Looking forward to the stars

He arranged Zhan Chen to another room, the matter was not over yet, since Zuo Rui was an insider, the person who responded must still be waiting for action, Zhan Chen and Jing Ming are not safe yet.He was sitting on the sofa in the lobby on the first floor. After some time, his cell phone rang, and it was a call from Mexico.

"I'm Feng Fan, how is Zhan Chen?"

"He's fine, he's already asleep, but..."

"But what?"

The voice over there sounded very urgent. An hour ago, Hao Dashun's information was handed over to Feng Chengcheng. He was indeed another insider of the "No. [-] Bridge" incident, but he is dead now, and Feng Chengcheng was also at almost the same time. Knowing that there is another person besides Feng Fan who knows about that matter, he is not familiar with China, and the information obtained from the investigation is limited. He suspects that Feng Fan broke the agreement and sent someone to capture Zhan Chen alive. It was beyond everyone's expectations.

"He has already ordered the recovery of the people sent to China. Zhan Chen and Jing Ming are fine."

Feng Fan said with a sigh of relief, Feng Cheng is not an easy person to deal with. He is so powerful that he covers almost the whole of Mexico, so if he can solve it peacefully, he never wants to hurt both sides.

"But it took some drugs to make him stay here, you won't come back to settle accounts with me!"

Huang's tone was very relaxed, as if he had just experienced a major event and relaxed. Hearing Feng Fan's words, he probably guessed who he was referring to. This is also a dispute between two brothers. If you really give your brothers If it gets involved, Feng Fan must bleed profusely.

"Okay, that's good, I'll be in China early in the morning."

Coming back in such a hurry, it seems that Zhanchen is more important than anything else in his eyes.

Huang hung up the phone and went upstairs slowly. Tell him what happened at Zhanchen's side, lest Zhanchen ask him if his lines are wrong. Take some relief.

Later, he really only said a little bit in a "moderate amount", and pushed all that matter on Zuo Rui, saying "If you don't want him to worry, don't mention what happened last night", which sealed Zhanchen's mouth tightly. Yes, he was also not sure whether Feng Fan had something to do with this matter, and asked the emperor if he had deliberately arranged for him to stay here. After speaking with mixed truth, Zhan Chen looked at him suspiciously for a long time, then left dejectedly.

"Master, you are back, I miss you so much."

Feng Fan returned to the villa after 8:[-] the next morning. Jing Ming jumped on him happily when he saw it, and asked Feng Fan to bend down and kiss him. Just as Zhan Chen was about to go out, Feng Fan gave Jing Ming a gift and asked him to Going to play elsewhere, Qi Bo took him away.

Zhan Chen went up to him with a smile, and stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around him, but Feng Fan's strength was even greater, his back ached from his two powerful arms wrapping around him.Zhanchen watched him come back in a hurry, and finally didn't say what he wanted to ask, and only said:

"Welcome back."

Feng Fan replied, followed by a sweet kiss from the newlyweds.

The next day, Jing Ming shouted in a childish voice in front of their room early in the morning:

"Master, get up quickly, let's go out to play...Master..."

Feng Fan was woken up, he frowned, looked at Zhan Chen in his arms, he was still fast asleep, he was tormented badly last night, this is the first time he hasn't woken up at this time.

He gently pulled his arm out from under his neck, opened the door and went out. When Jing Ming saw that he was not wearing his shirt, his blue pupils gleamed, his mouth was twitching, and he pounced on him and gnawed at him. Feng Fan picked him up Come down and get dressed.

"What's the matter, so noisy?"

He went downstairs to wash up, and Xiao Jingming followed.

"You didn't come to my room last night, I didn't fall asleep."

Jing Ming pouted and raised his head, showing Feng Fan the dark circles under his eyes.

Feng Fan touched it, and said seriously:

"Hmm... Your dark circles will still fade."

Putting up his blackened index finger in front of his eyes, Jing Ming ignored him and twisted his arm.

"Today we go out to play, I want to play shooting."

Feng Fan slightly pondered:

"Yuanfei, you heard me, go get ready."

Tong Yuanfei had been waiting in the lobby, and turned around when he heard the order.

Qi Bo approached Feng Fan.

"Master, there is a phone in the study."

"Go to the lobby, Jing Ming, go have breakfast."

