After marrying Bai Yueguang, the vest fell off

He greeted Ouyang Wan in advance, and they made an appointment to have dinner at the restaurant.Xun Yu Ting was still there, Song Liang stopped outside the car and didn't get out of the car. Memories flooded his mind, all of which were not very good.

Ouyang Wan opened the car door, hugged someone and invited him to the co-pilot.Looking at the man's expression, he understood a little bit, "Let's eat at another restaurant."

Song Liang turned around and reached out to hold his arm, "Sorry." He said softly.

"Actually, it's called Xun Yu Ting because I've always wanted to find you." Ouyang Wan gently squeezed his hand. "I heard that there is a new restaurant in the city, shall we try it?"

"Okay." Song Liang nodded, "By the way, Ayang has been a little strange recently. He even picked up Dongdong in the afternoon. Do you know what's going on?"

Ouyang Wan replied unnaturally, "I don't know him well, how can I know about him?"

"Don't lie, I can tell." Song Liang looked at him with a cool look in his eyes.

"Okay, okay, I know something, and I tell you not to take it to heart." Ouyang Wan comforted him.

"Ah."

"Dongdong is his and Lin Feng's child." Ouyang Wan parked the car on the side of the road, and carefully observed Song Liang's emotions after speaking.

"They actually have this kind of relationship? I care too little about A Yang, and I don't know anything about it." Song Liang didn't feel angry, but felt that he knew it too late. Know what's going on."

"I inquired secretly, and Zhang Yang released them on bail. We don't understand their affairs, so let's not interfere and let them solve it by themselves."

"it is good."

After starting the car and driving out, the two of them arrived at the restaurant very quickly. There were so many people that there were no private rooms, but there were still some vacancies.They chose a window seat on the second floor.

Ouyang Wan poured Song Liang a cup of Wen Bai Kai, and ordered food neatly.While waiting for the meal, the two chatted about the development of Wanliang.

One family has been dominant for several years, and they are considering spending more money on charitable causes, and the diversification of the industry must go further. The company must keep up with the pace of the times, and it needs to set foot in new fields.

"We need to work on the Internet. Now is the Internet age. China has developed rapidly in the past few years. We need to take advantage of this shareholder wind to grow stronger." Song Liang said seriously.

"Okay, I'll hold a general meeting of shareholders tomorrow and talk about this topic with everyone."

The two were talking, when suddenly a milk dumpling ran towards them, "Uncle Song, Uncle Ouyang." The baby slipped into Song Liang's arms, Ouyang Wan's heart tightened, and he quickly hugged the child into his arms.

"Why is Dongdong here?" Ouyang Wan asked him.

"Father is here, and there is an uncle I don't know." Dongdong said clearly.

"You run out alone, what if you meet bad guys?" Song Liang touched his little face.

"I'm full, so dad will let me play by myself first." Dongdong's big black eyes are extremely cute.

"Where is your father, let's go find him." Ouyang Wan asked Dongdong to point out the direction, and the two decided to send the child there first.

The moment they opened the door of the box, Ouyang Wan and Song Liang were already mentally prepared, but the faces of the two people in the room were shocked.

Lin Feng's emotions flashed by, and his face turned cold soon, while Zhang Yang looked guilty as if he had been caught for doing something bad.

"The children are gone, don't you care?" Ouyang Wan broke the deadlock and carried the doll to Zhang Yang's side.

The Story of Zhang Yang Lin Feng ([-])

In a daze, Lin Feng heard a "thump", he opened his eyes instantly, stood up vigilantly, and when he met Zhang Yang's fearful eyes, the hostility in his eyes slowly dissipated.

"What's your situation, are you going to kill me?" Zhang Yang took a few steps back with lingering fear.

Lin Feng didn't speak, he looked down at the bowl of white water noodles on the table, there was no appearance, the clear soup splashed all over the table, he didn't even think about being thrown on the table hard just now.

He pursed his lips, took out a few paper towels from the table to wipe off the remaining soup, and ate the bowl of noodles as if no one was there.

Lin Feng ate very fast, and all the New Year's affairs were piled up together. He had been busy for a few days and then came to see him non-stop, so he was already exhausted.

