After marrying Bai Yueguang, the vest fell off

Zhang Yang came to Z City this time, except for himself, he only brought money with him. He had nothing but work to spend these years.

He also had only one purpose in this trip, which was to release that person on bail. If Lin Feng really killed someone and was sentenced to death, then he would also leave with him. The pain of losing someone is too painful, he should not be alone live in this world.

He hurried to the police station, and the result made him feel more at ease. The evidence was insufficient, and he was allowed to be released on bail, but he was not allowed to leave the country, and he had to obey the summons at any time.

Lin Feng was released by the police officer, his whole body was covered in black, he seemed lifeless.When he saw Zhang Yang, his eyes flickered, and soon completely disappeared. He walked past him, as if passing by the air.

Zhang Yang stretched out his hand to grab him, and the two were in a stalemate. "I bailed you out."

"So?" Lin Feng turned his head to look at him, waiting for the next sentence.

"So come with me, okay?" Zhang Yang acted like a rascal.

"Why are you looking for me? Dean Zhang, it's not in line with what you want if I don't pester you. I really don't understand what you are doing now." Lin Feng brushed his hand away and was about to leave, "Don't bother me gone."

Seeing that he couldn't stop him, Zhang Yang raised his head in a panic, standing where he was at a loss.

At this time, a police officer stopped Lin Feng, "Sir, you need to stay with your bailman until we close the case, and we will contact your bailor at any time to understand the situation."

It was like a god descending, and Zhang Yang was so grateful.Lin Feng looked back at Zhang Yang, without any emotion in his eyes.

Zhang Yang walked over a few steps and looked at him with a smile, "Are you hungry? Let's go eat."

Lin Feng was pulled forward by him, with his hands in his pockets, neither refusing nor speaking.

Zhang Yang came in a hurry and didn't have any preparations. The two took a taxi at the intersection. When the driver asked about the destination, he scratched his head and looked at Lin Feng, "Is there any shop you can recommend?"

Lin Feng glanced at him indifferently, parted his thin lips, and mentioned a random location. The driver gave them a strange look, and was forced back by the coldness in Lin Feng's eyes. He shrank his neck and started the car to go to the destination.

When he arrived at the place, Zhang Yang understood why the driver had that expression just now. The place Lin Feng said was a small noodle shop in a slum.

To be honest, Zhang Yang has never been to such a place since he grew up. The ingredients prepared by the boss are not only noodles in white plastic bags, but also a bag of vegetables. I don’t know if they have been washed or not. Anyway, the mud spots on the bag are clearly visible. .

Lin Feng didn't want to pay attention to Ouyang Wan at the moment, so he went straight forward and ordered a noodle.Zhang Yang was neither standing nor sitting there, no matter how he looked at it, he was out of place.

The noodle stall owner grabbed a handful of noodles with his bare hands and threw them into the pot, and then threw a few slices of vegetables. He turned around and asked Zhang Yang, "Would you like a bowl too, sir?"

Lin Feng glanced at Zhang Yang, and quickly averted his gaze.Zhang Yang still stood still, watching as the boss took out the noodles, poured soy sauce, sprinkled some salt, and brought them to Lin Feng.

Lin Feng took out a pair of chopsticks from the bamboo tube and started eating like no one else was there.Zhang Yang was a little embarrassed, took a deep breath and walked over to sit opposite him, then turned his head and shouted at the boss, "Boss, give me a bowl too."

"Okay." The boss grabbed another handful of noodles and threw them into the pot.

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

The old-fashioned residential buildings have been in disrepair for a long time and have long been abandoned.The ground is full of broken bricks and tiles, a mess.

Lin Feng was wearing a set of gray sportswear, with a black mask covering his face, leaning against a fairly solid wall in boredom.

He was really bored waiting, staring at the stagnant water falling from the eaves in front of him, counting drop by drop.

One, two, three... nine hundred 91, nine hundred 92...

Nine hundred and ninety-seven.

