do you mean?"
She actually said just now that if Feng Lin refused to follow her, she would tell the street that he had a child, saying that he was always in trouble and eventually gave up.
A good young man like Feng Lin doesn't want to be misunderstood.
"I want to marry you."
Xu Ruoying stared forward with her eyes indifferent.
Feng Lin suddenly became solemn, "You don't really have children, do you want me to be a father?"
"I haven't had a boyfriend once, it's all the first time."
Xu Ruoying stepped on the brakes and stopped at the edge of the suburban road. She turned and stared at Feng Lin, "I want to marry you."
Feng Lin was speechless, "Didn't I say it? I don't like your type."
"What type do you like?" Xu Ruoying asked.
"I like..." Feng Lin gestured with his hand, "That kind of very big..."
"I am E." Xu Ruoying said expressionlessly.
Feng Lin glanced secretly, "Your appearance is up to standard, but your personality is not. I like a gentle big sister."
"You are not a man. When a woman like me comes to you, you dare not get married."
Xu Ruoying looked at the vibrating phone and pressed the speakerphone button.
"Xiaoying, what's going on with you? Feng Lin is a loser! Are you crazy?" Wang Qin's roar came from the phone.
"You are such a waste!"
Feng Lin couldn't help it anymore. I had already broken off the engagement, yet he still dared to be sarcastic.