Zhang Yang looked at the empty bowl on the table in disbelief, he was acting out of revenge, he didn't put any oil in it just now, he threw some dried noodles into it, and then put two spoonfuls of salt in it.

"The taste is average." Lin Feng took out a piece of paper to wipe the corners of his mouth, and went into the kitchen with the bowls and chopsticks to clean himself.In fact, he was terrified, but he was hungry for too long and didn't want to care about it.

Zhang Yang stood aside guiltily, watching Lin Feng come out of the kitchen and took a bottle of mineral water from the refrigerator, gulping down to the bottom.

"I..." Due to the situation, Zhang Yang was about to admit his mistake obediently. He opened his head and caught a glimpse of the person in front of him rushing into the bathroom. The door slammed shut, followed by the sound of the lock turning.There was a faint sound of vomiting from the sound of splashing water, probably because of being nauseated by the stimulation of the ice water, Zhang Yang felt as if he had stabbed a hornet's nest, and the danger was imminent.

It took Lin Feng a while to come out. He had already changed into his own clothes. The black sweater and black sweatpants did not match this bright room at all.He took out a small box from his pocket, "New Year's gift."

The eye circles under the mask were red, and the face under the mask was probably pale and sickly. Zhang Yang took it in a daze and forgot to reject it for a moment.

"Are you okay?" He asked again.

"You're fine here, I'll go first." Lin Feng picked up the black coat from the sofa, and for the first time he didn't speak domineeringly. Zhang Yang even heard a trace of loneliness, which obviously didn't match the person in front of him.

It was many years later that he understood what kind of joy it was, just because he Zhang Yang lived like an ordinary person in the sun.

In a daze, Lin Feng had already walked to the door, probably because of his brain twitching for a moment, Zhang Yang held the door with his hand.

"It's snowing heavily outside, let's leave tomorrow morning." He probably forgot what kind of person Lin Feng was, so he sent out kindness.

The emotion just now flashed by, and a smile welled up in Lin Feng's eyes, "Do you want to keep me?"

Zhang Yang came back to his senses, quickly let go of his hand, and stood by the door without saying a word.

"I still have something to do, I have to go." Lin Feng gave him one last look.

A line of crooked footprints was left on the snow, and the figure of the man became farther and farther away in the wind and snow, and finally melted into the night, and he could not be found.

Zhang Yang leaned against the door, the heating in the room was turned on to the fullest, and his palms were sweating.

After a while, his gaze swept around the room, and finally landed on the purple box on the table.

Despite his doubts, he opened it.

Inside the box lies a copper coin, which is worn with a red string.Holding it in his hand, he couldn't see through the man's mind.

A strange call came in at this time, and Zhang Yang pressed the answer button with some hesitation.

"it's me."

"Anything else?" Zhang Yang guessed it was him.

"This is my number." Lin Feng hung up the phone after finishing speaking.

Zhang Yang looked at the string of numbers and added a note: prisoner.

The Story of Zhang Yang Lin Feng ([-])

Zhang Yang lived a prosperous life in a foreign country. Although he was forced to study medicine at the time, he later found that it seemed to be his passion, and it was not a headache to study.

Lin Feng would come here once or twice a year, mostly at night, and the two would always fight, and Zhang Yang was always defeated in the end.The man usually sat on a chair after dinner and watched him silently for a while before leaving.

Occasionally, Lin Feng's body smelled faintly of blood, and Zhang Yang noticed it and was too lazy to meddle in his own business.

What impressed me most was a thunderstorm in April, when he came home late at night, he found a wet man covered in blood and unconscious in the yard.

Probably because of the benevolence of the doctor, he stood for a long time holding the umbrella and then threw the umbrella and carried the person into the house.

That night there were thunderstorms and torrential rain.Out of curiosity, he took off the mask while changing the man's clothes.

Not to mention how handsome his face is, Zhang Yang just thinks it is extremely ordinary.But the owner of this face is always so cruel and violent, which makes him fear from the bottom of his heart.

But only that night, he remembered this person.

When he woke up in the morning, the mask had already returned to its place, but Lin Feng didn't seem to notice it.The knife wound on his body had been bandaged, and a man beside the bed fell asleep with a haggard face.

He left the room as quietly as possible.

