urban wolf

Ye Feng slowly opened his eyes, looked at the four people sitting around his window, saw his grandpa and grandma, and smiled bitterly: "Grandpa, grandma, I wanted to see you in a beautiful way, but I didn't expect it to be like this!" Embarrassed."

"Xiaofeng, you are doing well." Ye Rong gave Ye Feng a thumbs up, and said three times in a row, "You are doing well."

"Xiaofeng, tell grandma, who is it that the Holy See came to hurt you like this?" Yang Fei asked distressedly.

"A pope in red, a dozen or so hierarchs in purple, I was seriously injured, but I killed them all, haha." Ye Feng was full of arrogance when he spoke, his eyes filled with disdain, and he continued: "If the next time When they come, I know how to deal with them."

"If you need time, grandma can help you create some public opinion in the world political arena." Yang Fei touched Ye Feng's forehead and said lovingly.

Ye Feng shook his head lightly, thought for a while, and sighed: "This is impossible. Before I came to Beijing, I killed thousands of people from the Qinglong Gang in Shandong. How many times more people? World War II, which had the most casualties in the world, did not have hundreds of millions of people died. If the Holy See is in trouble, this organization that is rich and jaded is the spiritual leader of more than one billion people in the world. There will be a third world war, a war about faith, that will be the consequence of the loss of life, and it can be avoided as much as possible."

After listening to Ye Feng's words, the elders Ye Rong couldn't help admiring their grandson's insight. "But if they come again, can you handle it?"

"Hehe, grandma, don't worry, they will repeat it again and again, and they will never dare to repeat it again and again. Are they really bullying me? Next time, I won't fight them alone, and play some tricks on them. No, otherwise my "Sun Tzu's Art of War" would be useless." While speaking, Ye Feng's eyes revealed a trace of ruthlessness and sinisterness in addition to the raging fighting intent. "Grandma, didn't you say that you want to be a hero for the rest of your life? This road has only just begun."

Ye Feng's words made the two old people feel very relieved.

Only then did Ye Feng look at Han Lin who was sobbing by his side, and said softly, "Are you afraid?"

"I'm afraid, I'm afraid I'll never see you again." Han Lin began to cry in a low voice.A woman needs a man to take care of her. No matter who she is, no matter how powerful she is, there will always be a softest place in the corner of her heart, which belongs to the person she loves deeply.

Ye Feng wanted to hug her, but he was powerless, so he slowly raised his hand to help her dry her tears, and said softly: "Don't cry, you will never cry in front of me from now on. "

But Han Lin cried even more happily. After Ye Rong and his wife saw it, they looked at each other and exited the door together. Die Wu also gently pinched her shoulder, and gave Ye Feng a tender look. , went out.

In the two-person world, Ye Feng gently lifted Han Lin's teary face and turned to himself, and said softly, "Aren't you happy with me? Could it be a silent protest with tears?"

Han Lin's face turned pale after hearing this, and she shook her head hastily, but more tears flowed uncontrollably. Ye Feng was full of pain, and sighed, "Lin'er was an English teacher before, right? Let me speak English, you come Translate, neverfroile! (Even if you are sad, don't frown, because you never know who will fall in love with your smile)."

Ye Feng was stunned, did not speak, looked at Han Lin, and said softly after a long time: "Then I will walk out of a piece of sky for you."

When the two were in deep love, Ye Rong suddenly opened the door and came in, and the two doctors who operated on Ye Feng also left and returned. Zhao Xuanran was holding a two or three-year-old girl in his arms, and the group was a little dazed. standing in front of Ye Feng.

"Where did you get it?" Ye Feng asked strangely.

"No, just as we were about to leave, we found this little girl standing at the door of the hospital. We went over and asked who her family was, and she said it was you." After Zhao Xuanran finished speaking, Ye Feng was surprised, "Me? Are you kidding me?" Bar."

After seeing Ye Feng, the little girl began to struggle in Zhao Xuanran's arms. Zhao Xuanran couldn't hold her, so she had no choice but to let her down. After she was free, the little girl ran to Ye Feng's bedside, The pink and tender little hand grabbed Ye Feng's big hand, and called out in a childish voice: "Father."

"Father? Who is your father?" Ye Feng's hairs stood on end, and he said with some fear.

"You are my father, my father's name is Ye Feng, you are my father, and my father hugs you." The little girl probably just learned to speak, and her articulation was slurred, but the meaning she expressed was very clear.

"Crazy Ye, think about it, where did you owe the romantic debt three years ago?" Die Wu snorted coldly in a nasal voice.

"Three years ago?" Ye Feng really started to think, three years ago, three years ago, Ming Xiaoyue was already dead, could it be Xiaoyu's?Ye Feng's breathing became short of breath, and he looked at the little girl. Shui Lingling's eyes revealed a compelling aura. This kind of aura was only available to Xiao Yu when he was a child. Could it really be Xiao Yu's?

Ye Feng asked with a trembling voice: "Is your mother's name Nangong Yuting?"

"Impossible?" Yang Fei said decisively after hearing this, "After you left, Xiao Yu showed no signs of pregnancy at all, I'm sure."

At the same time, the little girl also shook her head, and said in a childish voice, "Linger's mother is not Nangong Yuting."

"Then who is your mother?" Ye Feng was powerless again, feeling an inexplicable disappointment in his heart.

"Ling'er doesn't know who her mother is, but who her father is?"

"Damn..." Ye Feng looked helplessly at the ceiling.

"Crazy Ye, are you still not happy? Think about it, which girl did you fail three years ago." Die Wu was still sneering.

This made Ye Feng feel as if a big rock was blocked in his heart, and thought: "Could it be the time when he lost his memory? No, the memory of the time when he lost his memory has not been lost at all, and he has been with my aunt all the time. "Ye Feng pulled off a hair weakly, then gently pulled off a hair of the girl, handed it to Zhao Xuanran, and said weakly: "Doctor, please do a paternity test for me, I'm sure she Not my child."

This is the only way now, Zhao Xuanran finished her hair, sighed softly and walked towards the door.

"Daddy, hug." Ling'er rubbed Ye Feng's palm with her small face and began to act coquettishly.

Seeing the lovely child, Han Lin's motherhood prevailed. She picked up the child and said affectionately, "Dad is hurt, auntie hugs, okay?" Ling'er really stayed in Han Lin's arms with peace of mind.