As he spoke, he picked up the phone.

"Lin Feng, what are you doing?"

Lin Feng smiled and said, "I'm hungry, come out and buy something to eat, it's so late, second master, you haven't slept yet?" ”

"I just invited Chen Lingge to dinner."

"Chen Lingge? Who? Lin Feng deliberately pretended not to know.

"Oh, the boss of Mochizuki Pavilion." Second Master Ding said quietly.

"He's coming to Jing'an?"

"Why, you don't know?" Lin Feng's words were a bit unexpected by Second Master Ding.

Lin Feng said angrily: "Damn, no one told me, special code, Lao Tzu is still not the deputy leader of the Dragon League, second master, you don't take me seriously!" ”

Second Master Ding hurriedly laughed and said: "Lin Feng, where are you, I didn't tell you, and I don't want you to be distracted, mainly because you also know the relationship between Mochizuki Pavilion and Bai Wu, and you have had a holiday with Bai Wu before, to put it bluntly, you just don't want to cause you trouble." ”

"So, I still have to thank you, Second Master?" Lin Feng sneered and said, "I don't know what trouble I'll get into if I tell me." ”

Second Master Ding was speechless, he didn't expect Lin Feng to know about this at all.

"Okay, Lin Feng, don't be angry, it's me, the old man, who didn't do things well, and I apologize to you."

Hearing this, Lin Feng smiled and said, "It's not necessary, I want to know what Chen Lingge is doing in Jing'an City?" ”

"Come to Xingshi to ask for the guilt, but the person has been handed over according to Jihua, and this matter can probably end like this."

"Hey, it's over, I'm the one who is most afraid of trouble."

Second Master Ding suddenly muttered in his heart: "You are a trouble!" ”

Although he thought so in his heart, he smiled and said: "Well, don't worry about these things, managing Xuanwu Hall is what you have to do now, I heard that Tieshou said that you haven't officially taken over yet?" ”

"I'll go tomorrow night, I've been busy lately and don't have time."

Second Master Ding replied and said: "Well, good haode, Lin Feng, your IQ and kung fu are not bad, I value you very much, don't let me down." ”

"Haha, I think I'm great too."

"Okay, don't stink, I'm hanging, call me when you have something to do."

Lin Feng answered and hung up the phone.

On the way back, Lin Feng's head was like a repeater, constantly thinking about what Second Master Ding had just said to him on the phone.

At this moment, a man in his thirties suddenly waved at him on the side of the road, looking honest and honest.

Lin Feng stopped the car, lowered the window and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

The man smiled apologetically and said, "Brother, I'm sorry, my car is out of gas, can you get some gas out of your car!" ”

"Why don't you call for help?"

"Hey, don't mention it, I'm from out of town, and I really don't know who to call."

"You can get it, but the key is how to get it?"

"I've got a hose here." The middle-aged man raised the thumb-thick plastic hose in his hand as he spoke.

Lin Feng glanced at him a few times and said, "Okay!" ”

With that, he opened the oil cap and got out of the car.

The middle-aged man walked towards the back of the car, and Lin Feng followed.

Just a few steps away, the middle-aged man suddenly turned around, and the next second Lin Feng was stunned, a dark muzzle was aimed at him, and when he looked at this middle-aged man with a dignified and honest appearance, he had already had a hideous face, staring at Lin Feng with an incomparably terrifying murderous aura.