"Are you looking for me?" A boy came to him from a distance.

Lin Feng raised his head, "Fortunately, it's not a thousand."

"what?"

"It's nothing." Someone once told him that when he counted to one thousand, he should let himself go.

"What do you want from me?" The boy was a little impatient, his eyes full of suppressed anger.

"Don't look at me like that, Zhang Yang, you can't beat me now." Lin Feng walked up to him and reached out to touch his eyebrows.

Zhang Yang took a step back, "What do you want to do?"

"Heifengtang lacks a capable doctor, I think you are suitable." Lin Feng withdrew his hand and looked at him in his pocket.

"What do you mean?" Zhang Yang leaned against the wall slightly, looking aggressive.

Lin Feng took out a suitcase from the corner and put it in front of him, "Here is 15 US dollars. If you go to the United States, you should have a good development."

Zhang Yang kicked over the box, and the banknotes scattered all over the floor. "Who do you think you are, qualified to plan my life." The anger on his face could no longer be suppressed.

"Your father's matter, tomorrow I will present the evidence to the new head of the Green Axe Gang, do you think it's okay?" Lin Feng looked at the ground, as if he was annoyed, and he was about to walk towards the intersection.

"Stop...I promise you." Zhang Yang knew that he was powerless, "But I have one condition, tell me who you are."

"Do you think you are qualified to negotiate terms?" Lin Feng stepped back in front of him. He was half a head shorter than Zhang Yang, but the oppressive feeling he brought did not diminish at all.

"Zhang Yang, while I can still speak well, behave yourself and go to the United States. It's best not to contact people here. If I'm in a bad mood one day, it's your fault that your brother died on the street. .”

"You..." The eyes under the mask were obviously smiling, but Zhang Yang felt a shudder.

Lin Feng glanced at his watch, it was almost eleven o'clock, "Bon voyage, I will see you." He didn't have time to talk anymore, he left in a hurry, walked a few steps and threw out another card.

"I will send you money occasionally."

"I don't want it." Zhang Yang shouted looking at the figure that was about to disappear at the corner of the street.

"You'd better not refuse." The voice came from a distance, not loud but full of displeasure.

Zhang Yang leaned against the wall for a while before he recovered. He leaned over and picked up the scattered US dollars back into the box. The card was tightly held in his hand until the tiger's mouth was bleeding, and he got up and picked up the box and went out. Walk.

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Lin Feng almost ran wildly on his motorcycle, panting heavily and threw the car outside the gate of Heifengtang.

"Master Xiaomu, the hall master is waiting for you." The servant led him into the house.

When Lin Feng entered the door, Su Xiong was lying on the couch hugging left and right, and saw him send the woman out with a flick of his hand.

Lin Feng stood by the door, as if he didn't see anything.

"You're here." Su Xiong sat up.

"Ah."

"There was a gun battle outside the city last night, what did you do?" Su Xiong picked an orange from the fruit plate and shook it up and down in his hand.

"No." Lin Feng replied calmly.

A gust of wind swept through the orange and hit his knees, forcing Lin Feng to half kneel.

"I don't know, you have 100 million appearance fees now, where is the money?"

"Going to a brothel." An apple hit his other leg, and Lin Feng knelt and obeyed.

"White-eyed wolf, I'm not familiar with it. Don't be an eyesore here, go to the front of the hall."

"Yes."

The bamboo whip soaked in salt was swung sixty times, and Lin Feng's entire back was smashed. There were many people watching around in the yard, and no one dared to step forward to help him.

He wobbled on the wooden bench under him, stood up and walked towards the gate. His bruised back seemed to be numb, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

This article has been turned over, and it is worth 100 million for a meal.

It's just that fool, can you stop hating him so much...

[The author has something to say: Tonight, please read this first, and I will continue to write the previous follow-up tomorrow night.

The world is more beautiful than you imagine

start again with love

Love yourself, love you, love this world even more]