My 23-year-old beauty president

"Ah Feng, I want to be quiet."

Xia Feng looked unhappy, "Who is Jing Jing, I will be jealous."

However, knowing that she was teasing herself, Nangong Yueling couldn't laugh. Xia Feng suppressed her smile, "Okay, I'll book a hotel and call you later."

"Ah."

Xia Feng could indeed feel what Nangong Ping said just now, but the old man was actually entangled in his heart.As deep as love is, so is hatred, that's really the case.But since he said it, it was impossible to attack Nangong Yueling.

For Nangong Yueling, this kind of thing is undoubtedly difficult to accept. She needs to be alone, to think through it thoroughly, and face the reality.

Xia Feng smoked two cigarettes in a row before leaving. If possible, he would like to help this woman bear the burden, but this is different from blocking a knife and a gun, and he can't help if he helps.

After Xia Feng left, Nangong Yueling stood there for a long time, many memories appeared in her mind, the love of her parents when she was a child, those memories were sweet, but this sweet memory was ruthlessly torn to pieces.

But looking at it from another angle, what Xia Feng said is not wrong, everyone has something unsatisfactory, living in the world, if there is no ups and downs in life, is such a life still meaningful? Learn to face it.

"Ah!" Looking up at the sky, Nangong Yueling clenched her fists tightly and roared vigorously, venting her inner pain to her heart's content.

"It seems that Miss Nangong is thinking about it." Suddenly, a laugh interrupted her, and when she looked back, it was a strange man. Nangong Yueling immediately became vigilant, "Who are you?"

The strange man approached, "Passerby."

passerby?

Nangong Yueling sneered, turned around and left, she would never believe that a strange man would be so boring.

"Don't Miss Nangong want to know where your mother went?"

Nangong Yueling, who had just turned around and walked a few steps, suddenly stopped, and when she turned her head, anxiety appeared on her face, "What do you mean by that?"

What a strange man needs is that Nangong Yueling is anxious. Taking advantage of her weakness of worrying about her mother, she smiled, "Let's have a chat."

……

Xia Feng booked the hotel, and then called Nangong Yueling. When Nangong Yueling arrived at the hotel, he asked for a drink. Two glasses, "I'll drink with you tonight."

"it is good!"

Alcohol is a good thing, get drunk, sleep well, maybe when you wake up, it will be a brand new beginning.

Throughout the night, the two drank three bottles of red wine, Nangong Yueling was drunk, Xia Feng was three points drunk, she cried, and he hugged her.

"Ah Feng, kiss me."

Xia Feng kissed her on the forehead, and he simply hugged her, without any thoughts that a man should have. After all, he is not a beast who only knows about that.

Who knows, Nangong Yueling turned over and rode on him, pushed him to the ground, maybe under the stimulation of alcohol, she took the initiative to kiss him.

**, Alcohol is more of a catalyst, out of control.

This night, Nangong Yueling asked for it like crazy. After tossing and tossing for a long time, the two fell asleep...

After one night, maybe Nangong Ping will figure it out. The main purpose of coming to the capital this time is to find Nangong Yueling's mother. If Nangong Ping can really look away, he doesn't want to do anything. With 20 years of nurturing grace.

On the way from the hotel to Nangong's house, Nangong Yueling always gave Xia Feng a strange feeling, but I couldn't say what was so strange.

Arriving at Nangong's house again, they were not blocked like yesterday, and the two came to the hall again. They were greeted by an old man who was familiar to Nangong Yueling and could be regarded as the old housekeeper of Nangong's house.

"Uncle Shun, is my dad at home?" In terms of address, Nangong Yueling still didn't change.

Shunbo smiled kindly, "Master stayed in the study all night, Miss Yueling, I'll call right now."

"Ok."

"Wait." Just as he was about to go out, Xia Feng stopped Shun Bo. There was something strange about this old man, he was sure.

Eyes are not deceiving, even though Shunbo concealed it very well, he still did not escape Xia Feng's eyes. As for why, I have not figured it out for the time being.

"What's the matter, my aunt?" Shunbo said with a smile.

Xia Feng relaxed, "It's okay, I'll trouble you, Uncle Shun."

"This is what an old man should do. I'll call the master right now," Shun Bo said.

After Shun Bo left, the more Xia Feng thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. Thinking carefully about entering Nangong's house, everything was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

Too quiet.

When I came to Nangong's house last night, I was able to sense the masters lurking around, but today there was none. In order to force Nangong Ping to show up last night, he abolished five masters, but Nangong, who is one of the eight low-rank families, Home, is it just those four masters?

impossible.

What lies behind this silence.

"What's wrong, Afeng."

"Something's wrong!" Xia Feng said with a solemn expression, "I can't tell, anyway, be careful."

really.

A few minutes later, Xia Feng felt a surge of breath. A large number of people poured in from the outside of the hall, all holding guns. There were also a group of soldiers and police outside, and no less than twenty potential lock masters. , of which there are six of the four doors, and four of the five doors of breath.

The sudden change made Xia Feng's face darken. He thought Nangong Ping would figure it out, but he didn't think it through at all. The reason why he didn't do anything was because he knew they would return to Nangong's house and surrendered himself.

Thinking of the silence just now, it turned out to be the tranquility on the eve of the storm.

"Storm One, what's going on?" Xia Feng asked in his heart.

"Sorry, master, these people are scattered outside Nangong's house, and they just started to gather, so..."

Xia Feng already understood. He protected Nangong Yueling behind him, looked coldly at a group of gunmen, and snorted, "Where is Nangong Ping, he's acting like a turtle again."