After that night, Lin Feng didn't come again for a few years, but Zhang Yang felt at ease. As a key doctor in the hospital, the sense of accomplishment he wanted had already been realized.

He is a vigorous young man under the sun, and his career is flourishing.What's more, the wings are hardened, and after not seeing that person for several years, he feels as if he is not afraid anymore.

One day when he came home from work, he was overwhelmed by the hot searches on the web.

'Marriage between the Song family and Wan Hong'

When he clicked in, he saw a photo of Song Liang and another man. From the reading, he learned that the man was called Ouyang Wan.

Childhood memories flooded my mind: Song Liang who practiced hard, Song Liang who took care of him and Zhang Zhong, Song Liang who took over the burden and carried it by himself, Song Liang who looked cold but warm...it was all him...

The man he kept on top of his heart was going to be with a dude now.

How could it be...how could it be...

He handed over the work of the hospital as quickly as possible, resigned and returned to China.

The wind in March was mild, but it made his heart ache.

He went to the wedding with great hostility, thinking that when the master of ceremonies asked if there was anyone who disapproved of the wedding, he would raise his right hand and say I disapprove loudly.

But the master of ceremonies didn't ask this question at all, he didn't have a chance to raise his hand.

What's more, Song Liang's gaze never left Ouyang Wan since he came on stage. Even though his expression was normal, Zhang Yang understood the deep meaning behind the cover, and he suddenly softened like a dead ball.

He was stuck in his emotions and couldn't get out, but someone bumped into him.

"Someone is looking for you over there." The man pointed to the corner.

Zhang Yang turned his head and saw a man wearing a mask. After meeting his eyes, the man was hidden in the corner.

Zhang Yang read two words, 'come here'.

He hurried over in a panic, and followed Lin Feng into an empty room.

As soon as the door closed, he pushed the man against the wall, "Why are you looking for me, he's married, he's married."

Lin Feng slammed into the wall, feeling dizzy for a while.He pushed the man away forcefully, and said angrily, "This is why you didn't listen to the arrangement and went back to the country privately? Zhang Yang, you've grown up!"

Zhang Yang couldn't calm down, he didn't want to continue talking, and went out in anger.

[The author has something to say: I have a holiday at the end of the month, and I am going to do experiments like crazy recently, and make all the data that can be done temporarily before going home.How about you, are you busy? 】

The Story of Zhang Yang Lin Feng ([-])

Suburbs late at night, Heifengtang.

The hall was brightly lit, and a tense atmosphere spread, and the crowd poured in and out.

Outside the door, Lin Feng leaned lazily in an inconspicuous corner, with a cigarette dangling from the corner of his mouth, watching the chaos with cold eyes.

After a while, some people wept loudly, some sobbed softly.It's like a band that doesn't fit well, harsh and messy.Lin Feng frowned and lifted his legs to leave.

"Master Xiaomu, the hall master sees you." A brother in the hall called to stop him.

Lin Feng looked back at him, staring straight at the man trembling.He held the cigarette in his mouth between his fingers, looked up at the door in front of him, walked to the door, stubbed out the cigarette and threw it away.

There was already a circle of people in the room, and four women in ostentatiously colored cheongsams were holding handkerchiefs and wiping away the few tears they had finally squeezed out.Seven or eight doctors in white coats stood timidly at the foot of the bed, sweating profusely.The senior figures in the hall gathered around the bed, pretending to be sad.

Lying on the bed was a man in his sixties, with a pale face and blood on his chest.

Yes, the old man was shot.

The person was dragged back by Lin Feng, and he still smelled of blood.These days there are so many things to seek revenge, there are always a few who are not afraid of death.

Lin Feng stood at the head of the bed, his eyes looked at Su Xiong's face without any emotion.

Su Xiong saw that he didn't speak, but his eyes were fixed on him, and he grabbed his hand vigorously like a flash of light. Lin Feng looked down and saw a key lying on his hand.

The emerald inlaid gold key is the symbol of the head of the Black Wind Hall. After the old head chooses a successor, he will give this key as a gift.

A trace of doubt flashed in Lin Feng's eyes, before he could raise his head to speak, the hand dropped, and the person on the bed died.

