its 137: Danger is coming

"I don't know the specific details." Luan Feng shook his head and said, "But roughly speaking, I feel it more or less. It is said that it is a feeling because it is just my personal feeling, not what Lei Wei admitted himself. Of course, we won't force him to say it. Just like your ability, there should be a private secret space between friends..."

"Mr. Talk to me." Gong Ping sighed, "Just tell me how you feel. What kind of ability is that?"

"It seems to be a prediction of danger." Luan Feng said, "Just like a beast will escape from the dangerous zone before the earthquake, if something dangerous will happen around him or around the people he cares about, then he will feel it. And if this happened to the person he cares about, no matter how far away that person is from him, he can know. When I was in the United States, he called me in time to inform me that I was in danger. Otherwise, I would have fallen into the trap of gangsters at that time, and now I have been lying in the American cemetery to feed maggots.

"So powerful?" Gong Ping was stunned and muttered to himself after a long time, "No wonder the old man said at that time that maybe Lei Wei was protecting him... But this time, who will have an accident? Thousands of rain? Xia Jie? Or you and me? Or... is it the old man?"

"Qianyu is at home at night, with the old man." Luan Feng analyzed, "Well, Lei Wei, Xia Jie and others are also with the old man. If anyone dares to poke the tiger's beard in this lineup, it's either the brain hitting the wall and breaking, or the born to be a fool. So... hey hey, it's not the two of us, right?"

"It's very likely." Gong Ping nodded slowly, "Qingshanhui and the Caotou Gang couldn't really fight to the death in the end, and in the final analysis, the cause of everything is our blue capital. Although we have Duan Bai as a backer, but... we can also protect these two guys. One lost his mind after his brother died, and the other went crazy after losing a woman and came to trouble us.

"That's fun!" Luan Feng couldn't help getting excited and gently rubbed his hands, and his eyes radiated like a beast: "Since I returned to China, I haven't had a chance to play the game of big battles. Tonight, it's just for our buddies to have fun!"

Looking at Luan Feng with cold eyes, Gong Ping couldn't help but be shocked and suddenly felt that he had not fully known this friend at all. This boy is not afraid in the face of danger, but is as excited as if he is going to celebrate the Spring Festival. He is really a natural fighting maniac.

Gong Ping couldn't help but be curious and wanted to see what kind of devil this guy would become in the face of many enemies, but reason told him that he could not let his own nature come.

So, he slowly picked up his mobile phone and dialed a number.

"Hey, old Duan?" Master Ping's voice slowly sounded. He smiled and said to the mobile phone microphone, "Come here tonight. Let's have a good chat. I should also help you relax. By the way, don't come alone and bring some police officers here. The market has not been smooth recently. Didn't there be a hooligan fight just now? It's hard to guarantee that this kind of thing will not affect us legitimate people. It's better to be careful. OK, I'll wait for you."

When he put down the phone, he saw the extremely disappointed expression on Luan Feng's face.

"Our good show is ruined again..." Luan Feng muttered dejectedly.

Gong Ping just smiled.

Time is long to say, but sometimes it is so short. Almost in a blink of an eye, night came to the earth, covering the world with boundless darkness, making all goodness and sin invisible in its arms.

In the big restaurant in Chengfu, Cheng Guotao is having dinner with his granddaughter and two bodyguard friends. Lei Wei directed the servants to sprinkle empty plates one by one, add soup to this, and deliver water to that. He was very busy.

A sense of danger spread in his heart. He couldn't help worrying about whether Gong Ping and Luan Feng could spend the night safely.

"Is your work going well recently?" At this time, Cheng Guotao asked his granddaughter with a smile. Yu Qianyu raised his head and smiled, "It's okay. Now I have fully adapted to this fast-paced and intense work. But now I think that those people sitting in the office are really leisurely. They can easily earn a salary by just typing and filling in forms every day, which is much more comfortable than our front-line employees. Front-line employees work so hard, I think the salary should be improved a little more. For example..."

Cheng Guotao's question attracted her to talk endlessly. From holiday arrangements to some welfare issues, it was analyzed in front of Cheng Guotao one by one. Cheng Guotao listened quietly and looked at his granddaughter's tender face that had got rid of Miss Qianjin, and couldn't help smiling with satisfaction.

Yu Qianyu has changed a lot. In the past, she was wayward and didn't understand the world, but now she knows the hardships of life, the difficulty of survival, and slowly changed her personality in the hard work. In the past, she was gradually replaced by a more rational her.

