C209 (2/2)
Jin Xiaoxue received the name card and suddenly laughed: ”Dragon King, you're much more handsome than the pictures. I've fallen for you.”
Hearing Jin Xiaoxue's words, Ling Feng was startled, but the other party had already drove their Audi out of the warehouse.
Ling Feng shook his head helplessly, and left the warehouse. The two bodyguards at the door had long been taken care of by Jason.
”Who's the beauty that boss just drove out?” Jason laughed.
”If you want to know, then go chase them yourself!” Ling Feng said snappily.
”Boss' woman, how could I dare to chase after her?” Jason said as he shrunk back.
”Scram, who said he's my woman?” Ling Feng leaned on the backseat and closed his eyes, no longer bothering with Jason who was nagging at him from the side.
The car slowly drove into the villa's courtyard. Ling Feng opened his eyes and looked at the figure that was anxiously waiting at the entrance.
”Brother Feng.” Before the car could stop, Zhao Linlin had already ran over.
The moment Ling Feng opened the car door, Zhao Linlin had already jumped into her embrace and started beating him up.
”Scoundrel, scoundrel. Do you know that I'm worried about you? I thought I would never see you again.”
”Linlin, I'm sorry, but I have no other choice. Don't you think I'm doing pretty well?” Ling Feng said helplessly.
Just then, Liu Ru, Li Feilong and a few important members of the dragon group came over, and Zhao Linlin left Ling Feng's embrace while blushing.
At this moment, a middle-aged man with only one arm walked out from the crowd and directly knelt in front of the car, ”Dragon King is my bad. I didn't think well of our family and lost so many brothers. You deal with me.”
Looking at the middle-aged man with only one arm left, Ling Feng couldn't help but feel pain in his heart.
Long Hai was the Flame Dragon's number two character. Back then, Ling Feng had entrusted all of the Flame Dragons that were overseas to Long Hai to manage. In the end, almost all of the Flame Dragon's forces were exhausted.
”Hai-ge, hurry up and get up. It's not your fault, I'm responsible as well. Don't worry about this debt, I'll definitely get it back for us brothers.” Ling Feng supported Zhao Hai and said.
Ling Feng knew that Long Hai had led the Flame Dragon brothers to carve a path of blood out for them under the encirclement of a few mercenary groups. Although the losses were great, there was still enough power to survive, and Long Hai himself had lost an arm during the battle to protect his brothers.
”Alright, let's talk inside.” Ling Feng patted Long Hai's arm and said.
Almost all of the Flame Dragon's upper echelons were gathered in the conference room. The losses of the Flame Dragon were too great this time, and everyone was waiting for Ling Feng to return and lead everyone back to the meeting hall to take revenge for their fallen brothers.
”Long Hai, explain the situation.” Ling Feng said indifferently.
Long Hai nodded his head and said, ”The reason we, the Flame Dragon, have suffered such terrible casualties is that the Dark Alliance has gathered the second ranked Mercenary Group Leng Xue, the fourth Black Spider, and the fifth White Bear to attack us at the same time. Of course, we aren't afraid of the three of them working together, but they actually have some powerful ancient martial artists among them.
Long Wu clenched his fists tightly. He couldn't forget that his brothers had been killed one by one by those mysterious ancient martial arts masters. If it wasn't for revenge, he and those brothers would have stayed back a long time ago.
”An ancient martial arts master!” Ling Feng's eyes could not help but turn cold.
”Three days later, Ling Feng, the Cold Blood Mercenary Group will gather the top ten mercenary groups to hold a mercenary convention in North Africa to elect a new Alliance Master. Liu Ru's eyes also carried a hint of anger.
Ling Feng's eyes flashed with thick killing intent as he said coldly: ”Wanting to take over our Flame Dragon's position, you think too simply of us Flame Dragon's. Since they are all gathered there, then we might as well go one by one.
An ice-cold killing intent emitted from Ling Feng's body. All the elites of the Flame Dragons who were seated felt a chill in their hearts, as they knew that Ling Feng had truly gotten angry this time.
The meeting lasted until the early hours of the morning, when Ling Feng finished his preparations for the operation.
Everyone left the conference room, but Ling Feng called out to Liu Ru.
”Elder Sister Ru, you've worked hard these past few days.” Ling Feng said, a little ashamed.
Liu Ru rolled her eyes at Ling Feng: ”Don't say such useless things, when are you going to be more practical?”
As he spoke, Liu Ru's watery eyes stared fixedly at Ling Feng. The tip of his finger swept across Ling Feng's face, passed through his stomach, and directly landed between Ling Feng's legs.