Chapter 697

Dong Wenfeng felt very angry. Unexpectedly, he was cheated!

Yan Hui Mingming has promised him, but he does as he says.

"You forced me!" Dong Wenfeng closed his eyes, the three color soul beads slowly turned, and a streamer quickly flew to Lin Qiyue.

When he opened his eyes, Dong Wenfeng's face was calm, but he was secretly happy at that time.

After taking notes in the police station for three hours, the police said they could go.

It was dark when Dong Wenfeng came out of the police station. He looked at his mobile phone and found that there were several missed calls.

There are yuan man's and Xie Huiling's.

"Hoo."

Dong Wenfeng took a deep breath. He was walking on the lonely road with a biting evening wind.

After thinking about it, Dong Wenfeng dialed yuan man back.

As soon as the phone rang, Yuan man got through.

"Hello." Yuan man's voice sounded tired.

"Yuan man, it's me," said Dong Wenfeng. He felt a little cold.

So he urged the spiritual power in his body. The spiritual power gushed out of the elixir field and warmed his body in an instant.

"Wenfeng, where have you been? I miss you so much these days." Yuan man choked.

With a sigh, Dong Wenfeng had to comfort him slowly: "I've come to my friend and come here to help him do something."

There was an obvious pause on the phone.

"When are you going to come back?" Yuan man asked.

"It depends, Yuan man. You know my situation. I'm not that kind of man, so..."

"Do you still like me?"

"Yuan man, of course I like you, but if I can't solve the things in front of me, my life will be in danger."

"Life is in danger..." Yuan man sneered, and then hung up the phone.

Dong Wenfeng smiled bitterly and didn't plan to call back.

Now I am too dangerous.

strength!

We must improve our strength quickly.

When can even a little gangster ride on his head?

Dong Wenfeng shook his head. He decided to go back to Xie Huiling's villa first.

Far away, under the street lamp in front of Xie Huiling's villa, a shadow is standing in the cold wind - it's Xie Huiling.

She was wrapped in cotton padded clothes, with a beige scarf around her neck and a knitted hat on her head.

Xie Huiling had been anxiously waiting for Dong Wenfeng for a long time. When she saw Dong Wenfeng coming, she immediately asked, "are you all right? How are those little gangsters doing?"

Dong Wenfeng shook his head: "it's cold outside. Let's talk in."

They entered the villa. The warmth in the house made Xie Huiling feel comfortable slowly.

The wind outside is too cold.

Dong Wenfeng sighed deeply, took off his coat and said, "those little gangsters are expected to make trouble tomorrow, eh..."

Xie Huiling began to worry and sighed: "there's no way to make trouble again tomorrow."

Dong Wenfeng looked into Xie Huiling's eyes and said firmly, "don't worry, I'll solve this matter. But..."

Xie Huiling was flustered by Dong Wenfeng and hurriedly asked, "but what?"

"Don't wait for me outside in the future. What can I do when it's cold?"

When Dong Wenfeng said this, Xie Huiling's face turned red and hot. She nodded and said in a fly buzzing voice, "I'm just worried about you."

At this time, the old housekeeper Ji Bo came over and said, "eat first and talk after eating."

Dong Wenfeng waved his hand and walked into the room without dinner.

Xie Huiling was also in no mood and went back to her study.

"What's wrong, damn Yan Huiming. Did Lin Qiyue send him money?"

"He promised me, but he changed his words in the twinkling of an eye."

Dong Wenfeng thought and couldn't calm down anyway.

He plans to go to the police station again tomorrow and ask Yan Huiming what's going on.

"As for Lin Qiyue..."

Dong Wenfeng smiled faintly, sat on the chair in the room, looked at the night outside the window and said faintly, "it's dark and windy. It's really a good opportunity to do things."

……

"Ha ha, Mr. Lin is really a generous person. I have received the money." Yan Huiming, sitting in the office, crossed his legs and said happily.

When Lin Ming heard about his son, he immediately called Yan Huiming. He took 100000 yuan and released his son on bail.

In Lin Ming's words, that is - money is not a problem. If something goes wrong with my son, don't be the director at that time.

Yan Huiming looked at the transfer text message sent by his mobile phone and snorted: "Dong Wenfeng, you little bastard, how to play with the Lin family."

……

It was already twelve in the morning.

Dong Wenfeng just turned his skill, and the three color soul beads slowly rotated in the center of his eyebrows, quickly adding spiritual power to Dong Wenfeng.

"Almost. At this time, it's time to talk to my 'good friend'."

Dong Wenfeng put on his black clothes. In order to avoid trouble, he casually took a coat and put it on his body. With a flash of his body, he jumped out of the windowsill.

When he was in the police station, Dong Wenfeng had left the three color soul beads on Lin Qiyue. Now Dong Wenfeng knows where Lin Qiyue's home is.

It's in the center of biguicheng. There's a grand garden called plum blossom garden over there.

This is where some rich people in biguicheng will live. There are villas here, and the shape of the house is not much different.

There are rows of luxury cars outside the plum blossom garden, which are managed by special personnel. The outer wall is also very luxurious, high and big.

To get in, you have to go through the only door, but there are a lot of security guards there.

Dong Wenfeng frowned. Now the situation is that he can't get in at all.

There's an infrared scanner outside, even if you're invisible.

Unless you go in directly, but Dong Wenfeng doesn't know anyone else here.

After thinking about it, Dong Wenfeng suddenly thought of Lu Jiahuan. With the idea of taking a chance, he wanted to have a try.

So he swaggered to the door.

"Hello, I want to find someone. My relatives live here." Dong Wenfeng made up an excuse casually.

The security guard looked at Dong Wenfeng, looked up and down, and some didn't believe it.

Now Dong Wenfeng is wearing a coat and black pants. He doesn't look like a rich man.

However, there are still some basic qualities for security guards here.

"Give me your name."

The security guard replied.

"Lu Jiahuan."

"What!" the security guard looked at Dong Wenfeng with an unbelievable face.

"Are you here to make trouble?"

"No, I really know Lu Jiahuan." although Dong Wenfeng said so, he said in his heart: "the devil knows Lu Jiahuan. I only heard his name."