"Grass your mother! Your surname is Xia, you bastard, you are so ruthless!" A middle-aged man in uniform pointed at Xia Feng and yelled. Judging from the lever on his shoulder, he had a fairly high position in the police system.

The other is relatively young, wearing a military uniform, and judging from his military rank, he is a regiment commander, and he should have brought all the soldiers outside.

"Xia Feng, do you really think that you can do whatever you want? Let me tell you, my Nangong family is not a soft persimmon. You can pinch whatever you want."

Judging from their age and appearance, these two people are similar to Nan Gongping in terms of points, so they should be his brothers without accident.However, the angry questioning of the two made Xia Feng completely confused.

With a sneer, Xia Feng said, "You two, you are the ones surrounding us with guns, I want to ask you what you mean by that."

"What a Xia Feng, you really know how to pretend. To tell you the truth, you will never leave Nangong's house alive today."

"It's just you, or your guns?" Apart from disdain, Xia Feng kept thinking, the anger of the two brothers Nangong Ping was not feigned, but where did the anger of the two come from? It would be too far-fetched to recruit five masters from the Nangong family to repair a group of guards.

The anger in the eyes of these two people is different from others. When they look at him, they seem to be enemies of life and death. Only enemies of life and death can have such eyes when they wish each other to die.

and many more!

Something was wrong, super wrong, a strong premonition rushed into Xia Feng's heart.

Nangong Ping!

Could it be that something happened to Nangong Ping!

If the guess is correct, things will be a big deal, no wonder his brother will look at him with such hatred.

If something happened to Nangong Ping, who would be the one who did it? This is clearly framed, because he was the only one who came to Nangong's house yesterday and caused so many things.

No matter who did it, this person's intentions are very sinister.

Closing his eyes slightly, Xia Feng breathed out, "It seems that something happened to Nangong Ping, if I say it has nothing to do with me, I'm afraid you won't believe it."

"Bastard, I..."

"Third!" Nangong Lin grabbed Nangong Yun who was about to shoot, and said coldly to Xia Feng, "Xia Feng, let me ask you, why did you use this kind of killer?"

"I do not have."

"You didn't, look what it is." Nan Gonglin left a bloody notebook on the ground, with a few words written on it: If I die, it must be Xia Feng.

Seeing these words, Xia Feng looked calm, he had already been framed, and there was no point in arguing.

"Dead? Hehehehahahaha, he is dead." Nangong Yueling behind her smiled, looking as if she had lost her mind, "Ah Feng, did you really do it?"

Xia Feng frowned, he could remain indifferent when others said that, but he couldn't be calm when Nangong Yueling said that.

Stretching out his hand to hold Nangong Yueling's shoulder, Xia Feng looked at her with seriousness in his eyes, "Do you believe me?"

"I……"

"Others can doubt me, but you can't. I have no motive to kill him." Xia Feng explained, although it was not convincing, but he had to say it.

Nangong Yueling looked at Xia Feng quietly, and finally nodded, "I believe in you."

"Xia Feng, kill my elder brother, you don't want to leave Nangong's house today, and you will pay with your blood." Nangong Yun snarled at Nangong Yueling with a ferocious face, "You bastard, my Nangong family has raised you for 20 years at least. Thinking that you are such a white-eyed wolf, colluding with this bastard to kill your father who raised you."

"I didn't, I didn't!" Nangong Yueling covered her head with her hands and roared loudly.

bastard!

Hearing these two words, Xia Feng clenched his fists tightly, making a crunching sound, staring at Nangong Yun gloomyly, and gritted his teeth, "Apologize to her, or I'll be the first to kill you!"

Anyway, he has already fallen into a trap, and the Nangong family is ready to ambush him. There is no room for maneuver. Since it cannot be avoided no matter what, Xia Feng will not avoid it. It is just killing, he is not afraid.

"Hahaha, good, very good, shoot me and kill this bastard!"

Dozens of gunmen filled the hall with dozens of guns. Even in the mid-sixth stage, Xia Feng felt very threatened. He was not afraid by himself, but there was Nangong Yueling beside him. The woman I love.

bump!

touch...

The gunshots rang out and everyone fired.

The moment Xia Fengjiu caught the killing intent, he hugged Nangong Yueling and jumped away, shouting in his mind, "Storm One, kill these people."

"Yes, Master!"

The light boat was opened, and the Storm One quickly assembled, and a silver-white killer was born, and it rushed towards the gunmen with a buzzing sound. The bullet hit it, only splashing the flames, and it couldn't hurt the slightest.

Xia Feng held Nangong Yueling with a frightened face, and had Baofeng No. [-] to kill the enemy, he was able to cover them better, as long as he found a suitable opportunity, he could rush out.

Whoosh whoosh!

boom!

bump!

Baofeng No. [-] holds a knife with one hand, and one punch is one. The person who was hit by the punch was smashed to pieces, and the sharp sword was even more crazy.

What is this, a robot?

He couldn't be killed, and couldn't even leave traces. Most of the people were scared. Xia Feng was already a demon, and there was such high technology around him.

"Blow me up!"

Boom boom boom!

More than a dozen grenades fell to the foot of Storm One, and they exploded into one piece in an instant. The flames spread and shrapnel scattered. However, after the flames dissipated, Storm One walked out without any damage.

Raising the knife, impacting, slashing, and slashing diagonally, every movement is so perfect, even without Xia Feng's control, the quantum computer of Storm One has recorded too many fighting skills.

There is only one way waiting for these people, and that is death!

Since it can't be avoided, let's just do it more violently.