Mr. Feng's sickly daily life

Chapter 235 Surrender
Xiuer was wearing a dark gray plaid suit with a pure black turtleneck sweater inside. The brown curly hair hanging by the collar seemed to become even more curly when the wind blew it.

He stopped a step away from Jiang Yimian, and stretched out his hand towards her in a gentlemanly manner, "It's our first meeting, please allow me to introduce myself.

My name is Xiuer, and I'm Feng's good friend. "

Jiang Yimian: "..."

Looking back at the vehicle they were forced to stop by him, Miss Jiang thought to herself that I believe you must be a ghost.

Which good friends meet in this way, is it an underground party joint?
Seeing that his outstretched hand was ignored, Xiuer twitched his fingertips lightly, and took it back resentfully, "What I said is true, if you don't believe me, ask Feng."

Feng Beiting held Jiang Yimian's hand and hid her behind him, looking at Xiu'er with a gaze that was colder than the wind.

He was silent, only the wind whizzing past the alley was howling softly around him.

"Mianmian, you get in the car first."

"Hey..." Xiu Er turned his head, his expression changed slightly, "I specially invited this little beauty to meet you, why are you hiding her so soon?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to put it on Jiang Yimian's shoulder, but saw a cold light flash in front of his eyes, and there were two bloodstains on the back of his hand.

Looking up at Feng Beiting, who was holding a blade between his fingertips, and Jiang Yimian, who was holding a scalpel in his hand, Xiuer couldn't help but curl his lips after a brief moment of stupefaction.
At first it was just a silent smile, and then the smile became brighter and brighter. The low laughter echoed in the deep alley, accompanied by the sound of the wind, which was a little frightening.

"Okay, okay." He couldn't help clapping his hands, "As expected of the woman Feng likes, it's not easy."

Xiuer looked down at the back of his blood-stained hand. The two bloodstains had the same direction and similar length. The only difference was the depth.

Feng Beiting's knife was obviously stronger.

but--

The speed of the girl's shot is also very fast.

Inadvertently seeing the white rose on the car seat, Xiuer leaned over to pick it up, put it in his nose and sniffed it twice.

"A date?

I didn't expect Feng you to be so flirtatious, you are not quite like the you I used to know. "

"You talk too much!"

Xiuer was not annoyed, he spread his hands in a good-tempered manner, and smiled back, "It's been a long time since I saw you, and I'm a little excited about the reunion, so I don't have a clue when I talk, you have to understand."

"You asked someone to hack into my company's system because you were too excited?" What kind of sand sculpture code name Mr. Q, other than him, no one else could do such a thing.

"Just a moment of curiosity."

It is not uncommon for people like them to have a group under their hands.

Shull himself has.

But his company was used for money laundering, so he took it for granted that the same was true for the toy company under Feng Beiting's name.

But before he accidentally found out that the company's operation was normal, he thought that Feng Beiting had played some new tricks to clean up the accounts thoroughly, so he asked someone to check it out of curiosity.

It was inevitable that he would find out about himself afterwards, and Xiu Er deliberately contacted Cai Yun instead of using the hackers around him.

In the end, Feng Beiting still found out.

Glancing unobtrusively at his subordinates standing in the alley, Xiuer shook his hand that was cut by Feng Beiting and Jiang Yimian, and walked slowly in front of them, "Feng, we've known each other for so many years, it's okay." Deep feelings'.

Originally, I didn't want to bother you, but you have robbed me of several businesses one after another. If this continues, my family will be in trouble. "

Feng Beiting looked at him quietly.

As a bystander, Jiang Yimian looked at the way Feng Beiting looked at Xiu'er, and felt that he was looking at a mentally retarded person.

Looking across Jiang Yimian, Xiu Er pointedly said, "Let's take a step back, you give me the goods, and I'll leave right away, and I won't delay your business."

Hearing this, Feng Beiting lowered his eyelashes slightly, and said casually, "It's already sold."

"What about the money?!"

"spent."

"..." So much money was spent, did he go to help the poor?

Jiang Yimian saw a crack on Xiu'er's face.

She just said, no one can beat her family Feng Meixi on the path of abnormality.

Nodding his forehead with his fingertips, Xiu Er shook his head in distress, "Feng, you make it difficult for me to do so."

Looking up, the smile on his face faded completely, "It seems that you plan to kill me..."

"not at all."

