The conference room suddenly fell into a deathly silence, all the chatter in the room suddenly stopped, and all kinds of eyes were fixed on Qin Feng who suddenly appeared.

"Keep talking, I'll catch two stowaways." Qin Feng smiled and slapped the remaining bald middle-aged man on the head again.

Snap.

The sound is crisp and clear.

The bald middle-aged man rolled his eyes and fell to the ground.

Glancing at Su Guo, who stared at him with wide beautiful eyes, Qin Feng grabbed their collars and turned around to walk out of the room.

A few seconds later, the silent crowd suddenly exploded, like boiling water.

"Damn, how did he get in? It's like he's invisible."

"Black technology invisibility cloak?"

"Unlikely."

“…”

Many noisy sounds rang in the ears of the stunned dean. She quickly picked up her bag and stood up. She walked towards Qin Feng who was walking away without any delay.

Seeing this, Suguo hurriedly followed.

——

In the corridor of the building, the dean stepped forward to stop Qin Feng, and his eyes fell on the two bald Taishan-level researchers who had passed out in the small island country.

"Give these two to me."

"it works."

Hearing this, Qin Feng rolled his eyes and grabbed the two of them to take a detour, but the dean once again moved his long legs to block the way.

The meaning is very simple.

You can't leave without paying.

Stopping and touching his chin, he stared at the stubborn prodigal woman in front of him. Qin Feng hesitated for a moment and said slowly, "You want these two people to create another fake Qin Feng? Is the clone Qin Feng who was killed by a mysterious person during the live broadcast your masterpiece?"

"

The dean pursed his lips tightly and nodded noncommittally, admitting it very frankly.

"Crack!"

There was a sudden noise when the neck was broken!

In Qin Feng's hands, two bald middle-aged men had their necks broken and fell to the ground.

He clapped his hands, ignored the stunned dean, and walked outside in a detour.

Staring at the dead, bald middle-aged man on the ground, the dean's body began to tremble, and he took out a stick of lipstick and pointed it at the back of Qin Feng's head as he left.

"stop!"

Qin Feng stopped and turned around helplessly to go back to the dean. Then the corner of his mouth turned sarcastically, "False clones have no memory."

"Do you really believe these two people's lies?"

"I believe it."

"But they died."

Hearing this, Qin Feng curled his lips and subconsciously grabbed the lipstick gun from the dean's hand, opened the end and applied it to his tight cherry-colored lips.

The whole process was extremely smooth.

It seemed like it had been rehearsed many times.

The dean's pupils shrank, and unspeakable doubts slowly surged in his heart.

Familiar strength.

After covering the lipstick and throwing it back, Qin Feng turned and walked outside, leaving the dean in a daze.

…

It was already noon when he returned to the suburbs. Qin Feng knocked on the door of the room with the lamb in his arms.

"Haw!"

"Here comes Brother Qin."

"Click!" The closed door opened, and Su Cheng, wearing a white suspender skirt, suddenly came into Qin Feng's eyes.

"Does it look good, Brother Xiao Qin?"

Blinking her eyes, Su Cheng turned around and looked up shyly at the man in front of her.

"nice."

"I just like pure white."

Taking a gentle sniff of the moist breath after taking a shower, Qin Feng narrowed his eyes slightly and slowly closed his semi-perspective ghost eyes.

"Haw!"

The little fat mouse quickly jumped from Su Cheng's head to Qin Feng, its plump cheeks wrinkled.

He stretched out his short hand and patted his round belly, indicating that he would starve to death if he didn't give him dried fruits.

After pinching the little fat mouse, Qin Feng looked at the shoe cabinet and said in surprise, "Girl, where are my slippers?"

"Brother Xiao Qin, you have washed it and haven't dried it yet. If you don't mind, wear mine."

Su Cheng picked up her blue cotton slippers and handed them to Qin Feng obediently.

After hesitating for a moment, Qin Feng picked up the slippers and subconsciously put them to his nose and smelled them.

There is no foot odor, but there is an indescribable smell of stockings and milk tea.

"Xiao, Xiao Qin, what are you doing?"

"Smell if it smells bad."

"It smells good. I usually have mysophobia and don't like to wear other people's things."

"oh."

Su Cheng's innocent and pretty face was slightly rosy, and she stepped aside to get out of the way.

Brother Qin has a mysophobia.

But if you already wear your own slippers, does that mean you don’t hate yourself?

After returning to the sofa and lying down, Qin Feng got up and walked to the toilet after a while.

Urgency to urinate, frequent urination and incomplete urination are probably due to excessive kidney qi.

Touching his waist, Qin Feng pushed open the bathroom door with a look of helplessness.

Perhaps because Su Cheng had just taken a shower, the room was filled with the faintest hint of perfume vapor.

After closing the door and turning towards the toilet, a pile of clothes soon caught Qin Feng's attention.

That was the dress Su Cheng changed into.

In a messy mess.

Frowning, Qin Feng casually picked up the clothes and walked to the washing machine not far away.

When I came to the washing machine and was about to throw it in, a piece of delicate triangular clothing instantly fell to the ground.

The dazzling pure white fills the pupils, making people unable to take their eyes away.

It crashes for a few seconds.

Qin Feng closed his eyes like a gentleman and bent down to pick up the thin piece of clothing.

There's nothing fancy about it, it's too pure, the black lace one is better.

"Bang!"

"Wait a minute, Brother Qin, I'll take it..."

The door was pushed open hastily, and when she saw the situation, she froze for a few seconds and her face turned red quickly.

The air was a little awkward. Su Cheng took a step back and closed the door, then opened it again the next second. No one was there. Qin Feng was sitting on the toilet reading a newspaper.

"Is something wrong?"

"No, it's okay."

Su Cheng lowered his head and said, blushing and closing the door again.

Qin Feng breathed a sigh of relief, almost being considered a perverted porn maniac.

Qin Feng is a gentleman.

He took off his pants and sat on the toilet. Feeling the slight squeezing discomfort coming from his surroundings, Qin Feng exhaled a breath of turbid air and silently communicated with Qing Li who was watching a movie in the vortex space.

"Is something wrong?"

"Well, why do I feel like the earth is rejecting me?" Qin Feng expressed his doubts.

"Because you are a traitor."

"ah?"

"Am I a traitor?" Qin Feng looked confused.

Qingli, who was watching the movie, muttered, "Isn't that right? You are from here, but you ended up using something from somewhere else."

"Just like some of the foreign students in the movie."

"Once gone, never to return."

"If you don't exclude who are you excluding? Just wait for your big boss to come tomorrow."

"That's it..."
Chapter completed!