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Chapter 117 Destined

The two watched Du Feng's motorcycle leave the police station compound and sighed at the same time.

Thinking of Wang Haibin saying that he would punish him 100,000 yuan just now, Achao was naturally unwilling to do so. He said kindly: "Director Wang, our relationship is so strong, don't you really want to punish me, right?"

Wang Haibin looked around and checked several hidden corners inside the room nervously, and said loudly: "Private is private, and business is done publicly, how can you not be punished!"

Achao immediately looked bitter and wanted to say something else, Wang Haibin quickly pulled him downstairs.

"Don't ask this question for now. My office is probably not safe anymore. I know if that guy has installed a wiretap in somewhere inside!" Wang Haibin was pretending just now. How could he not know Du Feng's methods? You can't imagine, and there is nothing he can't do.

"Oh my God! That kid is really a devil?" A Chao looked panicked and surprised.

Wang Haibin smiled bitterly and said, "He is a good person! But he is just a little scary! He is hungry, so why don't he take me to eat?"

A Chao quickly waved his hand: "Please! The ready-made food may have been cold, so it will be hot when you go back."

Du Feng and Yang Ziru walked down the mountain road and stopped in a beautiful place.

An artificially built dam is like a steel knife slashing across the two mountains, majestic and magnificent. It can reach at least twenty meters in height and about thirty meters in length. Since it is at a low place, the scene above cannot be seen.

"I'll come here for a while!" Du Feng smiled and parked his motorcycle next to a small tree. He pulled up Yang Ziru and climbed up along the hanging ladder leading to the top of the dam.

"Hey! Why are you so elegant today?" Yang Ziru was very excited. She didn't expect Du Feng to suddenly stop the car and take her to enjoy the scenery. You must know that Du Feng's personality has always been dull, so he had no intention of paying attention to the beauty of this world.

Du Feng hugged her neck, kissed her forehead, and smiled and said, "Do you want to say that I don't understand romance?"

"Hmph! It's already!" Yang Ziru was like a little girl, and her cute smile seemed to be no less than Li Mengqi.

Du Feng laughed: "Then teach me! Let me see how romantic you are!"

"Let's do it! We two scissors, bags, hammers, whoever wins will go up one step, and those who lose cannot move!" Yang Ziru had a sudden idea.

Du Feng looked up at the top twenty meters high. The steps must be at least hundreds of levels. He smiled slightly: "As long as you don't cry!"

The two of them were as if they had returned to their childhood, and Du Feng was completely like a different person at this time.

Ten consecutive times, Yang Ziru lost ten times. At this time, Du Feng was already at the tenth level, and Yang Ziru was still at the bottom and had never moved.

"Are you cheating? This is impossible! How could I lose ten times in a row?" Yang Ziru was stunned. She knew that Du Feng had not used fraud at all, but she still expressed her dissatisfaction as a woman.

"No! Come down, I'll go up!" Yang Ziru played a scoundrel and started to the tenth level. Du Feng smiled helplessly and reached the bottom of the level.

Starting again, she had a scissors and a bundle of 10 times. Du Feng is now standing on the tenth stairs, smiling with a smile on his face. Yang Ziru still didn't move, which means she lost ten more times.
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