The women clawed at the corpse and howled like a dead father. Lin Feng took a few steps back in annoyance, and stretched out his hand to beckon a few people over.

"Throw it out, it's too noisy."

Women tugged at the foot of the bed, shouting with disheveled hair, fantasizing about some inheritance.Lin Feng picked up the blue and white porcelain teacup on the table and slammed it in front of them. They shrank and didn't dare to say anything.

"If you want to die, stay, and if I count to three and don't leave, I will be buried with the old man." His words were like swords, and the women looked at him in fear.

"Three, two..." He glared at them with sharp eyes, and they had already run away with chaotic footsteps.

A few elders came up to say something to him, Lin Feng hung the key around his neck, "You can handle the funeral according to your needs, don't bother me these few days."

After he finished speaking, he walked out without looking back, as if there was some irresistible scourge behind him.

That night, a few unnamed people sank into the river with dead bodies. Those who didn't know the inside story stayed away, and those who knew kept silent.

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Lin Feng returned to the house he temporarily rented. The decoration here is low-key and warm, which fits his identity as a teacher.

He intentionally approached Song Liang's younger sister Song Xue, and would marry her soon.

Putting on the mask, he is Su Mu, vicious and sinister; taking off the mask, he is Lin Feng, gentle and refined.

He secretly bought 30.00% of the shares of the Song Corporation, and Song Xue accounted for 30.00% of the shares of the Song Corporation. As long as he got Song Xue's shares, taking over the Song Corporation was like picking something out of a pocket.

He wanted to see if Zhang Yang would still love Song Liang when he fell to the bottom and was groping in the dark like him.

I even want to see what tricks Song Liang has that made Zhang Yang remember these years.

The Story of Zhang Yang Lin Feng ([-])

When the door was pushed open vigorously, Lin Feng was lazily leaning on the sofa, crushing the empty beer can in his hand and throwing it on the ground.

He took a new can from the table and opened it, and he waved his hand at the person who came in, "Have a drink?"

Zhang Yang reached out and knocked down the can of wine, "What are you doing here?"

Lin Feng's eyes closely followed the can, and finally fell to the ground.He looked at it for a few seconds, then shook his head lightly, "It's a pity." He reopened a can and took a sip by himself.

"I don't know what your idea is, but if you dare to play Song Liang's idea, I swear you will die a miserable death." Zhang Yang said aggressively.

"Really?" Lin Feng stood up, his eyes were bloodshot, and he stared straight at him, "I think I dared you, you don't even know your name."

"Zhang Yang, I have the final say in Heifengtang now, you'd better not mess with me. I'm going to take Song Liang's life, and you don't want to find out my palm in this lifetime."

Zhang Yang looked disgusted, "Are you sick? Song Liang provoked you, so how can I provoke you?" Feelings prevailed, he had already pressed the person on the sofa without thinking, and his thin lips brushed against the person Pinna, he said softly, "I'm not your pet, don't treat me as your property."

Lin Feng didn't resist at all, he was stunned for a moment and then smiled, "If I'm sick, can you cure me? Doctor Zhang."

Zhang Yang looked at those smiling eyes, somehow he couldn't think of words for a while, the back of his neck felt a little numb, and his consciousness began to slacken.

Lin Feng gently turned the person on the sofa and took out a blanket to cover it. "You were never my pet."

He took his coat from the hanger, put it on, locked the door, and drove an SUV from the garage.

City Z has been gloomy recently, with a lot of rainfall. At this moment, the sky is covered with dark clouds, and it seems that there is another rainstorm.

Recently, there were several batches of goods that were in a hurry to sell. The tricky thing was that he received news that the Green Axe Gang had also come here.

Not long after the car drove along the path, Lin Feng keenly noticed something was wrong.The surrounding area is too quiet, there is no sound of birds and animals.

He drove in the opposite direction from the warehouse, and soon a torrent of rain fell.The line of sight was severely obstructed, and he couldn't hear anything except the sound of rain.

He tried his best to drive steadily, but he was unfamiliar with the road in front of him. After turning a few turns, the road became narrower and the car couldn't pass. Lin Feng pulled out the car key, jumped out of the car and walked into the forest.

He felt a little flustered in his heart, but he didn't dare to stop.

