If Qin Zhanfeng had not experienced the two battles himself, he would not have known the existence of the ghost war god, and the two missions were commanded by Qin Zhanfeng. He is grateful and fond of the ghost killing god, and I really want to know this patriot. .
But I didn’t want to, I accepted the help of the Ghost Killer for the third time today...
No, it's not certain that Zhang Feng is the ghost killer!
Qin Zhanfeng tried hard to calm himself down, staring at Zhang Feng with piercing eyes.
"The ghost kills the god?"
When Zhang Feng heard this name from Qin Zhanfeng, he couldn't help laughing. He walked in the dark, and many people nicknamed himself, but it was the first time he heard of the name Ghost Killer.
Others gave themselves nicknames, how ugly, how evil came, on the contrary, it was Dragon Scale, which had no conflict of interest, and gave himself a mysterious and legendary nickname.
"Who gave me the nickname?"
Zhang Feng asked with a smile, very curious about this person.
Qin Zhanfeng was dumbfounded by Zhang Feng, because Zhang Feng was too calm and casual. There was no murderous intentions all over his body, but he appeared to be too nervous.
However, if Zhang Feng is really a ghost killer, then there is no need to be nervous. With his own ability, Zhang Feng will die if he kills.
"I don't know, this is the secret of the organization." Qin Zhanfeng responded.
Zhang Feng nodded and smiled and said, "Is there anything else the uncle has? If not, I'm going to take Xiaoxuan home. It's really meaningless to stay here."
"Wait."
Qin Zhanfeng was a little anxious. He stepped forward and asked nervously, "Zhang Feng, are you really a ghost killer? Is there any evidence?"
Zhang Feng stopped and said without looking back: "Do I need to prove that I am me?"
After speaking, she walked leisurely to Ye Qingxuan's side and gently embraced her waist. Ye Qingxuan looked back and smiled. The happy expression on her face, as well as the creatures with eyes, can be seen.
Of course Qin Zhanfeng could see it too, but he paid more attention to Zhang Feng. When Zhang Feng turned around, he saw the petting expression on Zhang Feng's face. In his slightly squinted eyes, love was showing, which was definitely not a fake.
"There has been no news of the ghost killing the gods for many years. Could it be that he really retired and married Xiaoxuan?"
The iron-like strong-willed soldier murmured.
Qin Zhanfeng couldn't figure it out, and he didn't intend to continue thinking that the ghost killing god was Zhang Feng's news, and he had to report it to Longlin.
Supposedly, before Zhang Feng and Ye Qingxuan left, he walked out of the small courtyard, returned to his Chevrolet car, and made a call.
Zhang Feng Yuguang caught a glimpse of Qin Zhanfeng leaving the yard, and the corners of his mouth raised an inexplicable arc.
"Husband, what are you laughing at?" Ye Qingxuan had only Zhang Feng in her eyes, and the slight change in her expression could not escape her eyes.
Zhang Feng smiled even better, squeezed his wife's small face, and whispered: "In China, the power of the dark night gate is too weak. I plan to bait and fish for us to catch an ally."
"It's like fishing." Ye Qingxuan pouted, "Your bait is the emerald necklace, right, and the fish that bit the hook is the uncle, right?"
Zhang Feng nodded leisurely, admiring Ye Qingxuan's intelligence.
Ye Qingxuan sighed faintly, and said, "Husband, my uncle is very good to me, don't count him too deeply, okay?"
Zhang Feng touched her delicate hair bun and nodded: "Uncle is someone my wife has little close to. How can I count him? This experience will only benefit him, don't worry."
Ye Qingxuan relaxed, took a long breath, put her head on Zhang Feng's chin, and whispered: "Husband, I don't understand about the dark night gate, but you are not allowed to dislike me. I will wait for you to teach me slowly, and I will make one. The qualified doorkeeper's wife."
Zhang Feng naturally did not respond, and embraced his wife, treating the guests in the yard as if there was nothing, and enjoying the tenderness that belonged to them.
At this moment, in a room on the second floor of the villa, behind the window, two pairs of eyes were staring at the two people downstairs, with a bitter expression.
"Cousin, can you watch?"
The people standing behind the window are Ren Jiafeng and Liu Peijun.
Hearing Ren Jiafeng's words, Liu Peijun snorted heavily: "What if you can't stand it? That Zhang Feng is not easy. He sent a Bugatti Veyron worthy of 50 million yuan if he casually shot it!"
"What... Is he still in love?"
Ren Jiafeng's focus is not on luxury sports cars, but on "love fu".
Liu Peijun smiled a few times and pointed to the two people downstairs, "Cousin, you can't think of it, Ye Qingxuan and his married husband
It seemed to be affectionate, but she didn't know that Zhang Feng was raising a lover outside, and he was a generous person. He got Bugatti within an hour and frightened me. "
Ren Jiafeng didn't have any thoughts of the same enemy, on the contrary, her eyes staring at Zhang Feng became very bright and full of possessiveness.
A rich and capable man should belong to me!
She was crying in her heart, Ren Jiafeng bit her lip, her breathing became rapid.
"Cousin, do you still want Ye Qingxuan, even if she is a married woman?"
"Ok?"
Liu Peijun was surprised for a while, his brows gradually tightened, and then his eyes widened and became excited, "Cousin, I say something bad, a woman is just a tool to me, let alone Ye Qingxuan only married once, even if she has been married. Ten times eight times, as long as she can bring me enough benefits, I don't care!"
Hearing this, Ren Jiafeng showed an evil smile on his face, "It seems that our goals are basically the same, then, let's cooperate!"
"Cooperate to cooperate, but what do you want to do?"
Ren Jiafeng thought for a while and stretched out her hand to point to Ye Qingxuan's back, "Cousin, the most important thing for a woman is her man's trust. If we want to dismantle Ye Qingxuan and Zhang Feng, we must first destroy the trust between them."
"How to destroy?"
Liu Peijun became irritable, and his spying on Ye Qingxuan was definitely not only money, but also her beauty.
Ren Jiafeng waved to Liu Peijun, asked him to come to him, and whispered for a while, Liu Peijun's expression gradually became agitated, and his fists kept closing.
"Okay, I'll take care of this, but you just stand by and take advantage of it for nothing?" Liu Peijun asked, he didn't want to be used as a gun by his cousin.
Both of them are the same kind of villain, they only believe in themselves, no matter how close the others are, they will never believe them all.
Ren Jiafeng tucked her hair in her ears, and said pretendingly, "Cousin, don't you want the Qin family's property?"
If you succeed in taking down Ye Qingxuan, let's join hands again. With the abilities of my eldest uncle, second uncle, and old aunt, can we be better than us
After the event is over, we will divide the Qin family's industry five to five! "
Liu Peijun groaned for a moment, nodded heavily, then took out his cell phone and walked to the side to make a call...
(End of this chapter)