Jing Ming walked away resentfully, Feng Fan came out after washing, and Qi Bo called.

"Master."

"Say."

"We now have some clues. Before the tea merchant died, he made an international phone call. The line was from Malaysia. He was transferred to Texas, USA, and then back to Malaysia. We used all our connections and encountered some troubles on the way. Just found out now."

"Malaysia's 'Silver Hook', what did you find?"

"I'm about to report that 'Silver Hook' is the codename of the second leader of the Lihai Gang in Malaysia. He hadn't joined it when you went there before, but he was recommended by others and acted ruthlessly. He quickly gained popularity in the gang and became a The second-in-command, currently has a tense relationship with Daimoko."

"Has anyone seen 'Silver Hook'?"

"Why do you ask that? Ah? I shouldn't ask, sir."

The voice on the other end of the phone is the internal investigation agency that Feng Fan left behind in Mexico. It was originally established to obtain business intelligence. He re-established it two years before quitting and became an intelligence agency. It will be used by him when necessary, and now it is all run by Uncle Mo manage.

"Since it's a personal enmity, it must be someone who knows me. If he shows up, we will find out."

"Yes, young master, this is very strange. I just heard that there is such a person, but no one knows his appearance. He seldom shows up. He only works in private. Some people will naturally spread his name."

"Keep an eye on what's going on in Malaysia and thoroughly investigate the 'Silver Hook'."

"Yes."

The information provided by the emperor is slightly repeated here, but it is not complete, it is not credible or has not been found out, but...

After hanging up the phone, Feng Fan pinched his brows and thought about it, a little concerned.

After saying to go to the shooting range, Jing Ming cheered and ran outside, and Qi Bo followed him to look at him.

Feng Fan brought the breakfast upstairs, and Zhan Chen had already woken up. He had used all the postures for one night, and his muscles were sore. When he saw Feng Fan coming in, he glared at him slightly angrily. His little face.

"Don't get up today."

"I heard that Jing Ming wants to shoot."

"Ok?"

"He was yelling just now, listen to him."

Feng Fan looked outside, Jing Ming was cheering for Qi Bo in the garden.Zhan Chen wants to go, he wants to stay with Feng Fan, Jing Ming is too clingy to Feng Fan, always eats his tofu, he wants to be jealous, but there is another selfish motive.

"I also need to go."

Zhanchen persisted.

"It doesn't hurt anymore?"

"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt."

Zhan Chen shook his head quickly, but was so embarrassed that he couldn't even put on his clothes, Feng Fan laughed angrily, and pulled him over to help him put on.

Two hours later,

"Master, look at me"

Jing Ming pulled Feng Fan to his side, looking radiant. Regardless of his young age, he holds the gun in a very imposing posture. The small-caliber pistol in his hand is like a toy. Bang", 3 meters shooting distance, three rounds of 50, 7,9,8, [-] rings,

"Master, have I made any progress..."

Jing Ming turned around and ran towards Feng Fan excitedly, his blue pupils were full of brilliance, happily asking him to praise him.

Feng Fan stroked his head, smiled and held up Zhan Chen's stunned chin. He was dumbfounded, but he didn't expect this little kid to beat him well, and when he was done, he stuck out his tongue at him and tilted his head to look at him provocatively .

"Idiot Zhan, the young master taught me these things, haha...You idiot must not be as good as me..."

Sudden pain in the back of the neck, Jing Ming screamed.

"Master, what are you doing?"

"Don't be rude to people."

"Well, I see, I'm sorry."

Jing Ming apologized to Zhan Chen with his lips curled up, and at the end he rolled his eyes, Zhan Chen smiled and protected him.

"I'm used to it, don't hurt him..."

The domestic np22.9mm pistol, Zhanchen held it in his hand for a while, and suddenly his eyes became sharp, as if he had changed into a different person, with one arm hanging in the air, his feet apart, and his gestures were steady. The same 50 meters, three bullets, 9.9.10. ring.

"Wow…"

This time, Jing Ming exclaimed loudly. He always thought that Zhan Chen was weak and he was a good man who could be bullied at will. He never expected his marksmanship to be so precise. , can't help turning his head to look at him with admiration.

"You, why didn't you say that you are so powerful, you are lying."

Jing Ming raised his eyebrows angrily, not convinced.