The dense forest was airtight, and he was wet all over, and he didn't know whether it was more rain or sweat on his face.

He touched the copper mask, struggled for a while, took it off, wiped his face, and then put it on properly.

There seemed to be only the sound of rain hitting the ground behind him, but he vaguely heard footsteps around him, getting closer.

There were only five bullets in his gun, and the head-on attack was like hitting a stone with a pebble.It would take an hour for the people from Heifengtang to rush over, so he had to hold on for a while.

There is an abandoned house not far away, so block it.He ran in as fast as he could and closed the door behind him.

A few minutes later, a large number of people rushed in. He saw the timing and shot them cautiously when they got to the house. With five bullets, he killed five people and got five guns by the way.

He tried to break out of the encirclement, but was beaten back again and again.The two sides were at a stalemate, so he simply stayed in the house and stopped rushing out.

After a while, there was commotion outside the door, it seemed that some important person came over, he jumped on the table and waited with peace of mind.

The Story of Zhang Yang Lin Feng ([-])

A familiar voice came through the crack of the door, "Your Excellency, come out, let's chat."

"Hahaha", his slender legs dangled casually under the table, "Master Song, can I trust you?"

At Song Liang's wedding, he was introduced to him by Song Xue, but he didn't have much contact with him. Now he is using a voice changer. If he pretends better, he probably won't find out.

"I haven't been on the road for a day or two. I, Song Liang, keep my word." Song Liang said firmly.

Lin Feng jumped off the table, picked out the best gun among the five guns, loaded it with bullets, and put it on his waist. "Yeah, haha, I've heard about it a long time ago. I don't know what Gang Leader Song wants to talk about?"

Seeing through the crack of the door that the gun had been put away outside the door, he straightened his messy clothes and stood in a safe corner.

The door creaked and was pushed open, and Song Liang walked in alone.

Lin Feng lazily leaned against the wall and looked at him, "I have long admired your name, Chief Song."

Song Liang stared at him gravely. "Your Excellency killed several of my brothers, so you have to give me an explanation anyway."

"Heh, didn't you just say you would let me go? Why, are you going to backtrack?" Lin Feng shook his head, and when he looked up again, there was only killing intent in his eyes.

Thunder roared, and big raindrops slammed down with the strong wind, and no one moved on the field.

"Well, I will let you go. But today I must know who you are." Just as the words fell, Song Liang directly reached for his mask, and the two opened up.

Since Song Liang had given instructions earlier, all the gang members paid close attention to it, and no one acted rashly.

Lin Feng has extraordinary skills, but Song Liang also rolled over in the mud, and his strength is not weak.The mask was almost lifted several times.

After several rounds of entanglement, Lin Feng observed that the man was always protecting his stomach intentionally or unintentionally.A trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, but he didn't hesitate in his action. He kicked Song Liang's abdomen directly.

Song Liang's rhythm was out of order, and he was almost gaining the upper hand.Suddenly a figure kicked his outstretched leg back. He stabilized his figure and saw clearly that it was Ouyang Wan.

Ouyang Wan's movements gradually became sharper, and her strength was far superior to Song Liang's.Lin Feng was physically exhausted, and it was a bit difficult to resist. He observed the encirclement while receiving the move.

The crowd was a little confused due to this sudden change. After receiving a few punches, he found the right time to run to the defensive gap, using the ruined walls as cover, and ran as far as possible.

Gunshots continued behind him, but fortunately the heavy rain weakened his mobility, he told himself that he probably still had a chance to survive.

After running for a certain distance, he was exhausted, but the members of the Green Ax Gang were getting closer and closer.

He was holding on to a big tree and gasping for breath. Suddenly, a gust of air flowed by his side. He quickly pulled out his gun and looked up to see the person coming. His hand holding the gun dropped tremblingly.

"Follow me." Zhang Yang took down the gun, grabbed the hand and ran to the side.

Lin Feng was dragged by him and couldn't say a word, but somehow he settled down in his heart.

The gunshots faded away, and he was stuffed into the back seat of the car. Lin Feng survived the disaster, lying on the seat like a dead body.

There was only the sound of heavy breathing in the space, and Zhang Yang had already started the car and drove towards the city.

