Rebirth of Chen An

From Ivanov's point of view, Lu Feng is just a severe Stockholm Syndrome patient.

This kid named Lu Feng was picked up by Chen Changan when an accident happened in Africa. Lu Feng's parents died in a war between African tribes.

Obviously the person who sold the guns to the African tribe was Chen Chang'an, and those guns killed Lu Feng's parents, but Lu Feng followed Chen Chang'an in the end.

Ivanov didn't know why Chen Chang'an took Lu Feng away at that time, maybe it was because during the war, Chen Chang'an's younger brother also died, and Lu Feng looked very much like his younger brother when he was a child.

The first time Ivanov met Lu Feng was at an internal meeting of an arms dealer.

At that time, Chen Changan had been raised at home for a year because of his body injury, and when he came out again, he was surrounded by a malnourished boy in his early teens, who followed him like a loyal dog. Beside Chen Changan, with his head down, remained silent.

No one paid special attention to that young man named Lu Feng until someone spoke rudely to Chen Changan during the banquet, that boy pulled out a gun from his arms and shot that guy in the head, and Lu Feng was just a boy when he was a child It's only been a year with Chen Chang'an.

There was no anger, no revenge, only full loyalty and madness hidden in his eyes, and this loyalty and madness without complaint or regret also made Lu Feng the designated successor of Chen Changan.

"When he was in Africa, although Chen Changan survived, he was also shot. Over the years, he has gradually handed over his business to you, which means that sooner or later he will give up his seat to you due to physical reasons. .”

Ivanov spoke fluent Mandarin. He exhaled white smoke in Lu Feng's direction and sneered, "Why are you so eager to usurp his seat?"

"This has nothing to do with you, Ivanov." There was no expression on the man's face, as cold as a robot.

"Is he really dead, Chen Chang'an, is that cunning man like an old fox really dead?" Ivanov's eyes pressed tightly on Lu Feng, as if he wanted to cut open Lu Feng's chest. Whether what Lu Feng said was true or false.

"Or did you hide him?"

With Ivanov's pressing questions, a cold light flashed in Lu Feng's eyes: "I have no room to talk to you."

Several bodyguards behind Lu Feng made gestures to pull out their guns. Ivanov clicked his tongue and shook his finger wearing a pigeon blood-like ruby ​​ring.

"Relax, you have to know that if I die here, it will not be a good thing for you."

As if he got the information he wanted, Ivanov walked towards Lu Feng slowly, smoking a cigar.

He paused when he passed by, and looked at the sharp side face of the other party as if cut by a blade, he smiled softly, and said firmly, "You are reluctant to kill Chen Chang'an."

Without looking at Lu Feng again, Ivanov strode out of the dim room, and he could feel Lu Feng's knife-like eyes projecting on him.

Ivanov raised the corner of his mouth mockingly, was he right?

Chen Chang'an, Chen Chang'an, where is you old fox? If I had known that you were so easy to deal with, I should have found a chance to get you.

Slowly exhaling a puff of smoke, Ivanov threw the remaining cigar on the ground and stamped it out with his feet, flickering on and off, and finally fell into dead silence.