"You didn't ask."

Zhan Chen smiled, Feng Fan also said that when Xiao Jing Ming was coming over.

"Feng Fan."

He looked firmly at those black pupils, almost begging for the other's trust in his clean eyes.

Believe me.

I will protect myself.

tell me about you.

"Played well."

Saying this is not an answer, Feng Fan now understands why Zhanchen insisted on coming, and he wants to take this opportunity to ask him about him.

However, I don't want to put you in danger, and if necessary, I will send you far away. I would rather never know about me.

Feng Fan avoided his eyes, it was so hot that it hurt people.

"The last time Yu Shao was killed, you came to look for me, I don't know why you didn't receive my call, but you came to the courtyard to look for me later, and saw the information on my mobile phone, so you followed me, right?  … ..You called the police, but you didn't show up, and you were watching me, isn't that right?"

Zhan Chen looked at Feng Fan sadly.

"When I knew you were by my side, but didn't come out to help us, you know how disappointed I am...but, I was wrong, and you were testing me at that time... If I hadn't been afraid and hidden After Yu Shao is behind, now... will you be able to treat me as a companion, fight side by side with you, you won't... I know I will only become your burden, but I still want to stay by your side, Feng Fan... I don't know anything about you."

"Could it be that you also regard me as a male favorite, thinking that I have no right to know your present and your past."

Zhanchen understood that Feng Fan would not tell him even if he complained sadly, but he couldn't help but say it out. He remembered that in the past three months, there were several nights when Feng Fan came back very late, exhausted, as if he had spent a lot of time. With a lot of energy, he fell asleep on the bed. He secretly went downstairs to ask Tong Yuanfei. He looked equally tired, and there was a little blood on the clothes he changed. They were not injured, and the blood belonged to someone else.

Ever since he was attacked on the mountain, Zhanchen felt that Feng Fan's affairs had become more and more serious, and his situation was dangerous, but he didn't say anything, what happened at Huang's place last time, and when he went to work, he always felt that someone was following him. He saw that the person who was secretly following him was Yuan Fei.

"How could you think that way?"

Feng Fan was a little stunned, male pet? , how could you think that way.

Zhan Chen lowered his head and fell into Feng Fan's arms as if giving up, leaning against him,

"You don't want to say it, I don't force it, I'm just worried, if it causes trouble to you again, just treat me as nonsense."

"There are some things you don't need to know."

Feng Fan hugged him, his voice was soft but decisive, you should live under the calm sunshine, my world is too dark, I don't want to cast a shadow on you, do you understand?

This was the first time Zhan Chen had heard Feng Fan say this to him, and he didn't force him anymore, but it didn't mean he wouldn't check it himself.

"Master, help me look at this gun."

Jing Ming came whizzing over with a carbine, just as he saw Feng Fan's hand on Zhan Chen's waist, his smiling face immediately collapsed, and he shouted angrily:

"Master, it's not fair. He fights well. If you hug him, I can fight well too. I want to hug him too..."

It was only then that Zhanchen realized that they were still in the shooting range, his face turned red, and he looked around. Fortunately, everyone was immersed in the guns, and no one paid attention to them, but when he turned his head, he saw Feng Fan who seemed to be smiling. With a handsome face, he simply turned his head and ignored it.

Jing Ming pulled Feng Fan to the other side, and talked about his history of using spears. Feng Fan listened carefully and taught him patiently. Zhan Chen suddenly felt that Feng Fan was very kind to Jing Ming, so good that Jing Ming could treat him as he wanted. Acting like a baby and...eating tofu, a little sour taste burst out in my heart.

"Xiao Jingming should have followed Feng Fan a long time ago."

Zhan Chen sat down on the chair next to them and watched them. Tong Yuanfei was shooting from another direction. The firearms were reorganized, the bullets were loaded, the bullets were loaded, the aim was to pull the trigger, and the shooting was done in one go without any delay. He couldn't help but stand up and watch, 9.9.10.10. high ring.

"awesome!"

Zhan Chen blurted out, wondering if Tong Yuanfei heard it, and looked back at him, Zhan Chen immediately looked at him with eyes full of admiration, sweating profusely, this person is Wan Nian Bing, who is colder than Feng Fan, secretly Fortunately, he didn't let him sit back on the chair.