A towel was thrown on Lin Feng from the front, and he heard Zhang Yang's calm voice, "Wipe."

Lin Feng raised his head and could only see Zhang Yang's side face. He covered his head with a towel indiscriminately, lay down and did not move.

Zhang Yang glanced through the rearview mirror of the car, frowned, retracted his gaze and concentrated on driving.

The Story of Zhang Yang Lin Feng ([-])

The car wobbled on the muddy mountain road, and Zhang Yang was driving extremely fast. When he thought of the mud splashing on the outer wall of the car at this moment, he was in a bad mood.

"Where are everyone in the hall?" He asked impatiently.I couldn't figure out why I came here, it was not good to pretend to be dizzy in the room, but I wanted to follow him.

Seeing that it was not good for him to be beaten to death, I decided to save him, and the more I thought about it, the angrier I became.

"East warehouse, there are goods out tonight." Lin Feng replied without opening his eyes.

"Where did you throw your car?" Zhang Yang asked.

"I don't know, I don't know that way."

Zhang Yang adjusted his route to the east warehouse, the crackling rain disturbed him even more.

"Here, get out of the car."

"Oh." Lin Feng got up and got out of the car. As soon as the door closed, Zhang Yang stepped up and drove away.

His mind was dazed, he stared blankly at the direction where the blue Mercedes disappeared, and he didn't come back to his senses until Zhao Qing walked beside him.

"Hall Master, what happened?"

"It's okay, let's learn a lesson. How's it going here?" Lin Feng stroked his wet hair.

"No problem, it can be delivered after dark."

"Okay. Add some people to watch, I'm afraid of accidents."

"Yes. You go and change your clothes first."

"Yeah." Lin Feng went straight to the warehouse lounge.

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At ten o'clock in the evening, three whistles came from the warehouse, and the buyer arrived.

"Here is 200 million US dollars, you can order it." The leading man has a long scar on his face, and he speaks and works very neatly.

With a look from Lin Feng, Zhao Qing asked someone to unpack the goods from the warehouse.

There are guns and bullets in neat yards. This business is not what he expected, and people can't help themselves in the rivers and lakes.

"Tell the Acting President, my concessions can only go so far. Please do what he promised me." Lin Feng closed the box, his eyes were rarely serious.

"Hall Master Lin, you can rest assured, you have seen the ability of our Zilin Club over the years."

The Zilin Club, an organization of overseas killers, gathers top talents from all over the world. They are bloodthirsty and mysterious. Whenever they come forward, they never miss.

Because of their secretive whereabouts, not many people actually met them, and Lin Feng did this business because of this.

"Happy cooperation." Lin Feng instructed his brothers to help load the goods into the car.

The rain gradually stopped, the voices of the people dispersed, Lin Feng sat on a chair made of wood at the door of the warehouse, and he was usually decadent.

But at this moment, he was looking straight ahead, his eyes were empty and numb, as if he couldn't see anything.

"Master, it's time for us to go back." After finishing the matter, Zhao Qing walked to his side.

"Uncle Zhao, do you think there is really hell in this world?" Lin Feng still sat still.

"For this deal with Dai Sen, what else did you give them besides these guns?" Zhao Qing pressed him.

Daisen, the president of Zilin Society.There is an unwritten rule in the Zilin Club that every business needs to pay some price.Today's business is not as simple as it seems.

"I'm going to marry Song Xue next week." Lin Feng answered the question out of question.

"Master Xiaomu!" Seeing that he couldn't ask, Zhao Qing fell into panic.

"Uncle Zhao, let's go."

"Mr. Zhang is worthy, why do you make things difficult for yourself?" Zhao Qing followed behind him.

Lin Feng didn't know, and couldn't answer.This batch of guns comes with strings attached.Ten years ago, in order to protect Zhang Yang from being persecuted by the Black Wind Hall, he pawned himself. After the age of 30, his life no longer belongs to him. He will become a knife of the Zilin Club. Dai Sen took a fancy to his ability. He had no choice at that time, and he still has no choice now.

Perhaps, in a person's life, there are always some things that cannot be measured in value but make people happy.

