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"You don't need me to tell you. If I don't know where you are, how am I supposed to be your head of intelligence?"

"Did she really not tell you? How do you know? "What's more, you're not here to gather information on me, but on Mister Liang."

"Your phone has a GPS. I can detect it here. The bar you frequent has our eyes."

"Spying on me?"

"Can I protect you?!" You are powerless, why don't you train with us everyday? "

"… …." Forget it, don't tell anyone else.

"Hehe …"

"Let's get down to business. Have you found out anything about that girl?"


"What do you mean, blank?"

"She doesn't have any information. It's as if she just appeared out of nowhere."


"That's why it's very dangerous!"

"No way, such a sweet little girl …"

"You're interested?"

"How would I dare!"

"Remember the green bamboo snake's mouth, the wasp tail on the needle. "Of the two reasons, yes, it's the most venomous woman's heart."

"Alright, alright, is teaching me a lesson addictive? I've been taught a lesson tonight. "Good night."

Feng sat in the dessert shop of Peiyue Wu, quietly drinking black tea. The weather was cold, and black tea warmed his stomach.

"Sister Leng, did you find anything?" Sister Leng is Bi Yuewu, her real name is Leng YuJie, a classic beauty.

"You've taken a fancy to that little girl? Let's see how you explain it to Little Sister Lin, hmph. " "Sister Leng also showed no mercy." I checked her background and realized that she doesn't have any information at all. It's really scary. Even I, who just stepped into the world, couldn't compare to her in such a short period of time. " Before Bi Yuewu joined the 28 Star Constellation, he had a very powerful identity, which was a commercial spy. Moreover, the cold beauty was the standard cold beauty. The killing power of a beauty was unstoppable.

"Then what does Sister Leng think this girl is doing here?" Feng smiled as he asked, taking a sip of tea.

"Perhaps she really has taken a fancy to you. Yesterday, I noticed her eyes and they seemed to be the Purple Eye Soul Search. However, while chatting with you, she didn't seem to be of any use." Sister Leng also smiled sweetly.

"Purple Eye Soul Search … Were they from the Southern Wilderness? I really can't tell where it came from. " Feng muttered to himself.

Purple pupils were extremely rare, and were rarely seen in a hundred years. It was relatively easy to find purple pupils among the many races in Europe. The purple pupils in history were mostly worshipers of the imperial court. They were dedicated to serving the gods, helping the overbearing overlords to sleep soundly. purple pupils were innately capable of sleeping peacefully, and those who possessed purple pupils were able to cultivate the eye technique with twice the results and half the effort. In the past, the Yimeng Mountain's Gu Poison Sect produced a madman with purple eyes, who had trained in the art of Soul Search. His wish was actually to use his vision to control the world, allowing everyone to live in the spiritual world that he imagined. The mental energy of an ordinary member of the Sect may be insignificant, but the mental energy of five thousand members of the Sect would cause a backlash on the original body. Such an evil and terrifying eye technique, can such a pure and beautiful girl really do it?

"Are you going to the bar today?" She and Lin were good sisters, or more accurately, they were Lin's elder sister. Of course, she did not want to see Feng Zhaofeng, and in addition, they were probably ghost butterflies.

"Somehow, I feel like that girl gives me an indescribable feeling of familiarity. I want to understand, moreover, I don't think she has any ill intentions." Feng was very confident in his eyes. Even though he had never practiced eye arts, but a naturally depressed person like Feng had a certain innate talent for hypnosis, and seemed to have something to do with his consciousness. Feng did not go into detail, but there was indeed a master of eye arts who had asserted that Feng's eyes were naturally bright eyes.

"Fine, you can choose to go, but …" Sister Leng wanted to say something but hesitated.

"Don't tell Lynn, or the world will be in chaos." Feng hastily said.

"A glass of Chivas and ice, and a glass of blueberry juice for no rum." Feng arrived at the bar early in the morning and sat in an inconspicuous seat in the back, waiting for the call.

The ditty song was still sweet, but it was Asan's "Always Be Quiet", so there was a layer of faint sadness. Many of the people in the bar had been troubled by the past, so the shop's Chivas and vodka sold exceptionally well.

