After Zhang Feng dropped Ai Rongrong and went home, the Su family welcomed a "dignified" and mysterious guest. There was no grand welcome. Only Wei Long drove to wait outside a toll booth in Tangdu.
The black Audi car is not conspicuous. Wei Long, wearing a black suit, is also not conspicuous, but his expression is full of anxiety and obviously absent-minded.
"Are you Aaron?"
Suddenly, a hoarse voice rang behind him, which frightened Wei Long.
Turning around hurriedly, I saw an old Taoist priest in front of him, wearing a robes of words, white face and needless, looking like 30 or 40 years old, and 70 or 80 years old, with a kind smile, giving people a kind of wanting to be close. feel.
Wei Long got excited and exclaimed: "You... You are a real Fenglei. You have not seen you for more than 20 years. You seem to be younger. I really didn't expect Su Qidong to invite you!"
The old Taoist priest is Fenglei, different from his kind appearance. In the bag behind him, there is a black skull magic weapon. The peach wood sword inserted diagonally behind is also pure black, and there is a string of unknown on the hilt. Bones as decoration.
"You are getting old..."
Just like old friends meeting and reminiscing about the past, the meeting between Wei Long and Feng Lei was unremarkable.
When the two entered the Audi car, the first words the old Taoist spoke revealed his nature.
"Is the young girl ready? I need a lot of Yuan Yin."
"Twenty-four young girls, the youngest is 14 years old, the eldest is 16 years old, hehehe..."
It was a conversation between two old satyrs.
Feng Lei laughed, stretched out his hand and patted Wei Long on the shoulder, and said, "Along, you and Xiao Su worked so hard to create the Su family back then. You have also seen the prosperity of the world. Are you interested in studying the longevity with me? Surgery?"
Upon hearing this, the smile on Wei Long's face disappeared, and he respectfully responded: "A real person, I am a common man. There is no Fuze who is watching the way of heaven. Let's be an ordinary person, old and sick. It is my blessing that you can help me a lot."
Master Feng Lei nodded noncommittal, his face changed, and he no longer felt familiar with an old friend meeting.
Without words all the way, the Audi did not return to the Sujia Manor, but came to an elegant mountain village on the outskirts.
"Real people, we are here."
Wei Long got off first
, Opened the door to Master Feng Lei, standing aside respectfully.
"What about people?"
Feng Lei Zhenren swam his eyes and looked, and there was a joyful look on his face.
Wei Long clapped his hands quickly, and the lights came on with a few clicks.
Twenty or thirty meters away, a villa was lit up. The entrance of the villa was dressed up as a stage by the brilliant lights. A dozen young women in cool clothes and light leaks appeared all over the place, and the opening was a modern one. Dance performance.
The real person Feng Lei looked intently, his Adam's apple kept rolling, and the baggage on his back and the mahogany sword were thrown on the ground.
"Really, these women are prepared for you. The training time is a little short, and the dances are very ordinary. Please forgive me." Wei Long apologized quietly from the side.
Master Feng Lei waved his hand indifferently, turned his head, and there was a vicious expression on his face, as scary as a ghost.
"From now on, no one is allowed to enter the villa, whoever enters, whoever dies!"
When the gust of wind blew, Wei Long shivered several times in a row. He quickly agreed, turned around and jumped into the car, and drove away from the villa.
And Feng Lei did not have the anxious expression before. With a flick of his long sleeves, the yin wind hit again, accompanied by bursts of weird fragrance, all the dancing women in front of the villa stopped, and stayed in place. Do not move.
"Jie Jie Jie... Twenty young girls, Yuan Yin, wait until the deity is refined, and the skill will go further. Killing the master is like slaughtering a dog!"
After a rampant grinning, the old Taoist did not move under his feet, and floated towards the villa like zombies.
Twenty-four little girls, who were no more than sixteen years old, followed him into the villa with a bang, the door closed, and wild laughter sounded again.
"Ka Ka..." The thunder was rolling, and there was a heavy rain in Tang City in the autumn night.
Seeing that the rain was too heavy, Wei Long parked the Audi car on the side of the road, turned off and raised his hand, his hands were shaking.
"That demon way!"
With a deep growl, Wei Long was full of anger and beat the steering wheel heavily.
With his insidiousness, he is also quite disgusted with the manners of the real person Fenglei, because he knows that when the demon way comes out of the villa, only 24 corpses will be left behind.
And those young girls in the season were sent in by themselves.
"Woo... I shouldn't be like this..."
A strong sense of guilt is entangled in my heart, this Su family chief
At home, the man who everyone calls "Uncle Long" actually started crying in the car.
…
"It's raining."
Zhang Feng had just gotten out of the taxi, and it was pouring rain on his head, forcing him to hide in the guard room at the gate.
The wind and rain outside the door suppressed his low spirits to the extreme.
"There is always a bad feeling, what is it?" Zhang Feng muttered.
Everyone will have times when they are down, and Zhang Feng has also had them, but this time, the depression is inexplicable.
Because of Ai Rongrong
Do not!
He denied this idea himself.
"Mr. Zhang, the rain is too heavy. You can hide here for a while and smoke a cigarette." The young security guard in the guard room came over and handed a cigarette happily.
Zhang Feng picked it up easily. The security guard knew him well. He used to greet the security guard every day when he went shopping for food.
The cigarettes are very cheap, eight yuan a pack, the smoke enters the lungs, an inexplicable thought suddenly jumped out.
"The Su family has big moves!"
Zhang Feng shouted directly.
"Ah? What is it, what is the big move?" The security guard was startled, and the smoke fell out, and he hurried to pick it up, smoking like dust.
"It's okay, I remembered that the fire was not turned off at home!"
Making up an excuse indiscriminately, Zhang Feng ran away, rushed into the rain curtain, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
The security guard was stunned, thinking he had seen a ghost, closed the door with a slam, hiding in the room shivering...
Performing light work, he went directly to Villa 48, and Zhang Feng slammed the door.
"Who?"
"Me, Zhang Feng!"
The door opened, and Ding Xiaoshan, wearing pajamas, stood at the door. There were seven or eight guards who were resting on shifts behind him. Everyone was holding weapons in their hands. It was Zhang Feng, and then they relaxed.
"The sect master, you... What are you doing like this?" Ding Xiaoshan quickly let Zhang Feng into the house and asked others to get Zhang Feng towels.
"I have something to say, go to your room." Zhang Feng said solemnly.
Ding Xiaoshan understood what Zhang Feng meant, and quickly let others go to rest, and quickly led Zhang Feng to his room on the second floor, which was the master bedroom.
Entering the house, Zhang Feng walked to the window, looking at the rain with a gloomy face, and said solemnly: "I have a very bad feeling. I am afraid that something will happen. You will immediately take the wife to the safe house tomorrow morning. Entourage with people!"
(End of this chapter)