Qin Feng took the package and put it directly into the trunk of the car, and when she turned around, the girl in black had disappeared.

Qin Feng couldn't help but touch his nose, it was still the same, it hadn't changed at all.

The girl's name is Yang Ziqian, she is a seed figure in Qin Feng's mercenary group, except for a few brothers of the Qin family, Yang Ziqian is the strongest, don't look at her as just a woman, but there is no ambiguity at all when it comes to killing.

Yang Ziqian, like Qin Feng, majored in assassination, and she was like a black widow in the mercenary world, she had no feelings for anyone, but the only exception would be Qin Feng.

Yang Ziqian's code name is Shadow, only a few people know that this "shadow" is living under Qin Feng's light and corruption, and it is "the exclusive of the young master".

I didn't expect the second one to be her!

Qin Feng's face became embarrassed, Yang Ziqian is a beauty, and she is no worse than Zhang Xue at all, Yang Ziqian appeared at this time, what would Zhang Xue think?

Shaking his head violently, Qin Feng told himself that the soldiers were coming, the water was coming to cover the earth, and the sky was falling when it was covered.

"Hey, Qin Feng, the bell for the morning reading class has ringed, why are you still standing here?" A voice pulled Qin Feng's soul wandering consciousness back to reality.

Looking at it intently, it was Qin Feng's squad leader, holding a broom in his hand, and he should have just returned from cleaning in the bagan area.

Qin Feng's class is the eighth class of high school, and this class is in some ways at the top of the entire school, not only on the highest floor of the teaching building, but also an independent class.

Why is the eighth class of the third year of high school so special? It is not because of anything else, this class is called the "once-in-a-century class," and those who have the courage to enter the eighth class will not be good students.

Some of the students in Class 8 are a little arrogant, even if the head teacher encounters them, they have to walk around.

"Squad leader, good morning!" Qin Feng smiled slightly, walked over, patted the squad leader's shoulder, and looked very familiar.

The squad leader was a little unaccustomed to it, looked at Qin Feng's outfit today, and said with a smile: "Qin Feng, are you going on a blind date today or are you deliberately selling cuteness?"

"Look at what you said!" Qin Feng glanced at him and explained: "You see that our eighth class is so majestic at school, I wear like a dirt bun all day long, isn't it a shame for our eighth class?

The students of Class 8 were called "ruffian students", but none of them thought that this was an insult to them, but they were proud.

It's a deterrent, they know a basket!

"Okay, your elm head has finally opened up, I thought you would only fight!Let's go, today is the class of the old lady of the gods!" The class leader laughed and scolded, and walked to the class with a broom.

The old lady of the god stick, the head teacher of the eighth class, looks like she is in her forties, she is strict and difficult to speak, and she is called "the old woman of the god stick" by the students in private.

Why are the students of Class 8 so good at fighting? Their bodies are so strong? It's not for no reason, the six-story classroom, the welfare club on the ground floor, run more than ten or twenty times a day, can they not be physically strong?

Is there an elevator in the school, Qin Feng has become a dead dog when he climbed to the door of the classroom, of course, his expression was exaggerated, and when he wanted to slip in from the back door of the classroom, suddenly, a knife broke and shouted.

"Qin Feng, hand in your homework first, and then stand outside the classroom for half an hour!" The voice was from a middle-aged woman, and she didn't have to think about it to know that it was the old woman.

Qin Feng, who was in a cat, knew that he had been discovered, so he simply didn't hide, straightened up, scratched his head, and said, "Yo, Teacher Zhao, good morning!"

"Good morning, you come a little later, you can eat!" The old woman's face was very ugly, Qin Feng was a prickly student in the class, he was usually stunned, and he didn't talk much, what happened today, his mouth became sharp.

Qin Feng rolled his eyes, put on a smiling posture, and said to the old woman: "That, Teacher Zhao, don't you just ask me why I'm late? Maybe someone in my family is dead or someone is married?"

The old woman's mind was dark, and she knew that Qin Feng was intentional, but she couldn't explain it without asking the reason, so she asked, "Then why are you late?"

"Overslept!" Qin Feng didn't even think about it, and replied directly.

"You! you...... You ......" When the old woman heard Qin Feng's answer, her body suddenly trembled with anger, and she almost passed in one breath, "Give me a go out and be punished for a day!"

Regarding the incident of Qin Feng playing the head teacher, except for laughing, no one helped Qin Feng speak, and they were just watching the show.

Each sweeps the snow in front of his own door, who cares about the frost on the tiles?

In fact, a class like this is more like a society, and it is more capable of students growing.

And Qin Feng didn't care too much about the state of no one pleading, he originally thought that Zhang Xue, a girl, as a member of the study committee, would be able to sleep on the table for a day if she said a few words for herself, but now, it seems that she can only stand for a day.

Throwing the schoolbag to the position next to the trash can, Qin Feng turned around in a dashing manner and walked out of the classroom without any nostalgia, but as soon as he walked out of the back door, he walked towards the welfare club without any stops.

Do you think the thorn head of Class 8 will be so easy to recognize?

The welfare club was originally just a commissary, but it was just a welfare club of Qin Feng's school, which was a bit different.

When Qin Feng walked into the door of the shop, the boss first smiled at him and pointed to a small door next to him, with an ambiguous expression.

Qin Feng nodded and combed his hair again, today's Qin Feng is the most suitable for life behind the small door.

Opening the inconspicuous door, a dull whistling sound came from the side of the small door.

As Qin Feng went deeper and deeper, the cheers grew louder and louder as they got older, and finally the almost hysterical shouts came over like a loudspeaker.

At the end of the trail is a gorgeous gate, decorated with various colored lights, which are flashing and somewhat dazzling.

When I opened the door, I felt a boiling sensation, this was a speakeasy!

It's obviously early in the morning, and on the ground, there are students working hard, but underground, there are bright lights, such a corrupt scene.

With a calm smile on his face, Qin Feng slowly stepped into this speakeasy.

The energetic music penetrated into his ears like a magic sound, the air was mixed with the smell of alcohol, and the unique stale atmosphere of the basement, Qin Feng suppressed the restlessness of his body and slowly walked to the bar.

"Handsome guy, please have a drink!~" Suddenly, a female voice came from Qin Feng's ears, a little cold, but such a voice said flirtatious words, giving Qin Feng an indescribable pleasure.

Gently hugging the girl behind her, the smile on the corner of Qin Feng's mouth became gentle: "Beauty is like jade, warm wine is like lips, what do you want to drink?"

The girl was seventeen years old, with a black dress and a black hat, and a black cowboy!