Feng did not like mixed cocktails. The alcohol he drank was almost all pure. Occasionally, he would add a piece of lemon or perhaps there was only ice, allowing the true color of the liquor to appear in front of him. It was real, cruel, and thorough. Sugar can give liquor the best camouflage, but it's not often there's sugar in life.

"Little girl, can you sing 'Moth'?" There was clearly a drinker who drank too much, he actually ordered a song of Yu Quan for a little girl to sing.

"That's a man's song. It won't grow out, but he'll definitely sing it, and it'll definitely be good!" Don't you think so? " A few slender fingers passed through the crowd and pointed towards Feng, who was holding a cup.

This little girl actually knew how to hold the masses hostage. She wasn't simple, ah. The crowd began to stir, "Brother Feng, ah, I haven't heard you sing for a long time. Let's invite Brother Feng to sing!" "Give me one!" "Come, Brother Feng." Applause, everyone! "

Feng Xiaoxiao, Feng Feng really knows this song, and he really likes it. Feng picked up the glass of blueberry juice and confidently walked over. He took the guitar and handed the blueberry juice to Ye Ci, rubbing her hair, "It's yours."

After the long cold winter night when the black thought I would turn into a butterfly and fly out of the cocoon, I knew that love's sad beauty falls in love with a thorny rose. There was no way back! The fire burned all my love like a moth! I flew into the fire with all my might! I flew into the fire like a moth! I flew into the fire like a moth! No one wanted to taste the burnt beauty! I flew into the fire like a moth! I flew into the fire like a dead moth!

She had originally wanted to tease this good-natured Feng for a bit, but who would have thought that he would actually sing so well. His usually magnetic voice was currently slightly hoarse, but it had the perfect vicissitudes of life, and it was even better than her singing.

After Feng walked off the stage, Dot was still in a trance when he suddenly realized Feng was walking towards him amidst a burst of applause. He didn't even know what to say, what was Feng saying? Next, let's invite our beautiful singers to sing on stage … "Please..." Was it because he was singing? He had walked onto the stage like a little mad. He had sung for a whole night without knowing what was going on. Thus, all the customers had simply drunk quite a bit because of "Moth" and did not notice it at all.

Feng could clearly hear the difference in the singing. What was in this girl's heart?

"Thank you for the blueberry juice. Thank you for the song." He whispered.

"It's nothing. But you, your condition tonight isn't right. Hehe, who are you thinking about?" Feng asked with a smile.

"I want... Where is it!? "Not at all!" He could not help but feel embarrassed and angry as his thoughts were exposed.

"Do you want me to send you back? Look at your dazed look. " Feng asked with a smile.

"That's more like it, but aren't you afraid of your girlfriend investigating? "Hee hee." He retorted sarcastically.

"Then it's better if I don't send you off." Maple pretended to ride away.

"It's not polite to leave a girl alone on the road in the middle of the night. Not a gentleman." The sound of their voices immediately became 3 times sweeter, directly sweetening them to the point they die, turning them into bone dust.

"Get in."

"Screeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" Feng suddenly stopped and almost dropped the car, leaving a 90 degree mark on the rear end.

"Wow, what are you doing!" He jumped down from the car and glared at Feng as he spoke.

"Be careful, you'll have to wait for me at the side. It's a little troublesome." Feng Feng didn't dare to be careless. He was afraid that another assassination attempt would be obediently waiting at the side. He was actually still in the mood to stare at the scene with wide eyes.

The shape of this nail was very much like a trident. No matter how one looked at it, there would always be a sharp point pointing upwards. If the person going forward were to encounter such a nail, it would be very troublesome. However, after waiting for a long time, there was no movement. It must have been an attack, but why was there no backup?

"There are a lot of nails on the road ahead. I have to carefully move the car over. Kick it." Feng instructed. This girl shouldn't prick her feet.

"Who was it that was so annoying, throwing nails all over the ground?" Ye Zichen asked curiously.

"I don't know." Feng didn't know how to reply.

Feng's physical strength was not very good, lifting the motorcycle was too much of a struggle. He had not even walked 30 meters before he started to pant heavily, all his energy was channeling into his body, towards his beloved ride, Feng could not bear to be pierced by these nails.

"In a few days... I have to find someone to modify the car, it's too heavy... "I can't even move it …" Feng struggled to complain as he moved forward.

"Yeah, yeah?" Be careful! Someone did it! " Ye Zichen screeched.

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