The Cao family's villa.

In the study, smoke fills the air.

Cao Yang sat comfortably on the rattan chair, resting on the edge of the table with Erlang's legs crossed, his left index finger rhythmically tapping, patiently waiting for something.

Knock knock!

There was a rough knock on the door, and a small figure appeared in the doorway.

"Come on, sit down!"

The person who came hummed and sat calmly across the table, neither humble nor arrogant, silent.

Cao Yangsen smiled coldly, spit out the smoke ring, took out a photo from his arms and threw it on the table. "Look at this person clearly, you have to do him tonight, start clean!"

"In addition, the woman next to him can't be kept, the address is behind the photo, you have to remember!"

The visitor picked up the photo on the table, looked at it with a frown for three seconds, then took out a lighter and burned it, and then left the room without saying anything.

The cigar continued to burn, and wisps of smoke rose up, obscuring Cao Yang's hideous expression.

Ever since Wu Feng injured Cao Hui for Chen Hui's **, Wu Feng has left a bad mark in Cao Yang's mind, and it has continued to spread over time.

Now, Cao Yang finally can't help but make a tough move, like crushing an ant to death!

Looking out the window, the afterglow of the setting sun was already spreading gold, and the night was about to fall.

After a busy afternoon, the Chuangke Energy plant has basically returned to normal, two new battery production lines have been put back into normal production in the afternoon, and the delayed goods have also been sent to the freight yard in time to be loaded into containers and sent away.

There was also good news from the hospital, Qiu Bin had woken up, and heard that Wu Feng and Chen Hui had visited him in the hospital, so he hurriedly asked the secretary to return to the company, and handed over the bidding case for the automation factory-related equipment that he had prepared to Wu Feng.

Automated factory, this is not a new word, but at present is not the mainstream, there is no real sense of automation factory in the world, in the soft surname of the highly developed automated processing today, any factory still seems to be unable to get rid of the human factor.

In any case, Chen Hui was busy handling the company's affairs on behalf of Qiu Bin, while Wu Feng was concentrating on the bidding proposed by Qiu Bin.

The automated factory required by the spirit core must be built as soon as possible, which is the main reason why Wu Feng directly circled more than 20 suppliers in half an afternoon.

Instead of going through the process, no bidding, and no need for all kinds of technical contacts and communication, Wu Feng directly asked the Innovation and Technology Energy Marketing Department to start communicating with these manufacturers, not seeking the most expensive, but seeking the best and fastest.

When the bloody remnant sun smeared the gorgeous clouds, Wu Feng finally pulled Chen Hui's soft little hand and got into the car and went home.

The evening breeze is light and the traffic is like weaving.

Chen Hui, who got off work with Wu Feng for the first time, enjoyed the peace of mind very much, holding her cheek with one hand, and staring at Wu Feng who was concentrating on driving affectionately.

It is said that serious men are the coolest, Chen Hui had a flush on her cheeks, and she moved her gaze back to the front, a little excited.

Wu Feng was bent on driving, he couldn't care about Chen Hui's small actions at this time, his mind was full of thoughts, Cao Yang, as the head of the Cao family, would definitely not be untargeted, since he released cruel words, he would definitely not take no action.

It's just, does Cao Yang dare?

Cadillac stopped slowly, Wu Feng was not in a hurry to get out of the car, there was always some anxiety in his heart, as if something was going to happen.

This was a dangerous intuition, Wu Feng could feel the coldness and determination from his back to his backbone, needless to say, this was a murderous aura.

Looking ahead suddenly, it was a seven-seater domestic business car with an unattractive appearance, and many traders were keen to use it to mix passengers and goods, but the car in front of him made Wu Feng feel a little strange.

Countless escapes from death have trained Wu Feng's prediction and perception of danger, which is an intuition that cannot be reasonably explained by peak technology, and now this feeling is so strong.

"Are you home?"

Chen Hui, who was taking a nap on the road, rubbed her sleepy eyes, stretched lazily, unbuckled her seat belt and got out of the car with Wu Feng.

Shopping for groceries and going upstairs, Wu Feng has been calmly holding Chen Hui's hand and talking and laughing, Chen Hui, who is unaware of the danger, is immersed in the sweetness of the world of the two, and he is not aware of the danger at all.

Syllable!

Closing the door, Wu Feng's back oozed a trace of sweat, and he had to admire Cao Yang for being really generous.

Four people came in the seven-seater business car, and when Wu Feng and Chen Hui went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables, they followed the guy all the way, and it was not until Wu Feng and Chen Hui went upstairs that the tracking was suspended.

There is nothing unusual in the house!

After Wu Feng locked the door, Chen Hui was still busy in the kitchen, so he quickly checked the various rooms and balconies, and there was no trace of intrusion, but the business car downstairs did not move.

"Feng, what are you looking for?"

Chen Hui was busy around the kitchen with an apron, but saw Wu Feng looking around strangely, as if he was looking for something.

"I'm looking for that cardboard box!"

"In the storage room, I carried it in with Sister Ling'er in the morning!"

Chen Hui replied naturally while chopping vegetables, but Wu Feng hurriedly entered the storage room and found the cardboard box.

"Spirit core, paralyzed, don't sleep, there must be a big bustle tonight!"

