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Published at 11th of March 2022 09:49:59 PM


Chapter 681

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"No, this is my friend."

Said Alice in English.

The bodyguards around returned to her.

"Why did Sir come here?" Alice asked with a smile.

"I'm looking for someone."

Feng Lin will certainly not tell this unimportant person his task.

"Can't it be a girlfriend?" Alice asked with a smile.

"No, just an ordinary friend."

When Feng Lin was talking, he suddenly felt that there was an expert through the realm not far away.

Although the other party is wearing sunglasses, from the posture of his body, he must look at Feng Lin.

"I can send someone to help you find it. After all, this is my territory. There is no limitation of magic capital."

Said Alice with a smile.

Feng Lin hesitated a little and shook his head gently, "forget it."

"Then I'll give my husband an address. If I can't find it, you can call me and I'll send someone to pick you up."

Alice took out a black business card from her body.

"OK."

Feng Lin took his business card and turned away.

He was not sure whether the sunglassman was staring at him or Alice.

Anyway, he was going to find a place to put on the mask at once.

Beside the road in the distance, there was a black Rolls Royce phantom. Two men in suits opened the door.

Alice sits in the back row.

After a while, the white man with sunglasses who had paid attention to Feng Lin also came up and sat next to Alice.

"Just now, what realm?" Alice asked with a smile.

"The later stage of Shenqiao."

The man gently pushed down his glasses.

"Scare me." Alice smiled and propped her cheek.

"I'm also a little shocked. A young man in his twenties is already in his late stage of consciousness."

The man in sunglasses spread his hand with a smile.

"You think too much. I'm not shocked. China's real-life organizations have been wiped out."

Alice looked out of the window indifferently. "I got the news that the people of the Holy See have also gone to China."

"Holy See? Is it because of the real life headquarters?" Asked the man in sunglasses.

"It must be that the new pope is a little young. Many cardinals of the Holy See don't accept her. She needs to do a big thing to prove herself."

Alice said blandly, "it's a big deal to solve the real-life headquarters in Europe."

"Then just now..."

"The Chinese just now is the number one of the dead night, the dead doctor."

Alice propped up her cheek and said with a smile, "don't look at him. He has only the late stage of the divine orifices. He can have a short fight with Dacheng realm in one way."

At first in China, Alice saw that Feng Lin could fight with Wang Haizhu.

"It's worthy of being a dead doctor. It's really powerful." The sunglasses man said with a smile.

"I thought he was an expert sent by China to deal with real humans, but you said he had only the later stage of Shenqiao, that must not be."

Alice smiled and shook her head. China won't let Feng Lin die.

With strange methods, he can only fight with Dacheng realm for a short time.

In the real person category, there is no lack of Dacheng realm.

……

Feng Lin was in a deserted corner, put on a human skin mask, and then took out a black coat and put it on him.

He hid all his breath, and now he looks like an ordinary man.

Ji Guangling and Chi Ling sent him the location of the real human.

However, Chi Ling is more comprehensive and sends both sites of the ruins.

The route had been checked before Feng Lin came.

Standing at the bus stop not far away.

After a while, a double decked red bus came from a distance.

Feng Lin got on the bus and found that there were many people here, so he grabbed the handrail.

"Hi! What's your phone number? I'll ask you out sometime."

"Sorry, I don't give strangers numbers."

……

Feng Lin looked back and noticed that a thin yellow woman was sitting in the seat.

Outside her was a black-and-white youth in her twenties.

The young man was angry when he found that he was rejected by a woman. "I want your mobile phone number. It's for your face! You're an Asian. Get out of our country!"

While talking, he grabbed the woman's hair.

"You let go of me! Let go of me!"

The woman cried for help.

But when others around saw this scene, instead of stopping it, they took out their mobile phones to shoot.

Feng Lin immediately walked over and grabbed the man's wrist, "let go!"

"Another Asian? Did I give you a face? If you don't lie on the ground as a dog in our territory, you dare to teach me... Ow!"

As soon as the young man was ready to teach Feng Lin a lesson, he felt the bones of his wrist creaking.

The pain made him sweat.

"I'm wrong. Let go of me. I'm wrong, man."

With a plop, he knelt down from his seat, and his whole palm turned dark red because of congestion.

"Get out!"

Feng Lin grabbed his arm and threw him out.

Then Feng Lin sat beside the woman and asked in a low voice, "are you okay?"

"It's okay, I'm okay."

The woman hurriedly arranged her hair and thanked Feng Lin.

The young man in the distance looked coldly at Fenglin, stopped the car and immediately got off and ran away.

Feng Lin looked at the woman and saw that she was in her twenties, with short black shoulder length hair.

Wearing very ordinary sportswear, with beautiful cheeks.

He wanted to take the initiative to talk, but the woman kept her head down.

Fenglin finally gave up.

The car drove for about an hour. Feng Lin found that he had reached his destination and got up and got off.

When he got down, he found the woman before him and got off with him.

"Ha ha! What a coincidence. I got off first. I didn't follow you."

Feng Lin said to the woman with a smile.

"Just now... Thank you." Fan Minjun lowered his head and said.

"A little help, where is your ancestral home?" Feng Lin asked with a smile.

"Yes... Huaxia."

Fan Minjun whispered.

"What is fate? I came from China."

When Feng Lin said this, he used Chinese.

"So you are Chinese?"

Fan Minjun suddenly raised his head, and then his excited look was depressed. "I've never been to China."

"You can accompany your parents to have a look when you have time." Feng Lin smiled.

"My parents... Are dead."

Fan Minjun unknowingly shed tears.

"Stop crying."

Feng Lin patted fan Minjun on the shoulder and took her to sit on the bench.

According to fan Minjun, his parents have been dead for three or four years.

It is because of offending the business colleagues whose ancestral home is China.

Now that man is still doing business well, but fan Minjun's family is broken.

I can only work in restaurants in Chinatown every day.

"Grass!"

Feng Lin scolded angrily. He has seen a lot of people who like to fight inside.

Submissive to foreigners, obedient like dogs, but hard to fight against their own people.

"I wanted to save money to go back to China, but I was born here. I'm British. Chinese nationality is the most difficult to obtain in the world. Sometimes I want to commit suicide."

Fan Minjun wiped his eyes and whispered.

"Isn't this Xiao Fan? I wipe! Is your boyfriend? Why is he so ugly?"

Just then, a middle-aged man with a big belly came in the distance, laughing in Chinese.




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