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Does Feng Jun have a relationship to help clear customs? To be honest, there really isn't.

However, what he meant was not to send the other party to the plane.

After Liu Hong bought the ticket, he suddenly realized that there was something wrong with it-bought such a ticket, which means that he disappeared within this week, and would not cause others to be alert.

Thinking of this, his sweat came down.

At the next moment, he raised his head and said calmly, "Brother Feng, I really know that I was wrong, or if you would come up with a price tag, thousands of them ... I Xiaohong will definitely raise it for you."

Feng Jun squeezed the phone in his left hand and the gun in his right hand. Wen Yan rushed the five or six to the side and smiled out his hand, grabbing the other person's shoulder. Leave you! "

The next moment, he took Liu Hong's body and appeared in the jade-built bedroom.

He has experimented and cannot bring living things into the eccentric plane-at least ants and earthworms are mortal, as for viruses and bacteria, he has not observed it.

As expected, when Liu Hong appeared in this space, his heartbeat and breathing stopped, and his body was still warm.

After Feng Jun completed the act of ruining the dead, he quietly left the roof of the small building.

When he returned to Di Bar again, he was surprised to find that the two men were sitting in front of Zhang Caixin, gesticulating and saying something-it was the people who sent champagne.

Zhang Caixin didn't look at the other party. She absently poked the juice with a straw, like a stranger.

But these two are not discouraged, or they said cheerfully-if there is not even a little bit of skin, what kind of girl?

Suddenly, the two saw a smile on the beautiful woman's face, a happy heart, before they stepped up the offensive, but saw her smile slightly in one direction and complained loudly, "Why did you come back half a day?"

Immediately afterwards, the man they had just seen appeared again.

Feng Jun was too lazy to ignore these two, and nodded slightly to Zhang Caixin, "I'm eating a bad belly, shall we go?"

Zhang Caixin froze for a moment, and said that he had nothing to gain, so he left.

However, although she was a weird elf in private, she still had no problem in the scene. She stood up without saying a word. While going to get her trench coat, she complained, "Let you eat less and you don't listen."

Her relationship with Feng Jun certainly did not reach this point, she just wanted to use this to imply those two: Grandma has a master, you two put away that point and think carefully.

However, it is very regrettable that these two may have drunk a bit and did not care about Feng Jun at all. One of them said with a big tongue, "Beauty, meeting is destiny ... You two, add one> Zhang Caixin Wen Yan, I was a little annoyed: I have seen thick-skinned skin, but I have never seen such a thick-skinned skin.

But it seems a bit inappropriate to blame each other directly, and both of them are going away, low-key all night, there is no need to be remembered at this time.

When she was entangled, suddenly, Feng Jun spoke out, "Director Yan, do you properly control yourself?"

A man was shocked when he heard the words, and looked at him in amazement, "You even knew me ... who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am," Feng Jun said lightly. "The important thing is that we are leaving."

Director Yan froze for a moment before he nodded with a smile, "That's good ... see you later."

"I didn't go much to the City Council," Feng Jun smiled slightly. "However, thank you for your champagne."

The two of them walked away like this, and the remaining two looked at each other--who came to this place to pick up girls and were recognized, this Nima ... really embarrassing enough, and even more terrible, they do n’t know where the other party is sacred .

For a long time, another man comforted him out loud, "Fortunately, you didn't do anything, nothing."

Director Yan sighed bitterly, "Ah, all these four seals ..."

After walking out of Di Bar, there was a taxi stopping across the road. The two of them got on the car directly. They did n’t go far and changed another car. Finally, they got off at a small alley and Feng Jun launched a motorcycle from the alley. .

The two took off their original windbreakers and changed them again before starting the motorcycle and walking away.

Zhang Caixin's new long down jacket is very wind-resistant, and it is not cold at all on a motorcycle, but unfortunately the dress is too long. She can only sit on the back seat with her two long legs on one side and reach out. Holding Feng Jun's waist.

Being hugged in this way by a beautiful woman, Feng Jun couldn't help producing a ripple in his heart, but unfortunately both of them wore a lot, and this feeling was much worse.

Zhang Caixin only got on the motorcycle and couldn't help asking questions. She had been in the taxi just for a long time. "You don't seem to know the person who sent me champagne?"

"I know similar people," three heads flashed one after another in Feng Jun's mind. Of course, he didn't think he was the fourth.

Zhang Caixin's IQ is not low, and he heard a voice and asked, "Then how do you know his surname is Yan, or director?"

Feng Jun was silent. After a while, he replied aloud, "Don't tell others about our dynasty today."

"What kind of place is there to say?" Zhang Caixin's impression of the dynasty is really not very good, but the next moment, she pulled the topic back, "Well, how do you know his surname is strict?"