Awakening the dormant spirit core, Wu Feng immediately returned it to the robot form it condensed into, although it was still the appearance of a garbage cleaner, but it was full of energy and full of combat power.

"Master, what's not lively, what about our automated factory? You have to remember this, but don't forget! ”

The spirit core doesn't seem to care at all, what it lacks most now is an automated factory, of course, it can also be said to be a laboratory, if there is no this, a large amount of scientific and military information will not be able to be the actual result.

It's like a hairy deception copied in a USB drive, but there is no medium such as a computer to play, there is a ball!

"Rub, it's being done, you're in a hurry!"

Wu Feng put away the cardboard box, and after thinking for a while, he said angrily: "Now what I'm most worried about is that they all have real guys, no matter how strong Lao Tzu's melee fighting ability is, he can't parry the bullets, I have to look up to you tonight!" ”

"Really?"

As soon as the spirit core heard this, it changed into the appearance of a combat robot.

The tracked legs, the short pincer-like arms, and the boxy belly all mimic the anatomy of the human body and become flexible limbs.

Of course, due to the lack of intelligent nanobots, the belly of the spirit core is extraordinarily petite, but the angular head that looks like Transformers Optimus Prime is still very murderous.

The left and right hands are no longer pincers, but sharp and cold blades, as well as single-barreled shaped ion cannons.

Looking at the murderous new appearance of the spirit core, Wu Feng had to admire once again that the prehistoric civilization was really domineering and leaking, and it was able to create such a strange coffee with murderous intent.

"Quack, master, look at my new look, it's cool enough, isn't it?"

As he spoke, he raised his left and right arms high and posed as a show of his "biceps". 、

"Mother Xipi, it's cool, it's handsome, okay?"

"Hehe, thank you for the compliment, but the master is sure that anyone who trespasses into this suite tonight can be killed?"

"Nonsense, it's just me and your mistress tonight, and everyone else is not good, so you don't want to invite them for a drink?"

Wu Feng didn't have time to argue with the spirit core, so he left the room after a few words.

The food in the kitchen was already fragrant, and the diligent Chen Hui cooked a table of delicious dishes.

"The meal is ready, wash your hands and serve!"

With a happy smile, Chen Hui put a plate of vinegared shredded potatoes into the bowl neatly, but unexpectedly, Wu Feng took her into his arms from behind.

Gently embracing the slender waist of the beauty, feeling the softness of the flat belly, and experiencing the curvature of the ** straight beauty, Wu Feng gently sniffed and smelled the fragrance of the strands of hair.

"Baby, thank you for your hard work!"

Wu Feng whispered softly in his ear, accompanied by the hot air blowing into his ears, which made Chen Huiqiao's ears itchy and crispy, shrunk his neck slightly, and said angrily: "Don't mess around, eat first, okay?" ”

Wu Feng just didn't let go, but slowly stroked his abdomen, like a demon's claw, his right hand slowly climbed towards the peak, and said with a smile: "Then you mean that you can mess around after eating?" ”

Chen Hui's stir-fry action on the plate froze, she looked back at Wu Feng with silky eyes, twisted her waist and said in annoyance: "Hmm...... Don't do that, okay? ”

Breaking free from Wu Feng's embrace, Chen Hui briskly brought the dishes to the table and put the dishes and chopsticks, and took the lead in serving Wu Feng a bowl of white rice after sitting down elegantly. ”

A meal of dinner was eaten very slowly, when the orange street lamp light began to try to reflect the night sky, making the night scene look yellow, Wu Feng, who was full of food and drink, and Chen Hui, who was working hard to cook, leaned comfortably on the sofa and talked about love.

Taking off the apron in front of him, Wu Feng let Chen Hui, who was wearing professional clothes, lie comfortably on the **, stretched out his hand to hold the familiar delicate jade hand, and couldn't help but admire the beautiful lover.

Chen Hui, who is tall and **, wears a shirt and a short skirt, and she can already show infinite charm without hollowing out black silk, especially lying on her legs, Wu Feng's eyes can just see through the gap in the buttons of the shirt.

Looking back, the curvaceous curves rise out of the curvature, the short skirt can't cover the **** white greasy, and there is a pair of round and ** beautiful legs.

Wu Feng didn't put all his thoughts on the relationship between men and women, he was thinking and waiting, not knowing when the killer arranged by Cao Yang would break into the door.

The TV was still playing a boring soap opera, Wu Feng, who had no intention of watching it, gently explored his fingertips on his silky back, leaned over and kissed gently, Chen Hui, who was already a wife, was still shy to dodge, but helplessly Wu Feng's brute force right hand had swept to his chest and unbuttoned it......

The unusually soft start, Wu Feng kneaded and pinched it skillfully, and kissed it lightly, Chen Hui, who was lying on her side, involuntarily began to move emotionally, twisting her delicate body to refuse to welcome.

Finally, Chen Hui turned around and faced each other, her cheeks flushed with excitement were like ripe apples, and under the bright forehead, ** and curved eyelashes fluttered, ** her eyes were full of infinite spring love, but there was still a trace of shyness.

Under the light of the chandelier, the slightly upturned red lips glowed with ** color luster, Wu Feng greedily printed it and pried open the hot and humid **, so that the two spirit tongues were unscrupulously entangled, and after a while, the intimate greasy **** sounded ****. (To be continued.) )