The Story of Zhang Yang Lin Feng ([-])

For this wedding, Lin Feng didn't need to prepare anything other than nodding his head. The wedding scene was all arranged according to Song Xue's preferences.

At this moment, Father Song was tearfully handing his favorite jewel to him, and he also tried his best to pretend to be moved.

The Song Group's status is quite high, and all the prominent figures in City Y sit at the bottom.There were uninterrupted blessings in his ears, and Lin Feng felt like a smiling robot, toasting and nodding non-stop.

Fortunately, his acting skills are good, even standing in front of Song Liang and Ouyang Wan, there is no flaw at all.He has a pair of gentle eyes, as long as he restrains his emotions a little bit, the whole person looks harmless.

After dealing with this situation, Song Xue followed Lin Feng back to the newly bought villa.Standing in the brightly decorated room, Lin Feng felt quite pampered.

On the wedding night, it is reasonable for young couples to have sex, but Lin Feng secretly put sleeping pills in the milk.

He sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the sleeping woman on the bed, took off her coat, pulled off the quilt, closed the door and walked out.

He took a bottle of whiskey from the refrigerator and sat on the patio to drink it.The jasmine flowers were extraordinarily fragrant in this deserted night, Lin Feng looked at the moon in the sky, stretched out his hand but couldn't grab anything.

That night, Zhang Yang stood at the door of Song Liang's house for a long time. He actually recognized Lin Feng without a mask at Song Liang's wedding. Now that Lin Feng married Song Xue, he felt that there must be something wrong with it.

But before he could think about what to say, he heard a whistle, and then saw Song Liang come out over the wall.

Thinking that there was something to do with the Green Ax Gang, he was a member of the Black Wind Hall, and he was not suitable for knowing the secrets of the gang, so he didn't follow up.

The next day he asked Zhang Zhong about Song Liang, and said that some brothers were fished out of the river, and Song Liang disappeared after finishing the matter.

Relying on his own understanding of people, he went directly to the riverside and didn't mention Lin Feng's matter again. He comforted the man and went back to the hospital after a while.

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A few days later, when Zhang Yang came home from get off work, he opened the door and found Lin Feng in the house.

"I'm back." Lin Feng half-lyed on the sofa and greeted him when he came in.

"What's the matter?" Zhang Yang seemed to be used to this person coming uninvited.

"I'm hungry." Lin Feng changed his posture and leaned on the sofa to look at him.

"At this point, how can you not satisfy your appetite?" Zhang Yang sat opposite him.

"One meal for one message, I think you should be very happy." Lin Feng took an orange from the fruit plate and threw it into his mouth.

"I'm not interested, let's go." The door was opened, and Zhang Yang's intention of chasing people away couldn't be more obvious.

"Oh." Lin Feng got up and wiped his hands with a paper towel, walked to Zhang Yang's side and said casually, "Tomorrow morning's headline should be that Song Liang, the president of the Song Corporation, was shot and killed by his enemies. I'll give you the right to know No, you don't want it yourself."

"Stop, speak clearly." Zhang Yang closed the door forcefully and stopped in front of Lin Feng.

Lin Feng turned around and sat back on the sofa, "I want to eat braised pork, spicy fish, and tomato and egg soup."

"You..." Zhang Yang stared at him.

"I just looked at your refrigerator, and there are all these ingredients."

"You know yourself and your enemy." Zhang Yang resignedly opened the refrigerator and took things to the kitchen.

"I just thought you were praising me." Lin Feng said and glanced at the wall clock, "You still have an hour."

After squinting on the sofa for about half an hour, he was woken up by Zhang Yang, and the food was already on the table.

The Story of Zhang Yang Lin Feng ([-])

"Eat, hurry up." Zhang Yang patted the chopsticks in front of him.

Lin Feng took it indifferently, "Sit down and eat with me."

"Don't push yourself." Zhang Yang gritted his teeth and looked at him.

"Then it seems that you won't get the information you want tonight." Lin Feng spread his hands with regret.

Zhang Yang glared at him, took a pair of bowls and chopsticks and sat down in front of him.

Lin Feng ate freely, "Culinary skills have improved." He conveniently picked up a piece of fish and put it in Zhang Yang's bowl.

"What are you doing?" Zhang Yang quickly dumped the things into the trash can as if attacked by a virus.

