Lin Feng's body stiffened, and his whole person didn't dare to move as if he was frozen in ice, and there was only one thought in his heart: "Oops, I was discovered." ”

The room was quietly falling a needle, Lin Feng's wide eyes looked ahead through the dim moonlight, and the cold sweat on his forehead continued to drip deep into his pupils.

There was a stalemate for nearly two minutes, and when he wondered if he had heard it wrong, the next voice struck him like a lightning strike: "If you climbed in through the second window, don't hide." ”

"Sure enough, it was discovered."

When the facts were in front of him, Lin Feng relaxed, and still moved his calves on the spot, comforting himself: "It's just a rich second generation, what's so scary." ”

The relaxed expression on his face had already frozen, no matter how much he deceived himself, he couldn't deny that this rich second generation was very different from what he had seen before, and he was scheming and clever.

There have been more than 20 international battles, and the danger is even worse than today's. The hands and feet are clean and smooth, and the king of the world's soldiers can't imagine that the boat will capsize in the gutter.

"Do you know who I am?"

Lin Feng hoarsely clutched his throat, trying to use his voice to lure the target suspect to someone else.

There was a stir in the room, and a few seconds later the rich second generation spoke.

"I have many enemies, but I'm sure no one dares to come to the door late at night. Because those opponents know how closely I am secretly monitored in this room. ”

Li Zhe, who expected today's situation, did not dare to enter a deep sleep at all, and his body, which had already lived at night as a day, still had insomnia.

Hearing the slightest movement, he instantly sobered up, quickly pressed down the laptop monitor, and pulled out the steel pipe that had been prepared long ago from the quilt to keep on guard. If you really want to stage an all-out martial arts, a beating is absolutely inevitable.

At this moment, he could only brag wildly and calm people down: "Tell you, this apartment is not just two monitoring probes on the surface, there are five eavesdropping devices in the secret, which are transmitted to my network disk in real time through Bluetooth." If something happens to me, tomorrow the video and audio recordings will be taken to the police station. ”

Lin Feng gasped, not suspecting that the rich second generation had lied to him. The balcony had a good view, and the flickering infrared in the dead corner of the living room had already been noticed by him.

"This is an extremely insecure rich second generation, and he has made countless enemies. Maybe someone has already done the type of infiltration, but he ambushed it in advance. ”

Lin Feng had a feeling that it was difficult to ride a tiger, his purpose today was just to find evidence of some drug abuse of this rich second generation, and if the progress went well, he would leave a note here to intimidate the other party.

Now that he found out that he was wrong, with the shrewdness of this rich second generation, even if he has done countless crimes, his family will not leave the slightest evidence.

"Do you think I can't really hear who you are because of the deliberately changed voice? Six hours ago, we met for the first time. ”

The faint voice of the rich second generation made Lin Feng's heart sink to the bottom, it seems that there is no way to be good today. He calmly drew the dagger from his waist, and waved it in the void a few times, the metallic texture of the dagger surface glowing with chills in the moonlight.

In the moment when he held the weapon, Lin Feng was suppressed several times, whether it was a cold weapon or a gunfire weapon, he was confident that few people in the present generation could compare with him.

"In the end, do you have to solve it by yourself? Then come on. Lin Feng was like a cheetah in foraging, and he half-squatted down to stay on guard.

"You think I'm going to fight you? No, no, no, I am a rich second generation of literary and artistic ideals, and I disdain hand-to-hand combat for undignified activities. ”

Lin Feng, who was listening to his ears, did not feel relaxed, but became more vigilant, the two sides did not meet in the dark, and the rich second generation actually anticipated his actions first, as if every thought was judged by him in advance.

It's IQ crushing. Lin Feng gritted his teeth and turned his gaze to the windowsill, and the thought of retreating rose to him.

"If you leave now, either through the window or through the main entrance, I will not see it. Tonight's recording won't be there either. ”

Quietly retreating to the windowsill, Lin Feng couldn't describe the horror at the moment, the window that had just been opened carried the cold wind of the morning dew, and it still couldn't drive away the heat in his heart.

"Terrible scheming, terrifying rich second generation."

Lin Feng jumped on the windowsill and stared deeply into the darkness again, engraved today's failure in his mind.

Even decades later, he will not forget tonight's action, and for the first time in his life, he will bear the bitter consequences of failure.

Fortunately, he only said one sentence in a different voice from beginning to end, and the rich second generation would have insufficient evidence even if he looked for ballast.

Black leather gloves ensure that no fingerprints are left along the way, and a gray cap and size 42 casual shoes and jacket will burn on the way back.

"Wait, it's not over."

Lin Feng secretly put down this cruel sentence, jumped out of the balcony cleanly, jumped to the white rainwater pipe again, and lowered his hands and feet to the ground at an extremely fast speed.

Feeling some kind of searching gaze, Lin Feng suddenly raised his head, and the four gazes collided in the air. He snorted, lowered his hat, and faded into the darkness.

On the balcony on the ninth floor, Li Zhe, who was wise and almost demonic, sat down and collapsed on the sofa without any image.

"It's scary, it's scary, the baby is going to be scared to death."

His heart seemed to be beating out of his chest, Li Zhe slapped his chest, his arm trembling irregularly, betraying his mind to fluctuate violently.

"The rich second generation in books is definitely a high-risk occupation."

The mortality rate is more than 30%, and the rest of the life is not easy, 50% are sent to prison, and 10% of the family is destroyed and becomes beggars. 5% of their faces were swollen for a long time, and they were beaten again after being cured.

Only 5% betray the evil and chaotic camp and join the protagonist's order and good camp, and can live leisurely for a few years.

Is there a tragedy?

Although everything developed as Li Zhe had planned, it was a pity that the sling silk had never encountered the enemy in his life and sneaked in late at night.

"The king of soldiers, the king of gods, and the king of the king, do they have no common sense of the law, and they break into people's houses at night at every turn, which is to discredit the construction of spiritual civilization in the country governed by law."

Complaining is complaining, Li Zhe still has a pride on his face that can't be concealed, and he retreats from the enemy.

"The first and second steps were successfully completed."

Li Zhe can imagine the collapse of the book with a few steps of his actions tonight, and the flirtatious green protagonist gives enough hints in the bar.

The appearance of a rich second generation with a high IQ to beat the protagonist caused a shock in the hearts of white readers is simply a nuclear bomb explosion.

How can the rich second generation be so awesome, the protagonist actually ran away, this is definitely not right. Then the reason must be the author SB, a few blind scribbles.

This book will definitely spew out from novice readers.

Li Zhe's combination punch was not just these few clicks, he clicked on the mobile phone social software and sent a message to one of Ah Biao's friends.

"Let's start tomorrow."

Ah Biao is a rich second-generation gangster, and Li Zhe is ready to use it.

"Li Shao, don't worry, I have been preparing for a long time here, just waiting for your instructions."

Looking at the title of Li Shao on the screen, Li Zhe was disgusted, with more than 20 years of experience, there are several rich second generations among his classmates, where does the term "less" come from.

"Shao Nima, in the future, I will call Mr. or direct name."

resentment of this word is also one of the reasons why Li Zhe can't look down on Xiaobaiwen.

"Yes, Mr. Lee."