Seeing Mr. Qian, Lin Feng felt a little big, and secretly wondered how this person was so ghostly. I didn't talk about pestering myself for a long time during the day, and now I brought so many people over.

At the same time, Lin Feng saw that among the twelve people brought by Chief Manager Qian, there were actually two fourth-level cultivators, and the rest were third-level cultivators. I was secretly surprised by the strength of Mr. Qian, just after a while, he was able to find so many cultivators, and the level was not low, it seemed that this Mr. Qian's connections were very wide.

"Lin Feng, who are they?"

Dou Yuxin, who was behind Lin Feng, saw that more than a dozen people came at once, and the one who took the lead seemed to be very polite to Lin Feng, so he asked curiously.

Ever since I met Lin Feng, I hadn't seen him have any acquaintances in contact with. Now that so many people have appeared at once, according to Dou Yuxin's feelings, these people should all be cultivators. Therefore, it is common sense to be a little curious.

"It turns out that the master's surname is Lin, come and come, why don't you hurry up to meet the master of the Lin Gate."

After listening to Dou Yuxin's words, Manager Qian suddenly forgot to inquire about Lin Feng's name before secretly saying it. So he hurriedly turned around and said to those cultivators behind him.

"Meet the master!"

The twelve cultivators behind Chief Qian saluted Lin Feng in unison with a respectful attitude.

To Lin Feng's surprise, the prestige of this money manager seemed to be quite high. Generally speaking, as a cultivator, he was disdainful of ordinary people, but he didn't expect that these cultivators would be able to obey Mr. Qian's words, which was very unexpected to Lin Feng.

"I didn't promise to be your master."

Lin Feng was very depressed, he had never promised Mr. Qian to be the master of the chime gate. And now that the second apocalypse has broken out, this money manager still grasps this matter, which makes Lin Feng a little annoyed.

"This child is Ling Nanshan's grandson, if you want the master of the door, let him do it."

Lin Feng flashed sideways, revealing Ling Tian behind him. Ling Nanshan was the former owner of the Qimen Gate, and now he is deceased. It is also natural for his grandson to be the head of this door.

"The ancestors have an edict that only the owner of the coiled dragon string is the master of the Qimen Gate."

Manager Qian walked in front of Lin Feng, glanced at Ling Tian next to him, approached Lin Feng, and whispered.

It seems that this matter is still to ensure the safety of the owner of the door, and only a few people in the chime gate can know. Even those cultivators behind him, obviously Manager Qian didn't want them to know.

"Then I'll give him the coiled dragon, won't it be done?"

After listening to Manager Qian's words, Lin Feng spoke.

"The ancestors have an edict that unless they die, they must not be transferred to others."

Squinting his eyes, Mr. Qian said with a smile.

“……”

Lin Feng suddenly felt a little powerless, what kind of bullshit ancestral training, he set himself firmly. As if a hundred years ago, there would be this situation, Lin Feng scolded in his heart.

"Dong Wu, let's go."

Now Lin Feng has no power to argue with Manager Qian, seeing that the second end of the world has come, he doesn't have time to argue with others here.

Lin Feng took Dong Wu and Dou Yuxin and the four of them through the hall of the emergency center and walked outside the door. After being cleaned up by Mr. Qian before, the zombies at the door have been cleaned up. Only a few ordinary zombies in the distance, chasing the panicked fleeing people.

"Protect the Gatekeeper!"

Just after Lin Feng and the four of them went out, Manager Qian and the twelve cultivators also rushed out of the gate of the emergency center.

When the twelve cultivators heard Manager Qian's words, they surrounded Lin Feng and the four of them, one in front and one in the back, two level 4 cultivators, and the other level 3 cultivators surrounded the four of them. Half of these cultivators put away their guns and took out their long knives, looking like they were ready to fight.

Looking at Manager Qian's heroic appearance, Lin Feng couldn't laugh or cry. Lin Feng was very annoyed by the entanglement of the money manager in his heart, but he couldn't kill him with one shot. Now Lin Feng really has no way to deal with him, so he has to ignore it.

"Let's go, ignore him."

After Lin Feng finished speaking, he took Dong Wu and a few people to the parking place, there was an ordinary zombie in the car, and when he saw Lin Feng coming, his instinct to crave food made this zombie rush towards Lin Feng.

With the knife in his hand, Lin Feng cut off the zombie's head as soon as he arrived. Dealing with ordinary zombies, Lin Feng was as simple as chopping vegetables.

"The master of the door is so good!"

The manager of Qian, who was following Lin Feng and them, did not forget to make a sycophant at this time.

There was no time to pay attention to the manager of Qian, and Lin Feng and the others got into the car. Starting the car, Lin Feng drove in the direction of the hospital gate.

"Protect the door master!"

Seeing Lin Feng get into the car, Manager Qian gave an order and got into four cars with the twelve cultivators. The four sedans are all the same style and color, and it is not easy to get the same car together in the last days.

In the section of the road from the emergency center to the hospital gate, ordinary zombies continue to appear. In order to prevent the car from breaking down due to the impact of the zombies, Lin Feng avoided these zombies as much as possible.

Out of the hospital gate, Lin Feng drove the car to the street and drove in the direction of the rented house.

The whole street was in chaos, and people who had fled were looking for the zombies of the living. The Nanshan base has a large population, and among the more than 300,000 people, there are many zombies.

While avoiding the zombies, Lin Feng had to keep observing the situation around him. Gunshots rang out on the street, and Lin Feng didn't want to be hit by a stray bullet. Lin Feng himself is a level 5 cultivator who is not afraid of bullets at all, but there are still three people in the car, even if it is Dou Yuxin, a level 3 cultivator, the gun still poses a certain threat to him, not to mention that there is also Dong Wu, who is an ordinary person.

"It's ghostly!"

While observing the surrounding situation, Lin Feng found through the rearview mirror that there were four cars following behind his car all the way. Don't even think about it, it must be the annoying guy in charge of money. Even when he left the hospital, he still followed behind. The dark and slightly bloated face of Manager Qian appeared in his mind, and Lin Feng was also drunk.

Stepping on the accelerator to the end, Lin Feng's car rushed forward like a sharp sword, and Lin Feng wanted to completely get rid of the annoying guy who was in charge of money.

Cars with a large displacement have a clear advantage, and you can see through the rearview mirror that you are getting farther and farther away from the car that is following behind. In just a dozen seconds, the four sedans disappeared in the rearview mirror.

"Whew!"

Seeing the convoy that had thrown off Manager Qian, Lin Feng sighed. Keep driving forward while observing your surroundings.

"Drop!"

At this moment, the doomsday watch on Lin Feng's wrist rang.

"Open the door slowly, pay attention to safety!"

Raising his arm and seeing the content of a message displayed on the end of the world, Lin Feng was suddenly startled and almost drove the car out of the street.

This money manager actually knew the contact information of Lin Feng's Doomsday Table!