Chapter 2097 Sorry, I chose to reshuffle the cards

Author: Orange fried spicy strips

Chapter 2097 Sorry, I chose to reshuffle the cards

Bang!

Feng Lin raised his hand, slapped it again, and slapped it on the other side.

"What are you doing..."

Bang!

"you……"

Bang!

"I'm wrong, I'm wrong! Brother, stop hitting me, I know I'm wrong, my face is swollen."

Nakano Lihua covered her face, shed tears, and the crying pear blossoms were raining.

"Depending on your age, I will spare you this time. I dare to lie to you next time, it's not as simple as a few slaps."

Feng Lin said to Nakano Rihua, "Turn over and turn his back to me."

"oh oh."

Nakano Lihua wiped her tears and turned around little by little.

Feng Lin kicked her on the butt, and her body flew out and hit the people over there.

Nakano's pear blossom was thrown into tears and his eyes were filled with stars.

As for the person who was about to stand up below, he was hit on the ground again.

Feng Lin took out his cell phone and looked at the time, then left here.

"Lihua! Sorry."

Several people here apologized when they saw Feng Lin walking away.

"Grass! This matter cannot be forgotten like this. I must take revenge!"

Nakano Lihua covered her face, shed tears, and bit her lips and growled.

...

Feng Lin had breakfast at a roadside stall.

Then I sat in a scenic park and waited quietly.

I waited until noon when Feng Lin's cell phone rang.

He took it out and looked at it, and found that it was an unfamiliar number.

So it was turned on and did not open the mouth.

"Is it Feng Lin?"

Opposite was the voice of a middle-aged man, "I am Mr. Mei."

"You're here?" Feng Lin asked.

"That's right, you can release the Qi energy, and I will follow the waves to find you."

Mr. Mei spoke there.

"Can!"

Feng Lin relieved the hidden Qi and released it slowly.

With just a few breaths, he felt the fluctuations of Qi and energy appearing on the side.

The next moment, a middle-aged man in a black tuxedo appeared in the distance.

"Feng Lin, long time no see."

The middle-aged man has a mixed-race face, curly hair, and a lot of stubbornness on his face.

"It's you!"

Feng Lin stood up from the seat in shock. He had seen this person before.

That day, he was in a foreign land, and he had been with Yang Fan.

Both sides also sat down to have a meal.

No wonder Yang Fan always called this man at that time, and it turned out that he was Mr. Mei.

"Are you surprised?"

Mr. Mei walked over with a smile and took the initiative to sit on the bench.

"When you think about it now, you are not that surprised. When you said that you were called Wang Liang, Chime and Wuliang, the pronunciation of your name was just the last two words. As for Chime, it represents Chime and Research Institute."

Feng Lin also sat down and looked at him with great vigilance, "Where are your monocles?"

“Not worn.”

Mr. Mei smiled and waved his hand, "Relax, there is no need to be nervous. Even the masters of the wall can't do anything to you, so I'm the same."

"The masters of the wall breaking the wall need to release Qi energy at least. You have too many strange things, so I am afraid of being hit."

Feng Lin said calmly.

"Then you sit on the bench opposite and we keep our distance."

Mr. Mei said with a smile.

"I'd better stand, I'm not tired anyway."

Feng Lin would not give him any chance, and he could escape at any time as long as he stood.

"You are too careful. Actually, you know very well that the only way I can kill you is to trap you in a formation."

Mr. Mei smiled and looked around, "As for the outside world, it's impossible."

"Stop saying these irrelevant words, let's get straight to the topic. What's your name?"

Feng Lin stood aside and asked with his hands in his pants pockets.

"No name, you should know how to call me." Mr. Mei smiled and crossed his legs.

"Yang Fan is your student?" Feng Lin asked.

"That's right."

When Mr. Mei said this, he suddenly explained, "There is one thing I want to tell you first that your first meeting was entirely luck, not that I let him approach you."

"I know this."

Feng Lin didn't use his real name for the first time, and he continued to ask, "You created the Institute of Demonic Research?"

"It was me who built the institute to this point from scratch, little by little."

Mr. Mei smiled and said, "Do you think I am quite capable?"

"You are quite capable, but you have gone on a wrong path." Feng Lin snorted coldly.

"Hahaha! I've been told by a child that I'm on a wrong path, and it sounds a bit funny."

Mr. Mei looked at Feng Lin with a smile, "Do you know? Before I walked this path, the time I thought about it was far beyond your age."

"How old are you? I thought you were a sublimation state before."

Feng Lin asked with a frown.

This incident really shocked Feng Lin, because there are many sublimations in the Institute of Chimei.

For example, Jiao Chunqiu, the formation master I met before, was a sublimation realm.

There is also the Dark Spring of the Demon Clan, and this partner also has a sublimation realm.

As the boss of the Chimei Research Institute, he has not been sublimated.

It's really surprising.

"I can't remember my age. As for not entering the sublimation state, my purpose is the same as Ji Guangling."

Mr. Mei explained, "After entering, the realm is frozen and you cannot improve, so you can enter any time. If you don't enter, you can still pass through the rushing flow freely. That's great."

"I've asked you a few questions, and for fairness, you can ask me a few."

Feng Lin shrugged, he would definitely not tell the truth. After all, he didn't know how authentic Mr. Mei's answer was.

"You can keep asking me, and my questions stay for the end."

Mr. Mei said with a smile.

"Okay, I'm not polite. What was your original intention of founding the Chimei Institute? Don't tell me those beautiful words that are fake."

Feng Lin said expressionlessly, "I hope you can be real."

"Do you know the formation?"
To be continued...