In the 1960s, my whole family was murdered by my enemies.

Zhang Lin said in a deep voice: "To be honest with you, Mr. He, last time, I felt that Chen Feng looked familiar, and his aura was a little strange."

"I just observed secretly and found that this Chen Feng looks a bit like a gangster I accidentally saw before."

"Not only that, their auras are also very similar."

"He used to be a soldier, and he smells of blood."

Mr. He reminded.

Actually, Zhang Lin couldn't tell the difference. After all, Chen Feng had been a soldier for several years and a bodyguard for several years, so he no longer had any trace of a gangster.

But it doesn't stop her from editing.

The story was so convincing that Mr. He couldn't tell it apart, but he would rather believe it.

"To be honest with Brother Wang and Brother Xiao, we just happen to have a batch of goods to send out today."

After some hesitation, Mr. He decided to trust his intuition.

Between Wang Da and Chen Feng, he actually felt that Wang Da was more trustworthy.

And, in the past, his keen judgment had helped him a lot.

"Mr. He had better take another route."

Needless to say, Mr. He had already made a decision.

Although some other routes require going around other provinces and adding a day or two to the journey, compared to saving one's life, a detour is nothing.

There are several routes, and no one can be sure which one he will choose in the end.

"One more thing. I have been very unlucky in the past few months. I am not sick, but I always feel uncomfortable."

It has come to this point, and Mr. He has decided to give it his all and try again.

When he asked this question, he actually didn't have much hope.

After returning to the capital last time, an elder in his family who knew a little bit about Feng Shui secretly looked at it, but didn't see any problems...

Zhang Lin looked unhappy.

"Mr. He, have there been any people with strong luck around you in the past one or two years?"

"Is your luck very strong?"

Mr. He pondered for a while, and finally his eyes darkened.

"There is a friend's son who moved into my house a year ago. He is a young talent with a strong aura. Everything he does goes smoothly. He is no worse than I was in the first half of my life."

really!

If he is really a lucky protagonist, then only the male protagonist can make Mr. He like this.

After so many battles with the lucky heroine and the lucky male and female supporting characters, she has almost figured out their ways.

Although the lucky male and female protagonists cannot directly seize luck, as long as the people they hate or want to deal with often come into contact with them, or even are secretly harmed by them, their luck will be seriously affected.

When luck has too much influence, the other party will be in trouble without them even having to continue taking action.

"Mr. He, if you want to go out, you can change your means of transportation."

Zhang Lin's words made Mr. He look very ugly.

"Mr. He takes care of himself."

Zhang Lin accepted the money but refused the tiger skin.

Seeing this, Mr. He added another thousand yuan.

His life is worth more than just this little money.

As long as he is sure that what the Wang father and son said are correct this time, they will be his benefactors from now on, and he will definitely repay them well!

Unfortunately, he would never have thought that this would be the last time Zhang Lin and his partner would appear as the father and son of the Wang family...

"I have a red string here, which I once prayed for..."

Mr. He immediately understood what was left unsaid.

He used to not believe in these things, but the bad experiences in the past six months, coupled with the nagging of his elders, made him start to become superstitious.

Mr. He silently took out another five hundred yuan.

Zhang Lin walked away with a smile.

The corners of Zhang Guosheng's mouth twitched secretly.

When did his little bastard become a charlatan? This is the hairband he bought for him last time.

Is that the bracelet she used to modify?

Mr. He looked at the red rope for a long time but couldn't see anything special about it, but since the money had already been spent, he chose to put it in his pocket.

You can't take him with you.

After leaving the yard, Zhang Lin saw the disguised Qin Chengfeng again at the entrance of the black market alley.

[It feels even more obvious now. This Qin Chengfeng must be related to our Zhang family.]

Zhang Lin was surprised.

This time, the sense of intimacy from Qin Chengfeng was even clearer.

Qin Chengfeng also sensed something and turned his head, only to see two backs.

One of them seemed somewhat like the person I met before.

"Who is that?"

Zhang Guosheng was a little surprised. He had never seen that young comrade before, so how could he say that he was related to their family?

"The hunters from the big group in the mountains next to my hometown."

[If I'm not mistaken, Qin Chengfeng is a villain with great luck, and his luck is not much worse than that of the male protagonist. ]

[Even the lucky heroine wants to cling to him after her rebirth. 】

Zhang Guosheng's expression froze. How could such a person be related to their family?

That guy looked like he was in his teens. Could he be their future husband?

Oh shit!

Thinking of this possibility, he wanted to hit someone!

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

This is at least a dozen years difference, he doesn't agree!

"My dear, be careful when choosing a partner in the future. Don't look for an old man."

Zhang Lin was dumbfounded.

Do you want to listen to what you are saying?

I'm only four years old, Dad, what are you talking about!

Besides, speaking of old men, uh, do you have a say?

In your previous life, weren't you more than twelve years older than my mom, almost thirteen years older?!

Zhang Guosheng looked at the cute Zhang Lin and rubbed his nose feeling a little embarrassed.

Isn't he worried?

After all, although Guaiguai is only four years old now, her soul has already reached adulthood. Who knows if she will bring a man back to her one day...

"You think too much. I don't plan to find a partner."

Zhang Lin shook his head.

[Although I feel a sense of familiarity with this Qin Chengfeng, it’s not that kind of person. I just don’t know who in the family is entangled with him. ]

Zhang Lin racked her brains but couldn't figure out how Qin Chengfeng was involved with them.

This sense of familiarity is not just about the relationship between ordinary good friends, it is very likely that they will become a family!

[No way, my aunt wouldn't be so young as to eat young grass, right? ]

Zhang Lin was suddenly shocked.

Zhang Guosheng couldn't bear to watch it.

Guaiguai also said that he was overthinking it. What was she thinking? How could Zhang Yuhua be with such a little brat?

Neither of them agreed with the other's idea.

Zhang Lin has not removed the monitoring talisman placed on Chen Feng.

Not long after they left, Mr. He asked Ergou to change his car, because he felt that the current car was too old and it was not safe for long-distance travel.

Chen Feng's heart skipped a beat and he broke out in a cold sweat.

Could it be that Mr. He really discovered something unusual?

Will not.

He did it very covertly, and with the help of that man's people, Ergou, who went with him to maintain the vehicle, did not notice the problem.

Even if you ask someone to check it, if they are not very professional, they may not be able to find the problem.

Chen Feng forced himself to calm down and continued to follow the convoy.

Sure enough, after leaving the next county, Mr. He wanted to change his route, and Chen Feng became anxious.

But he couldn't act too excessively. Mr. He was too shrewd. He seemed to be paying attention to him because of the incident with Wang Da. He didn't dare to act rashly.

However, Mr. He's car had been tampered with and he could only drive it for a while before something bad happened.

Chen Feng lowered his face, looking extremely gloomy.

It seems that this time I can only earn enough money to buy my life.

He was not reconciled.

The goods delivered this time are very valuable and can be enough for him to spend for many years.

Don’t blame him. If you want to blame someone, blame someone else. Someone wants to buy Mr. He’s life!