Feng Lin came over and leaned on Meng Changsheng's wheelchair.
This should be the side effect of the Eye of God being separated from the body.
According to her age, she is only in her fifties now, but she has become like this.
"You must have a good attitude." Ye Dan said with a smile.
Feng Lin walked over and grabbed her wrist. There was no illness or injury in her body.
This proves that she is simply aging in front of her.
"I'll prescribe some medicine for you later. Drink a bowl every night before going to bed."
Feng Lin let go of Ye Dan's hand, took out his cell phone, and edited a text message for her.
"Thank you very much."
Ye Dan was not polite. It is natural for women to love beauty.
Although she pretended not to care, she felt very uncomfortable in her heart.
Tonight, Ye Dan cooked a sumptuous meal himself.
Even the ninjas in the attic have a share.
Feng Lin took out some relatively low-level treasures from the space ring and gave them to them.
These people have been standing guard here. Although it is useless, they have worked hard without any credit.
When they saw these treasures, they burst into tears of gratitude.
These things are out of reach for them.
…
Early the next morning.
Feng Lin woke up early, cooked two eggs and drank some milk.
Prepare to go to Yueshi in Xiaoxiang.
This is the address his father sent him yesterday.
The key is that there is only this address, and Feng Lin doesn't even know the other party's name.
He bought a high-speed rail ticket to Yueshi.
When we arrived at the carriage, Feng Lin's seat happened to be by the window.
He stretched out comfortably, looked out the window, and gradually narrowed his eyes.
Before we knew it, the high-speed train started to operate.
The journey takes about two and a half hours, just in time to relax for a while.
"Can you put your shoes on?"
Suddenly, Feng Lin heard the voice of a young woman.
This voice was right next to him.
He looked back and noticed that next to her was a woman with long hair.
He is only about 20 years old, with a small oval face and looks very handsome.
Wearing a very ordinary floral dress.
Her eyes were facing the other side of the aisle.
Feng Lin looked over and found that it was a young man with permed hair wearing casual clothes.
Wearing earrings on the ears.
However, he took off his shoes at this moment and stepped on the back of the seat in front of him.
Especially the smell on my feet is like stinky tofu.
"I wipe it? You little bitch dare to interfere in my business? There are so many people who don't say anything, but you are the only one who loves to be clean?"
Not only did the young man not put on his shoes, he also deliberately put his feet on the woman's body.
The woman hurriedly stepped back and finally sat on Feng Lin's lap.
She snorted and hurriedly apologized to Feng Lin, "I'm sorry."
"fine."
Feng Lin smiled and waved his hand, then said to the young man, "Put it on, it will have a bad influence."
"Who do you think you are? Do you know who I am? Not only did I take off my shoes, I also took off my socks!"
As he said this, the young man with a perm took off his socks.
The smell of stinky tofu is even stronger.
Many people around were covering their noses.
Finally, a young man sitting in the front row couldn't stand it anymore.
He stood up and pointed at the man with a perm, "Put it on for me!"
"You're so crazy, be careful you get beaten!"
As soon as the permed man finished speaking, the man sitting with him stood up.
He has a tall build and his arms are full of muscles.
His height of 1.9 meters gives people a strong oppressive force.
He walked up to the young man and slapped him away, "Boy, believe it or not, I will kill you!"
When everyone around saw this man, they were all so frightened that they became silent.
"Look, you were beaten, right?"
The permed man shrugged with disdain, then glanced at the woman next to Feng Lin.
"I'm calling the police!"
Song Qiangwei was not afraid at all, she pointed at this man and shouted.
"You can scream, I haven't broken the law anyway."
Wu Junjie raised his feet again and faced Song Qiangwei, "Maybe you are even going to kiss my feet."
As soon as he finished speaking, the strong man came over and grabbed Song Qiangwei by the back of her neck.
He pressed her neck and leaned against Wu Junjie's feet.
"open!"
Feng Lin suddenly grabbed the strong man's wrist.
A powerful force made the strong man turn pale, and he felt like his bones were about to break.
She was so frightened that she immediately let go of Song Qiangwei.
"Boy, don't think that I don't know that this man is in the same group as you."
Feng Lin stood up, but still held the strong man's wrist.
The strong man screamed out in pain, and his forehead was covered in cold sweat.
"He is not part of a group, he is just the lowest servant."
Wu Junjie's expression did not change.
Feng Lin let go of the strong man, walked out of his seat, and came to Wu Junjie, "Last chance, put it on."
"Do you know who I am? Do you know who you're talking to?"
Not only did Wu Junjie not wear it, he pointed at Feng Lin and shouted, "Believe it or not, I can make you disappear with just one phone call!"
"Your chance is gone."
Feng Lin pointed at the strong man next to him and said calmly, "Take off your clothes for me."
"Uh... ok."
The strong man's wrist was still hurting terribly, so he immediately took off the suit he was wearing and handed it to Feng Lin.
Feng Lin covered his hands with his suit, then picked up the other person's socks and stuffed them directly into his mouth.
"Fuck... ugh."
Wu Junjie struggled wildly and felt like he was going to vomit.
But Feng Lin tightly covered his mouth.
"Woo! What are you doing so stupidly? Do it!"
Wu Junjie yelled hesitantly at the strong man next to him.
But the strong man looked at his bruised wrist and chose to stand still.
This person must be a ruthless person.
He didn't dare to provoke him either.
"I was wrong! I wore it! I wore it!"
Wu Junjie found that the bodyguard did not dare to move, so he had to beg for mercy, otherwise he would really be smoked to death.
Song Qiangwei on the side heard this and hurriedly pulled Feng Lin's arm, "Okay, let him go."
Feng Lin then let go of his hand.
Wu Junjie immediately pulled the socks out of his mouth, "Ugh! Ugh!"
He glared at Feng Lin with a sinister look, lowered his head and put on his socks and shoes.
Feng Lin returned to his seat, and the surroundings gradually returned to normal.
But Wu Junjie could see from other people's faces that they were laughing at him.
The terminal station of the high-speed rail is in Yueshi.
If this kid gets off the bus in Yueshi, he must pay the price.
"Thank you, my name is Song Qiangwei."
Song Qiangwei smiled gratefully at Feng Lin, and two cute dimples suddenly appeared.
"fine."
Feng Lin smiled and looked out the window.
Song Qiangwei scratched her head in surprise, she wasn't ugly either.
Why did he ignore me after just one conversation?
"Well, can we add WeChat?"
Song Qiangwei smiled and took out her mobile phone.
"good."
Feng Lin didn't refuse. He planned to block the other party afterwards.
Except for acquaintances, people with model C or below are not suitable for having their own friends.