"Don't take your anger out on the food." The emotion in Lin Feng's eyes flashed.

The two of them didn't talk at the dinner table until Lin Feng put down his chopsticks.

"Let's talk." Zhang Yang couldn't wait any longer.

"There is a hunting activity in the western suburbs tonight, the target is Song Liang, do you want to join?" He asked with a smile.

"If something happens to him, I will definitely kill you." Zhang Yang rushed out of the door, leaving only this sentence.

With a self-deprecating smile on Lin Feng's lips, he also got up quickly and walked out.

The two cars were speeding in the field one after the other, the night was low and Zhang Yang was in a mess.

Finally, the car was unable to move forward due to the road conditions. He heard intense gunshots in the distance, and he pushed open the door and ran over.

Lin Feng followed closely behind, with the fires in front of his eyes one after another, and the voices of people buzzing.He frowned, and it looked like Song Liang and the others had become the turtles in the urn.

Something has to be done.

"Stop." Lin Feng blocked Zhang Yang's way with a bang. "The situation is not good, let's play a game."

"What?" Zhang Yang looked blank.

"Song Liang and Ouyang Wan choose one, you decide." He said as he threw a gun at Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang caught the gun and looked at him with dim eyes. The next second, the muzzle of the gun was aimed directly at Lin Feng's chest.

"You are the one who deserves to die." There was an empty sound, nothing happened, "You didn't load the bullet?!"

In the darkness, Lin Feng was shrouded in low air pressure. He lowered his eyes to suppress his hostility, and walked up to Zhang Yang in a few steps, "Is this the first time you've done murder?"

"You really hate me that much?" He put the loaded gun in Zhang Yang's hand and held his hand, "Since you can't make a decision, then I'll help you."

"This is Song Liang, and that's Ouyang Wan." He swung his gun back and forth between the two chests through the crowd, "I'll count to three and see who is the lucky one."

"No." Zhang Yang's whole hand was trembling, but Lin Feng held it tightly and couldn't break free.

"Three, two...one." Immediately after that, a gunshot rang out, and a bullet flew towards Ouyang Wan's chest.

Song Liang turned his head to face Zhang Yang's face illuminated by the fire, and before he had time to make an expression, he instinctively stepped forward and pushed Ouyang Wan away. With the huge reaction force, he lost his footing and fell down the cliff.

The world suddenly collapsed, Zhang Yang stared fixedly at the empty edge of the cliff, he ran forward with hands and feet, but was dragged by Lin Feng and stuffed into the car.

"You let me down." Zhang Yang added fists and kicks.

Lin Feng locked the car door, clamped his arms and pressed him down. "You can't change anything if you go, but you will be caught." He said flatly.

"You are a lunatic, what on earth do you want to do?" Zhang Yang was very excited.

"I don't want to do anything, just play."

"If you have the ability, kill me directly. Anyway, you have already killed Song Liang, and I'm not bad." Zhang Yang stopped struggling and collapsed on the back seat.

Lin Feng didn't speak, he looked at it and let him go, turned over to the driver's seat and started the car.

Neither of them talked anymore, only the sound of heavy breathing remained in the small space.The car quickly drove out of the field and turned onto the main road.

"The big tree attracts the wind, I'm never the only one who wants to kill him." Lin Feng's voice drifted to the back seat after a long time.

"Zhang Yang, when will you mature."

The Story of Zhang Yang Lin Feng ([-])

Zhang Yang flipped over to the co-driver without making a sound, Lin Feng glanced at him, before he had time to say anything, the man pressed the door lock and jumped out decisively.

"You..." Lin Feng stretched out his hand in a panic, but he didn't grab anything.He slammed on the brakes, and the wheels rubbed against the concrete floor to produce a series of sparks, and finally stopped on the side of the road.

He shook his dizzy head, and the summer night wind poured into his heart with scorching heat. When he opened the car door, he saw the figure limping towards the way it came from without looking back.

"I'll go find it with you." He roared, trembling.

Zhang Yang didn't look back and didn't stop.

Lin Feng started the car, the steering wheel should not block his way. "Get in the car." He poked his head out of the window, a pair of red eyes fixed on him.