The next day, we arrived in Zhuozhou City without stopping overnight. To be honest, the conditions were very poor, not only the space was small, but it was hard to sleep at night. The sound of the engine filled the entire carriage. A worker on my upper bay almost stepped on my face when he stopped and got off the bus. I really took enough of this kind of car, which was really even more difficult than a bus.

Feilong's residence is actually a four-story villa, but it is facing the street, so an antique store opened. The first floor is an antique with clearly marked antiques, which are all divided according to the layout of the Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties. Those who are listed on the shelves have found someone to criticize the experts in Beijing. There are also testimony from the forensicians below the price tag.

The second floor is a place where black and white trades are sold at high prices. Usually, people who use underworld weapons are not afraid to find an proof master to appreciate them. They go to the tea room on the second floor to talk. Because my grandmother often comes to help Feilong watch the venue when she was still alive, so she often sees that the orders on the second floor are definitely over one million.

The third floor is more lifelike. After all, the rich decoration is there. I have summarized this floor. It can be said to be a large kitchen. Feilong has no other luxury. He just loves to eat and drink. The freezing storage room in the basement is full of smuggled camel meat, old ginseng, fat deer antlers, and his damn turtle eggs. In short, he just likes to eat these strange things, so I don’t have that blessing.

The fourth floor is the real place to rest. It is almost all large bedrooms with double bed floor-to-ceiling windows, and the Internet is also very smooth. In the past two years, I have been studying computers here and searching for things online. It is amazing. To be honest, I like it very much.

All three of us were sleepy, so we arranged a room for the woman to rest first, and then Feilong and we went to bed. I was more cautious. If Feilong and I fell asleep, it would be really dangerous for the woman to be our enemy. I would tell Feilong about my worries.

Fei Long said that definitely wouldn't be it. My underworld weapons are very valuable. They all use anti-detection hard goods from the Pentagon in the United States. There are surveillance and alarms in the entire building. As long as I set it up, as soon as she opens the door of her bedroom, an alarm will sound in our room. After he said that, I fell asleep with peace of mind.

This pillow started to have a nightmare that was entangled in me in the past. The person who looked exactly like me, held a Boletta 92F pistol and hit my head. No matter where I escaped, he would always wait for me in front of me. I died again and again. The last scene really scared me. I actually saw that mysterious woman laughing at me in my dream...

I woke up with a sound of anger, rubbed my eyes with my palms, and looked at the clock. It was already evening, and the sunset glow shone into the house, with a layer of golden red light.

Pick.

Feilong turned on the light, leaned back his fat body, and said, "You woke up and had a nightmare again. Okay! Now I'm sleeping enough, tell me about my experience in going to the Qinglong Ghost Palace. After that, Master Long steams lambs for you, haha."

There is no way, actually I don’t want to mention these things, but first, Fei Long is also a very curious person. He cannot continue to ask questions, and he will have to say them sooner or later; second, I really have to say these things, find someone with strong logic to help me sort out and see if I can analyze what I haven’t thought of yet.

So, next I told Fei Long what happened after I separated from him on June 3. Everyone knows what happened, but only Fei Long doesn't know. Slowly, when Li Sanzi died, he kicked the quilt off the ground with relief and cursed: "Damn it, he died just to be a good person. Damn it, he was about to be him! Look, he was just a lackey, pretending to be half a garlic! His grandma's."

I quickly put my hands on his chest to make him feel happy and advised him not to be angry. The most serious crime is death, so don’t be as good as him.

After a few persuasions, he patted my hand and said, "Oh, I'm not angry anymore. I'm mainly angry that they'll kidnap you. I don't care. Let's continue."

I said yes, and then I talked about the survivors of the North Xiang Kingdom of Bronze Fishing Village. Fortunately, there was a drink on the bed cabinet, and my mouth was really smoked. I looked at it and it was already two or three o'clock in the night. Feilong had been soft at the beginning to now becoming straightened up and listened carefully. During this period, he asked many questions. I explained the situation at that time and his analysis in detail. It was obvious that he was very serious and caring very much.

I thought to myself, there are not many more people behind. I will finish telling you, so I can sleep quickly and get back to the jackpot, so that the jet lag will be reversed. After all, I don’t want to sleep in broad daylight in the future.

Just as I was about to open my mouth, the landline on Feilong rang. He frowned when he saw it. I asked what was going on, and he said it was a strange number.

He hesitated and pressed the speakerphone, and suddenly a creepy voice sounded from the other end of the phone! Because the owner of this voice should have been dead!

"You're home."
Chapter completed!