Looking at such a granddaughter, Cheng Guotao is very gratified. He believes that in time, Yu Qianyu will definitely become a truly mature woman. At that time, he will really play a role in her careful cultivation, the way of management, management methods, and economic knowledge that she has learned over the years.

In the past, she had this knowledge, but she couldn't play it. Like a child with a gun, she didn't know how to use the gun at all, let alone the power of the gun. Now, or in the near future, this situation will completely change, and then she will grow into a real strong woman and entrepreneur.

"It seems that you can change jobs for her appropriately." As the old man listened, he nodded and couldn't help thinking.

And Lei Wei stood quietly not far behind him, and his deeply locked eyebrows did not relax for a moment. The sense of danger that made him uneasy has always tormented him and has never subsided.

Soon after, after dinner, everyone chatted for a while. After drinking something, they went back to their rooms to rest. Lei Wei accompanied Cheng Guotao to the study to read the newspaper. After the old man entered the study, he dialed a phone number.

"How about over there?" When the phone was connected, he spit out four simple words.

"You can rest assured." A man's voice came from the phone, "There are several police cars coming from Landu. It's the car of the Provincial Police Department. It seems that a high-ranking official has come. I believe that neither the people of the Caotou Gang nor the people of the Qingshan Club will be so bold. Hey hey, let alone them, even old man Nie Yong dares not fight against Lan Du at this time.

"Good, withdraw." Lei Wei nodded and hung up the phone.

"It's okay. They should be fine." He took a breath, but immediately found that the uneasy feeling did not disappear, but became stronger. He couldn't help frowning and looking around nervously.

Cheng Guotao had already sat on the wide and soft sofa in the bookstore, picked up a book, turned to the page with the bookmark, and read it carefully. The closed window was covered by the tulle curtain and looked quiet. Lei Wei felt more and more uneasy, so he quickly walked over, pulled up the thick curtains of the two windows at the fastest speed, and checked the switch of the window at the same time.

"What's the matter?" Cheng Guotao was stunned and then alerted: "Will anyone be so bold enough to come here to fight?"

"I thought something would happen if it was Lan." Lei Wei frowned, came to the old man and whispered, "But Landu is protected by the police, and no one can do it under such circumstances. So there is only one possibility, that is, he and Shengmeng want to take risks.

"Let them come if you want." Cheng Guotao smiled and said, "In addition to the security guards and wolf dogs outside, I also have you and Xiaojie. With you two here, even if a team of killers enters my house, I won't feel dangerous.

Lei Wei reluctantly smiled and closed the door of the study, but it was not locked. He looked at the two windows warily and did not dare to be careless at all.

Yu Qianyu returned to the room accompanied by Chang Hui and Liu Andong. After saying goodbye to them, he closed the door, fell into **, turned on the TV and watched it. Those brainless idol dramas can't stimulate her interest in watching at all now. She only feels that those things are extremely childish, and compared with the cruel life, they are as ridiculous as children's dreams. Now she is more concerned about some topics that pay attention to the low-level of society, some analysis of national affairs and the international situation. She feels that these things are what she needs to know most now.

She, who keeps changing the channel, will not know that there is an amazing scene in the courtyard under the moonlight outside the window.

A foreign man in a long windbreaker walked slowly on the grass. Behind him were several body guards who fell to the ground. Blood flowed down their chests and dyed the green grass leaves red. However, in such a night, there is no difference between red blood and green leaves.

The man walked forward slowly, and the moonlight elongated his figure behind him. He did not seem to come to carry out some assassination mission, but as if he was walking in his own small garden, leisurely.

Suddenly, he stopped, slowly moved a few steps to the right, hid himself in the shadow of a dwarf tree, and then slowly held his breath. In an instant, he seemed to have turned into a statue, silent and motionless.

About ten seconds later, the two figures slowly approached, and the flashlight in their hands shone around, almost shining on the bodies of their companions who fell on the ground in the distance. At this moment, a cold light suddenly flashed behind the dwarf tree. A security guard reacted quickly and immediately shone on the other side with a flashlight.

"Is there anything?" Another asked, and at the same time, he also looked at the place with a flashlight.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a cold throat, and then the cold chill moved aside along his throat and quickly cut his trachea and arteries. He wanted to call, but he couldn't make a sound. He wanted to wave to his companion, but he lost his strength.

Just as he fell to the ground, the sharp blade that took his life pierced his heart through the cracks in his ribs. He didn't even get a chance to resist, call or struggle, so he fell to the ground.

"Moonlight, blood, extremely beautiful." He whispered, and the man in a long windbreaker bent down and turned off two flashlight.