Chapter 18, Real Contact

At 5 p.m., the crowd after work surged like an ant tide. Vehicles kept coming and going, and pedestrians hurriedly. It happened to be time for children to leave school. The harsh brakes of electric cars, the frantic whistles of cars, and the footsteps of coaxing around them were really heard.

Lin Feng walked alone on the crowded street and frowned, not because of the environment, but the conversations he had with Chen Fei in the hospital just now. He understood that Chen Fei was just an ordinary little policeman. If he wanted to use this position for himself, there was nothing more than no use, but there was no good way, Beijing The people in the play have almost been offended. However, it is not impossible to support it. I believe that the little girl Tang Kejia can definitely do it. Will this make people doubtful? Whose seat should Chen Fei take over? This series of problems has come to the surface, which is really a headache.

Lin Feng shook his split head, looked at the hurried crowd around, looked at their look, and couldn't help relaxing.

"It's dangerous!" Lin Feng suddenly became alert. He felt that there was danger approaching him and looked around, "Behind." Lin Feng immediately judged the dangerous direction, raised his head, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and strode forward in the crowded crowd.

After walking two streets and arriving at the relatively quiet alley, Lin Feng stopped, turned around and leaned against the wall with a smile, waiting for the person he was waiting for.

The three tough men are like playing The Matrix. They are all white shirts and suits, and they don't wear black sunglasses. "Isn't it hard?" Lin Feng lowered his head and said quietly.

When the three saw Lin Feng's appearance, they were slightly stunned, looked at each other, raised their huge fists without greeting, and suddenly rushed out with their legs arches and greeted Lin Feng with the sound of wind.

Lin Feng was also stunned. He didn't expect this group of animals to be so rude. His eyes were slightly condensed. On the right side of his body, he dodged the front fist, leaned forward with his left hand, grabbed the latter's fist, and took advantage of the opportunity to hit his left shoulder. The man was in pain, snorted, and fell back.

Lin Feng did not stop. He turned in place and rose into the air. His legs arced and kicked a person's face. His legs fell to the ground. Without waiting for the man to retreat, he grabbed his arm and retreated again. His right leg arched with a "bang" sound. The latter's chest hit his knee, "click" twice, and the sound of broken ribs, the big Han fell to the ground.

Finally, Lin Feng quickly leaned forward with both hands, grabbed the man's neck and pulled it to the wall. He put his wrist against the man's neck and asked, "Who sent you here?"

Lin Feng's speed was extremely fast. He knocked them all down without any resistance.

"Papa." Lin Feng drove a black Mercedes-Benz behind him, and a young old man in a black Tang suit came down from the car. He looked at Lin Feng and applauded happily.

Lin Feng turned around, looked at the person, loosened his arm, and the big man slid down, "Ha ha - we meet again."

"Yes, what a surprising person." Wang Bo said with a smile.

Is that right? I don't think so." Lin Feng shrugged his shoulders, as if admitting.

"Ha----- I hope I don't meet someone with me."

"Who?"

"If you are bold enough, come with me." After Wang Bo finished speaking, he got into the car again. The door was open. From beginning to end, Wang Bo did not look at the big man who fell on the ground.

Lin Feng shrugged his shoulders again and made a helpless gesture, "You know I don't like this." After saying that, he actually crossed the car. Wang Bo's smiling face suddenly chilled, but Lin Feng opened the door and got on the car on the other side and joked, "Don't be angry. It's easy to age when you are angry. You are a person who likes to be angry."

Wang Bo was stunned and didn't expect this boy to be a little interesting. "Drive."

Half an hour later, the car arrived at the gate of a famous "New Century Clothing City" in Pudong. Wang Bo took the lead. Lin Feng followed, and the elevator reached the 18th floor. Lin Feng looked at the floor and frowned slightly, and then recovered. Wang Bo still smiled, as if he had not noticed the change of the latter.

"Young master, here comes." Uncle Wang walked to a room, knocked three times, and said respectfully. Lin Feng looked around this place. There was only one door on the whole floor. The door was made of golden mahogany, three meters high and two meters wide. There were carved lifelike patterns on it. Lin Feng did not appreciate it, but he still saw the appearance of dragons and phoenixes in the patterns. It should be dragons and phoenixes. Lin Feng thought of it.

The door opened, and the door was opened by an ordinary-looking man. Standing in the crowd, he would not look at it again. If he looked at it, it was also because of his height. The 1.81 meter tall still belonged to the group of the ordinary people. Wearing a straight suit, he saw Lin Feng's arrival, he looked very warm and friendly. The latter said, "Hello, I'm Shen Kun. I'm sorry to invite you at this time. Please come in quickly."

Lin Feng was not pretentious. When he entered the room, he was immediately shocked by the huge room. Unexpectedly, there was only one house on this floor, and there was a huge floor-to-ceiling window facing the door. The floor-to-ceiling window was made up of a whole piece of glass. The floor-to-ceiling window was divided into four pieces by four light blue patterned curtains, and his eyes shot in. The room is warm and pleasant, and when you walk to the floor-to-ceiling window, you can almost see the whole city of Shanghai.