"I will tell fortunes," Feng Jun replied without sincerity. "Now, as a national cadre, he shouldn't go to the entertainment venue. It is not uncommon for people to lose their jobs if they are jealous and fight badly. . "

He was trying to change the subject, but he ignored women ’s interest in divination, and Zhang Caixin whispered “ah” softly, and then said happily, “Then you can count on me.”

"Your life doesn't need to be counted, the survival skills are full," Feng Jun replied casually, "I said, don't you think the cool wind is pouring into your mouth ... is it uncomfortable?"

"I'm behind you," Zhang Caixin didn't plan to consider the other party at all. Her arms were slightly tight, and she pressed her face to Feng Jun's back. "You can drive slower ... my survival skills, then What is it? "

Feng Jun slowed down the motorcycle a little bit, "Is it a tire, mastered this skill, is your life still worth it?"

"I didn't think I would be reborn," Zhang Caixin was a little unhappy. Although her father had money, the family was not very harmonious, and what about money, can't keep up with power?

At the next moment, she turned her attention back, "When will you do the calculations for me?"

"Where can the fortune teller be so casual?" Feng Jun said nonsense, "Seeing too many illusions, it will become blind."

"Cut, is it rare?" Zhang Caixin snorted softly, "turn back and let my sister tell you, I'm not afraid you won't agree."

Feng Jun is too lazy to take care of her, this kind of arrogant little girl, let the society your red sister to teach her to be a man.

After being silent for a while, Zhang Caixin saw that he was silent, and then asked again, "Is the matter over the dynasty done?"

Grandma, did you finally think about the business? Feng Jun hummed inwardly.

But he didn't plan to answer directly, "You don't need to worry about this. I will take you today to make a cooperation."

In the speaking room, the motorcycle came to the door of the Food Bureau's compound, where motorcycles were not allowed to enter and exit. He locked the car on the open space at the door and walked in with Zhang Caixin.

Sister Hong was still waiting for news here. When she saw them coming back, she anxiously asked, "How is it going?"

Feng Jun glanced around, and the two men and a woman in the living room saw it and got up and left.

Then he grinned, "It's still going well ... I gave Liu Hong a plane ticket."

"Airline ticket?" Red Sister stared at him puzzledly. Erlang's legs were shaking, her legs were dark brown dress pants with a strong sense of sagging. At this moment, she was shaking some **** the taste of.

At the next moment, she spoke with a smile, "You are ... intending to plant on my head?"

"In a whim," Feng Jun smiled and spread his hands. He felt that it was necessary to explain clearly about this point. "Anyway, you have also sent other people's tickets several times ... Red Sister, you haven't shown power for a long time, and you can't let others think You are critically ill. "

"You are critically ill!" Red Sister gave him a blank look, but she felt a little help in her heart. After all, your kid knows the wits and knows to help Red Sister.

However, when it comes to fame, she always has to focus on, "Which day is the ticket, where is it? What is the flight number?"

Feng Jun answered very simply, "One week later, Yangcheng, the flight number ... I don't know."

"I don't know the flight number?" Hongjie didn't take it seriously. "This can be checked. Are you sure he can go?"

Feng Jun was silent.

Sister Red waited for a long time, and when he didn't answer, he slowly narrowed his eyes, then put down Erlang's legs, went to the coffee table to pick up the cigarette, and when he fell, he showed a white snow on his chest and a deep career ...

She smoked a cigarette and lit it, took two sips, and laughed again, "It's okay, it doesn't matter if you can't go."

"He won't show up again, I promise," Feng Jun also found out a cigarette. "The ticket he bought with WeChat himself, and ... it's not much different from going there."

Red Sister looked at him sideways and stayed for ten seconds before she reached her hand and used the lighter in her hand to light the cigarette for Feng Jun.

Feng Jun's hand slipped, and her **** tapped twice on the back of her hand—the woman would light a cigarette for you, and that would not be an advantage.

Sister Hong glanced at his finger before asking strangely, "Or is it your way to open mine?"

In her imagination, it is probably that Feng Jun has thrown this person in the mountains ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ No, "Feng Jun shook his head and spoke very surely," No one can find him ... I am Say anyone. "

He bit the last three words very loudly.

Sister Hong's expression became more and more weird. "Is there such an absolute thing in this world?"

"I'm pretty sure ... Yes!" Feng Jun nodded, then stood up and walked towards the door. "I'll tell fortune-telling, it's already calculated that no one will find him. If you don't believe it, you can ask your sister.

After finishing the last word, he opened the door and walked out.

(Gagen, He Yan, the master of the blue sky.)

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