"Stop farting! What's going on in your head, kid?"
Lan He was arguing wildly, "You don't know, the background under the peony flowers."
"Oh? Is this organization very powerful?"
Feng Lin only knew that they were an organization of assassins, and he didn't know much about other matters.
"Have you noticed that most of the masters you have met are old men, and you rarely see old ladies."
Lan He's voice came from the phone.
"Well, indeed."
Feng Lin nodded. Although it is true that men are better than women in terms of physical fitness, there are too few female old masters.
"Look at the young female geniuses around you. The total number is definitely not as high as that of men, but there should be a lot of them, right?"
Lan He continued to ask.
"That's right, just the few from Dead Night are far superior to ordinary people."
Feng Lin replied.
"Then tell me, where have all these former proud daughters of heaven gone?"
After Lan He said so much, he came to the topic again.
"Theycould it be possible?"
Feng Lin's eyes widened.
"Some of them are naturally married and have children, but more people choose to continue to practice, because they look down on the men around them, and as time goes by, they will grow old."
Lan He said with a smile, "There are quite a few women like this in Peony Flowers."
"You explain so much, but you still don't covet other people's bodies? You are despicable."
Feng Lin pouted.
"You know what a fart, I don't know how many hidden masters in Huaxia are unwilling to join the country. Now that their former goddess has joined, what will they do?"
Lan He said over there.
"So that's the truth."
Feng Lin suddenly realized.
"Here I have a task for you. Come to my house right away. I have already made an appointment to talk to them."
Lan He said over there.
"What am I going to do?" Feng Lin rolled his eyes.
"After all, we belong to the country. Since we are chatting with them, we must show our corresponding strength."
Lan He paused, and continued, "Old Zheng will come to support the situation, and the younger generation will naturally be you."
"What identity should I use? The dead doctor or me, Feng Lin?"
Feng Lin planned to go back anyway, so it's okay to go there.
"Use the identity of a dead doctor. It will be more recognizable, and it won't affect your identity as Feng Lin."
Lan He thought for a while and said.
"Okay, then I'll go over now."
Feng Lin nodded
At the same time, in the back row of a Buick GL8, several women were sitting here chatting.
Among them, Du Zilan was sitting here, and she looked at the woman beside her with a smile.
Although his face is wrinkled and his hair is gray, he has a unique charm.
"Aunt Zhang, I still want to thank you. I thought it would be very difficult, but I didn't expect the country to accept us with just one call from you."
Du Zilan smiled and grabbed the woman's hand.
This woman's name is Zhang Yuhe, and she followed her when she was in the island country.
However, Du Zilan wanted to practice alone, and didn't want her to help.
So she has been waiting at the hotel.
"It's okay." Zhang Yuhe shook his head lightly.
"Ha ha!"
At this time, a somewhat old smile came from sitting in the back row.
This is also an older woman.
However, there are relatively few wrinkles on her face, except for some wrinkles at the corners of her mouth.
She has long black hair, and the skin on her face is a little loose, but it can also be seen that she was once a big beauty.
She wears sunglasses and has peony-shaped earrings on her ears.
Compared with Zhang Yuhe, she is more fashionable.
This person's name is Wei Wei, and he is also a master under the peony flower.
"Aunt Wei, what are you laughing at?"
Du Zilan turned around and asked.
"Do you know who Miss Zhang is calling?" Wei Wei asked with a smile.
"I know, it's Wujian's big shot, I heard it's called Zheng Wenwen." Du Zilan replied.
"Yes, do you know the relationship between Zheng Wenwen and Sister Zhang?"
Wei Wei took off her sunglasses and asked with a smile.
"Wei Wei! Enough is enough. ???
Zhang Yuhe turned his head and glared at her.
Du Zilan became more and more curious, with a gossiping expression on her face: "Aunt Wei, what's the relationship?"
"It's Sister Zhang's spare tire." Wei Wei said with a smile.
"I rub it? Is it true?" Du Zilan looked at Zhang Yuhe in shock.
"Don't listen to her nonsense, Zheng Wenwen is a good man." Zhang Yuhe explained, "It's my brother."
"He is a dull senior brother. He always thinks about the genius junior sister, and he dare not confess. He has been giving silently."
Wei Wei said with a smile, "I'm in my seventies and eighties now, and I'm still an old bachelor."
"Wow!"
Du Zilan smiled and hugged Zhang Yuhe's arm, "That's amazing, Aunt Zhang."
At this moment, Zhang Yuhe's phone rang.
She picked it up to take a look, and found that it was Zheng Wenwen's phone, and immediately connected, "Brother."
"Haha! ShiJunior Sister, are youarrived?"
Zheng Wenzai is known for his strictness in Wujian, or the base.
Everyone knows that he has always had a bad temper.
But now, speaking is nervous and intermittent.
Both Du Zilan and Wei Wei surpassed the realm of divine aperture, and they could hear everything clearly.
"I've already arrived in Yunshi, and I'm still two hours away from Jiangshi." Zhang Yuhe asked calmly, "What's the matter?"
"This timecough cough, the dead doctor will also come, I wonder if you have heard of it?"
Zheng Wenwen asked with a smile.
"What?"
Du Zilan was still covering her mouth and smiling, but when she heard this, she immediately restrained her smile.
She already knew that Feng Lin was the dead doctor.
If he just appeared as the boss under the peony flower, wouldn't Feng Lin know that he is Du Qingyu's mother?
Du Zilan lowered her head, feeling a little short of breath.
It's over!
Ruined!
"I heard that we used to be considered killers, so we naturally know the name of the dead doctor."
Zhang Yuhe said with a smile, "We just met and chatted."
"Okay! Okay! Then hang up first, I'm already here."
Zheng Wenwen said with a smile.
"good!"
Zhang Yuhe hung up the phone.
Wei Wei, who was sitting in the back row, laughed out loud.
"Stop laughing! Miss, what's wrong with you?"
Zhang Yuhe looked at Du Zilan next to him.
"I Aunt Zhang, can I hide my identity?"
Du Zilan's expression was a little embarrassed, "It's enough for you and Aunt Wei to be here this time."
"How can this work? After all, you are our nominal boss. If you don't show up, it's too shameful for the other party."
Zhang Yuhe asked plainly.
"I I pretended to be an ordinary team member, and you said that the boss was seriously injured and was recovering at home, so I wanted to wash my hands."
Du Zilan's smile was a little embarrassed.
"Xiao Du, what's wrong with you?" Wei Wei asked with her head on the front.
"Iwill talk about it later."
Du Zilan immediately took a mask under the peony flowers from her body and put it on her face
Feng Lin bought a plane ticket to Jiang City.
Arrived in Jiang City exactly at twelve noon.
He took a taxi and came to Lanhe's manor.
As soon as he walked in, he saw Lan He and Zheng Wenwen drinking tea.
"I'm not late, am I?"
Feng Lin walked over with a smile.
"No, they haven't arrived yet."
Lan He stood up with a smile and said.
"Old Zheng, don't come here unharmed."
Feng Lin walked towards Zheng Wenwen with a smile, thanks to Lao Zheng's reminder last time.
After all, Feng Lin owed him a favor.
"fine."
Zheng Wenwen was holding the tea, and the water in the teacup was about to shake out. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com