18-story high-rise buildings in Shanghai are not uncommon, but this is a suburb of Pudong, some distance away from the bustling city, so the 18-story high-rise buildings here are rare, and there is a panoramic view of the small mountains.

Lin Feng began to look at this ordinary-looking Shen Kun, who was known as a young master.

"Sit down." Shen Kun sat on the sofa, Wang Bo stood behind him, and Lin Feng sat opposite Shen Kun. A thin man in a suit came in to bring tea. Lin Feng did not answer it, but looked at the ordinary man and waited for his follow-up. Lin Feng doesn't like to speak first, so no matter what happens, the other party will say it first.

Shen Kun looked at the former, smiled leisurely and said meaningfully, "Today, Mr. Lin was suddenly invited to discuss something. I don't know if Mr. Lin has gone to work in the ocean transportation company?"

"Hm?" Lin Feng looked at the man opposite and was shocked quietly. This is what happened in the morning. Even his sister didn't say anything. How could he get the news here? Are their news so sensitive?

"Yes, I just went there today. Mr. Shen is really a small psychic. Even my family doesn't know this news, and you actually know it. Ha~~" Lin Feng said with a smile.

"I don't mean anything else. I hope Mr. Lin won't misunderstand, but I also want to hire Mr. Lin. I can pay double the salary from the ocean. What do you think?" Shen Kun said lukewarmly that he just wanted to give the other party a downpocampus.

"Oh, that's it," Lin Feng muttered, "but I have promised Mr. Wu, look at this... right, you know." Lin Feng said vaguely with a smile.

"It doesn't matter. I will help you with it as long as you want." Seeing Lin Feng's abnormal movements, Shen Kun quickly said.

"Will you help me finish it honestly?" Lin Feng sneered.

"You mean you don't agree?" Shen Kun's eyes were cold, and a layer of frost suddenly fell on the big house. Wang Bo moved forward half a step and happened to be next to Shen Kun, blocking Lin Feng's offensive route, and he could attack the other party well.

Lin Feng narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled deeper. If he could, he believed in his ability.

The atmosphere of the whole room is strange and quiet, even without the sound of traffic outside the window, and the pressure keeps overflowing. Is it Wang Bo? Is it Shen Kun? Or Lin Feng? No one knows, but they know that the smile on Lin Feng's face will not retreat.

"Swipe!" Wang Bo rushed out with an arrow, because he saw Lin Feng's murderous eyes. Before he arrived, the wind came first. The bad wind hit Lin Feng's face. He didn't see how Lin Feng moved, so he sat on the sofa. He hit Wang Bo's face with a hook in his right hand. Wang's side face and hit him back. The two sat like this, one by one. One stands, you come and go. Shen Kun, sitting next to him, frowned. He could see that Wang Bo's strength was slightly inferior to the latter and began to worry about this future opponent.

In the ocean transportation company, Wu Jianhao was dealing with a batch of documents, and the phone on the table suddenly rang, "Hello?"

"Boss, Lin Feng went to see Shen Kun."

"When did it happen?"

"Now."

"What's going on?"

"I don't know."

"I know. You continue to explore." He hung up the phone and began to suspect that he could not use anyone indiscriminately, and Lin Feng did not have *, but how could Shen Kun and others go to him? Wu Jianhao wrinkled into a lying Sichuan type every week.

Lin Feng punched directly and hit the latter in the face with a "bang". The latter was caught off guard and took a step back. His hands were supported by the sofa, soaring up into the air and his legs swept away against the latter.

Lin Feng leaned back and fell back along the sofa. After turning over to the sofa, Wang Bo bounced, "Enough!" Shen Kun shouted loudly, and if he continued to fight, Uncle Wang would suffer losses.

"Do you really want to be my enemy?" Shen Kun said with a calm face.

"You want to be my enemy. If I don't join you, you will do it. Is this a forced sale?" Lin Feng didn't care about the latter's eyes.

"You go."

"Don't you kill me?"

"I have plenty of opportunities."

"See you then." Lin Feng sat on the sofa and got up, picked up the tea on the coffee table and took a sip of "good tea." Then he went out very chic.

"Young master, why did you let him go?"

"Can you hit him?" Shen Kun asked back. Wang Bo stopped talking.

"Boss, Lin Feng came out. It seems that he had a fight with Shen Kun and the others."

"Okay, I know." Wu Jianhao hung up the phone and looked out of the window.

Lin Feng returned home and the sun had already gone down. He pondered for a long time and muttered, "Although we met last time, we really came into contact today. It seems that we have to help Chen Fei up quickly. I urgently need help." After saying that, he went out of the house again and went to the Soul Club.

PS: Friends gathering, late update, sorry!