Feng Beiting pressed Jiang Yimian's head into his arms, and suddenly pulled out a gun with his other hand and pointed it at Xiu'er. When he pulled the trigger, his voice sounded cold, "I am a shark net, and you... …

A walrus fish at most. "

Stupid and two.

The muffled sound of gunshots sounded in the alley, not one, but many.

Jiang Yimian heard it clearly, subconsciously clenched the hand that was holding the collar of Feng Beiting's suit, and buried her face deeper into his arms.

Even so, she still smelled a strong smell of blood.

In my impression, this was the first time Feng Beiting killed someone in front of her.

His hand holding the gun was still so beautiful, and his embrace was still so warm, but she felt something was different about him.

She had said to him before, "Feng Beiting, your hands are so pretty!

Feng Beiting, your eyes are so beautiful!

Feng Beiting, your voice is really nice!

Feng Beiting..."

But now, holding the gun in that beautiful right hand, blood stained those charming eyes, he bowed his head to her ear, with an intoxicating voice, "Mianmian, the rose I gave you has faded, it is only after it has been stained with blood. nice."

Jiang Yimian:! !
That's a white rose, it's faded, faded!

Needless to say, I must have fallen ill again.

"Oh..." She couldn't help but sighed softly.

She just fell ill last night, she was finally coaxed away, and she got sick again early in the morning. According to this frequency, she should simply quit her job in the police station and tie herself to his waistband like a tail It seemed that she followed him wherever he went.

Her hand was between the two of them, and as soon as there was some distance between them, her eyes were covered by a big warm hand.

Feng Beiting didn't speak, and there was a slight sound of stepping on the snow around him, which didn't seem to be done by one person.

After about tens of seconds, Jiang Yimian suddenly heard the sound of the car engine starting.

Shocked, she pulled Feng Beiting's hand to look, and saw that the alley that was supposed to be full of dead bodies was clean, not even a drop of blood.

If it wasn't for the faint smell of blood in the air, she would have suspected that she was dreaming.

And that dear friend came out in such a big way, this box of lunch was received too quickly, a bit sloppy.

"Corpse, where's the corpse?!"

"It's been transported away." Feng Beiting held her hand to help her warm, his tone was as calm as if he had crushed a few cockroaches, "I'm so caring, how can I increase your workload for no reason."

"..."

She thanked him.

Sitting back in the car to go to the police station, Jiang Yimian fell into a rare silence.

Although she has always known that fighting and killing are indispensable in Feng Beiting's world, imagining it out of thin air is not the same as witnessing it with her own eyes. She is not afraid of those bloody scenes, but just feels that she can't face them calmly if she accepts the death of those people calmly. My family, my heart is a little tangled.

She didn't tell Feng Beiting, because the problem was not with him, but with herself.

When she decided to be with him, she knew what she was going to face, but since they dated, they have been living too comfortably, which made her temporarily forget this.

It seems that she needs to adjust her mentality.

Being disturbed by Xiu Er, what Feng Beiting was going to say to Jiang Yimian was also interrupted.

From the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the street scene outside the car window, which was her familiar road to the police station, which surprised her a little.

He didn't kidnap her this time, and really wanted to send her to work!
Could it be that she didn't get sick this time, because she was thinking too much?
Jiang Yimian was wondering, when she saw the car parked steadily at the gate of the police station.

When taking off the seat belt, Miss Jiang looked at Feng Beiting frequently, her eyes were a little unbelievable.

"That……

I'm going to work now? "Really just let her go?

He suddenly acted so normal, she was a little uncomfortable.

Feng Beiting blinked, then leaned towards her belatedly, and gently kissed her on the lips, "Go."

"... Really left?"

"Ah."

Scratching his head in a daze, Jiang Yimian got out of the car in a daze, wondering if his illness was about to recover, otherwise he couldn't explain the situation that he was stimulated but didn't fall ill today.

After getting out of the car and turning around, she heard the sound of the car door closing behind her.

With a pause in her footsteps, Miss Jiang felt a feeling of "as expected".

She thought that Feng Beiting was going back on his word and wanted to kidnap her, but this young master walked up to her generously, looked at her seriously and said, "Mianmian, remember to take care of yourself from now on."

Jiang Yimian:? ?
This prologue...

Is he going to let go, or is he going to break up with her?

Rubbing her head affectionately, Feng Beiting turned around and walked towards the office building of the police station, walking in a chic and neat manner.

Seeing this, Jiang Yimian quickly grabbed his wrist, "Why are you going?!"

Fourth Young Master Feng pointed to the solemn building with a pure face, "Surrender yourself."

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