Metropolitan Super Deity

Back home, Ling Fei didn't say anything, and quietly went back to his room on the second floor.

Although Mu Qingcheng was a little dissatisfied, she had become immune these days, so she didn't say much.

After Ling Fei returned to the room, he locked the door, lay down on the bed, and closed his eyes to rest.

Within two minutes, the curtains were blown by a gust of wind.

Ling Fei said calmly:

"Come here, why are you hiding?"

The air suddenly froze for a few seconds, and then, a figure flashed in from outside the window.

Under the moonlight, his face clearly showed that it was that dark night S-class killer in the parking lot of the restaurant just now!

He glanced at Ling Fei, with deep fear in his eyes.

"What kind of trick did you use to deal with me just now? Why did I suffer so much pain when I wasn't injured? Is it hypnotism?"

"What do you think?"

Ling Fei didn't open his eyes, as if he didn't pay attention to him at all.

The young man gritted his teeth and said:

"I don't think that's hypnotism! Hypnotism is not so powerful! I want to know what it is."

"Illusion! Punish the heart!"

"Illusion?"

The young man frowned, a little puzzled and said:

"What is illusion?"

"You ask too many questions, don't you know that there is no such thing as a wasted lunch?"

The young man took a deep breath, and he knew that the reason why Ling Fei didn't kill him was not because he had just eaten.

Instead, he wanted to get information from himself!

He gritted his teeth, his eyes moved slightly, and said:

"My name is Zhu Yuchen, and I'm an S-rank assassin in the dark night. At noon today, I received a mission. The goal is to kill you. The reward is five million!"

Ling Fei opened his eyes, with a hint of mockery in his eyes.

"My life is worth five million?"

Zhu Yuchen didn't pick up the words, but continued to ask:

"I've already told you the information I know, can you tell me how you practiced the illusion just now?"

Ling Fei glanced at him and said with a disdainful smile:

"Just relying on that useless information, you want to learn illusion? It's ridiculous."

Zhu Yuchen gritted his teeth, knelt down on the ground, and said:

"Mr. Ling, I know, I shouldn't offend you! But I really need this illusion! If the master is willing to teach me, I am willing to do my best for him."

Ling Fei didn't speak, but looked at him indifferently.

Zhu Yuchen gritted his teeth, took out the dagger, raised the knife with his hand, and thrust it into his palm, piercing through it, and firmly pinning it to the floor.

He gritted his teeth in pain, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his veins were exposed.

"This knife is my apology for my husband, please forgive me for my previous reckless offence."

Ling Fei's eyes flickered, and said:

"Being so cruel to yourself, I'm afraid there is some hatred in your heart that you can't let go of?"

Zhu Yuchen gritted his teeth, his eyes were bloodshot.

"I am the orphan of the Zhu family in the south of the Yangtze River, and I bear the blood debt of more than 160 relatives of the Zhu family! The other party is an innate master. I must become stronger to take revenge."

"The innate master?"

Ling Fei frowned slightly, unexpectedly, he heard the news of a congenital master so soon.

However, he was not afraid, it was just innate.

In the eyes of the people on earth, it is unattainable, but in his view, it is just a scum.

He stared at Zhu Yuchen's eyes and said:

"I'm not interested in who you are, nor in what you want to learn. Since you are the killer of the night, go and find out for me who is behind it and wants to kill me!"

There was a look of joy on Zhu Yuchen's face. Ling Fei's willingness to use him meant that he would have the opportunity to learn that magical illusion in the future to avenge the Zhu family.

So, without hesitation, he said:

"I am willing to do my best for my husband!"

Ling Fei waved his hand.

"Let's go, I'm going to bed, and I have to go to school tomorrow. By the way, remember to investigate the young master of the Shen Group."

"yes!"

Zhu Yuchen agreed, and left quietly again.

The room returned to calm, only a small pool of blood on the ground proved that someone had been there.

In the early morning of the next day, Mu Qingcheng got up earlier than Lingfei, walked with wind, and kept humming a ditty.

It can be seen that she is in a good mood because the loan has been settled.

Seeing Ling Fei, she smiled and said:

"Tonight, accompany me to a charity party. I left you 20,000 yuan on the table, remember to buy decent clothes. I still have something to do, so I'll leave first."

Saying that, she sold her light steps and left the house.

Ling Fei came downstairs, put away the money on the table, and went out to school.

When they came to school, the classmates in the class, seeing Ling Fei, just like seeing a leader, bowed down and nodded one by one, wishing to enshrine Ling Fei as an ancestor.

Qi Shan and Qianqian didn't come to school, probably because they were still in the hospital.

In the first class, a company came to recruit, all kinds of long-winded, listening to Ling Fei's brain hurts.

After class was finally over, Jiang Yingxue came over again before she wanted to clean up.

This time, when everyone saw Jiang Yingxue and Ling Fei together, they no longer felt any jealousy, only deep envy.

Because, in their hearts, it was no longer Ling Fei climbing Jiang Yingxue, and Jiang Yingxue hugging Ling Fei's thigh.

"Lingfei, let's go shopping with him right away. There's too much nonsense about recruiting, what's there to hear?"

Ling Fei didn't want to go at first, but thinking of Mu Qingcheng asking him to change his clothes, he agreed.

"good."

Jiang Yingxue seemed very happy, holding Ling Fei's arm and not letting go.

Under the envious eyes of everyone, the two left the campus.

"Where are the clothes in Jiangbei better?"

"What are you asking this for?"

"buying clothes."

"You want to buy clothes?"

Jiang Yingxue's eyes lit up.

"Then I'll buy it for you."

She dragged Ling Fei to Jiangbei World Trade Center.

"The shops here are generally international famous brands. If you want to buy clothes, here you think they are all original and authentic."

Jiang Yingxue took Ling Fei to the sixteenth floor, where there were famous brand stores and booths everywhere.

Looking around, Brioni, Armani...you name it.

"I haven't bought clothes for boys yet. If you buy clothes that don't look good, don't laugh at me."

"Um."

Ling Fei nodded, and went to the Brioni store with Jiang Yingxue to have a look.

The clerk greeted him immediately.

"Hello, what style of clothes do you want to buy?"

Ling Fei pondered for a moment, then said:

"Suit."

Since it's a charity gala, it's better to dress formally.

The clerk smiled and said:

"Then please take a look at the samples on our booth first. These are all new models for this year."

"Can I try it?"

The clerk was startled, then smiled and said:

"Sorry, we are a brand store here, and we don't accept try-ons."

"Let's go with this set."

Ling Fei pointed to a suit on the booth.

"The price of this set is 24,000 yuan, are you sure you want to buy it?"

"Well, I'm going to wear it tonight."

The clerk was startled, as if she had thought of something, but her eyes flickered twice, and she immediately smiled and said:

"Okay, please pay first."

"Um."

Ling Fei nodded and followed the clerk to pay.

Jiang Yingxue frowned and said:

"Strange, isn't Brioni custom-made? When did it change to direct sales?"