Before getting off the plane, Feng Lin pulled out a silver needle from his belt and quickly pierced Chen Tang's neck.
Then he left with Si Kong Jin.
The two of them had not walked a few steps when the stewardess from before followed them.
She stood in front of Sikong Jin and said with a smile: "Beautiful sister, thank you for helping me out just now. Can we add WeChat?"
Feng Lin couldn't help but laugh again. This time it was really strange.
When I usually do tasks with my fourth child, all the people I chat with are men. This is the first time I have encountered a woman chatting with me.
Sikong Jin's expression did not change at all. He took out an ID card from his pocket and showed it to the stewardess in front of him.
"Sikong Jin...man!"
The flight attendant took a few steps back in shock, and... such a good thing?
Before she could react, Si Kong Jin had already walked around her and left.
…
"I think this little girl is quite nice."
Feng Lin put his hands in his trouser pockets and followed Sikong Jin with a smile.
"Then you marry her."
Sikong Jin rolled his eyes and took the initiative to stop a taxi.
"Don't I think you are too young?" Feng Lin said with a smile.
The two took a taxi to the passenger terminal, and then took a bus to the countryside where the second master lived.
During this period, Feng Lin called the second master several more times, but no one answered.
Feng Lin didn't need to think twice to know where the second master had gone.
When they arrived at the village where the second master lived, Feng Lin did not go to his house, but took Sikong Jin to the river outside the village.
Sure enough, in the distance, a man in a wheelchair was fishing.
He is about sixty years old, with a Chinese-shaped face, a big bang, and deep wrinkles at the corners of his mouth.
Wearing a white shirt and black pants, he gives the impression of an ordinary retired old man.
What people noticed was that he was missing a right leg, and the pants on his right leg were tied in a knot.
"Second Master, how many times have I told you to bring your mobile phone when you come out, but I just can't remember."
Feng Lin put his hands in his trouser pockets and walked over with a smile.
"Damn it! You scared away all my fish!"
Meng Changsheng looked back at Feng Lin and cursed angrily.
"Come on, I'll take you to a restaurant to eat braised food."
Feng Lin sat on the stone next to him, showing a bright smile.
When his mother disappeared, he was still young and could no longer remember her as a relative.
In his heart, he only has two elders, one is Fengchen and the other is Meng Changsheng.
Sikong Jin smiled imperceptibly, then picked up a stone and threw it into the river.
boom!
The river water suddenly splashed with a lot of water, and several fish were blown to the shore, twisting their bodies.
"What the hell! This young man, what the hell!"
Meng Changsheng took down the bucket hanging next to the wheelchair and placed it on the ground, "Three buckets are enough, put them in."
"It's better for me to do this kind of work."
Feng Lin carried the bucket, threw the three fish in, and hung them next to Meng Changsheng's wheelchair.
He put away the fishing rod, put it into the bag behind the wheelchair, and pushed the wheelchair back.
"Second Master, how have you been these past few years?"
Feng Lin pushed the wheelchair behind and asked with a smile.
"Anyway, I'm living a more comfortable life than you. I have nothing to do but go fishing and play chess with the old men in the village. It's quite enjoyable."
Meng Changsheng took out the dry tobacco from his waist and took out the round box from his pocket, which was full of shredded tobacco.
He pinched a little and stuffed it into the dry tobacco, lit it with a lighter, and took a few puffs.
Feng Lin smiled and said: "I came here this time to invite you to come out."
Meng Changsheng shook his head, "What the hell, I'm old, and now it's your young people's world."
"You promised me at the beginning that you would not retire until your hair was bald. You have quite a lot of hair."
Feng Lin looked at his half-white hair and said with a smile.
"Hey! I always feel out of my depth lately and can't do high-intensity work anymore."
Meng Changsheng sighed.
Sikong Jin explained from the side: "Second Master, the boss is not doing anything with the country now."
"Yes, I'm retired too. I only have two things on my mind right now. The first is naturally to help me find her wife. I don't need the second master for this kind of thing."
Feng Lin stopped, looked at the setting sun at dusk, and continued, "Second, eradicate the Jiuyou Land and kill Liu Nian."
Meng Changsheng knocked out the ash from the cigarette, took out the shredded tobacco, and said to himself: "Oh, I originally thought you two were a couple... Okay, I agree."
"Haha! I'll buy you a drink."
Feng Lin pushed the wheelchair again and headed to the hotel in the village.
"Lao Meng, is this a relative coming?"
At the edge of the street, several old men gathered together to play chess. When they saw Meng Changsheng, a bald man among them said hello.
"My grandson will take me to live in the city for a while and enjoy the happiness." Meng Changsheng smiled and waved to several people.
Under the leadership of Meng Changsheng, they came to the only restaurant in the village.
There are no scenic spots in such a small place.
It's said to be a restaurant, but it's actually just a small door on the side of the main door. You can usually turn off the fire and cook a meal when there are guests.
…
The three of them had a good meal here, and Feng Lin pushed Meng Changsheng home.
A very ordinary brick house with two rooms in total.
Back then, Feng Lin lived in the small house on the side. Seeing that this place was exactly the same as before, Feng Lin also felt a little fond of the things he saw.
Meng Changsheng turned the wheelchair by himself, picked up the wooden crutch leaning against the corner, propped it up under his right armpit, and stood up unsteadily.
"Boy, take out the crutches from under my bed." Meng Changsheng shouted to Feng Lin.
"Okay!"
Feng Lin ran to the bedroom and pulled out a long box from under the bed. Inside was a dark metal crutch.
He came out holding the crutch and handed it to Meng Changsheng with a smile.
"Oh, I haven't used it for several years."
Meng Changsheng took the metal crutch, supported his body, and walked slowly in the yard.
"Second Master, we will leave tomorrow morning, and we will sleep at your house one night today."
Feng Lin opened the side of the house and arranged the quilts and other things. Today he and Sikong Jin were just making do here.
…
Cloud City.
Xu Ruoying came home from get off work. She was very tired today, but it was all worth it. She met several female businessmen.
There are several people with more assets than the Xu family. This can be regarded as expanding the circle of friends. There will always be opportunities for cooperation in the future.
She drove to the villa area and found a Land Rover following her.
Finally, the two cars parked in front of Xu Ruoying's villa.
Xu Ruoying had just gotten out of the car, and Qin Peng also got out from the Land Rover behind.
"Xiaoying! What a coincidence, I met you here." Qin Peng walked over with a smile, then looked back at the villa, "So you live here."
Xu Ruoying has heard from Feng Lin today.
Qin Peng gave him 60 million and asked him to break up with him.
Xu Ruoying asked expressionlessly: "What's the matter with you?"
"Yes! Today I saw Feng Lin and another woman shopping very intimately. I went to scold him and he said that he had broken up with you."
Qin Peng looked serious, now Feng Lin has no use value.
"Yes, he said he broke up with me today." Xu Ruoying nodded lightly.
Qin Peng's face was filled with joy before he could speak.
Xu Ruoying added, "But I don't agree! When he gets tired of playing outside and gets tired, I will chase him back."
Qin Peng stared in disbelief, thinking he heard wrongly.
Is this still the Xu Ruoying I know?
Isn’t this the exclusive line for spare tires?
"Xiaoying! Are you crazy? What good is that kind of man? Is it worth it?" Qin Peng clenched his fists in anger, "Why do you waste yourself? There are so many good men!"
"No! Feng Lin is the only good man." Xu Ruoying glanced at Qin Peng expressionlessly.